All I Have: Part Two (Abbs Valley #4)

by Ames Mills

mm, mfm, mmf, mmfmm, mmm, mmmm, mmmfmm. (If that wasn’t clear enough for you, the guys fuck too. A lot.)

“That’s me,” I reply, and take the flowers when he hands me the vase full of buttercups. I thank him, push the door shut, and carry them to the kitchen. Plucking the note out, my heart is already aching. We can be everything for you. Come home, buttercup.

“No, it’s fine, Les.” I sigh. “I feel like it was all a fairy tale. We were all wrapped in a bubble and didn’t think about the future.” Bridget snorts. “You may not have been, but they were. OW!” Bridget rubs her leg where Les just hit her. “That hurt.”

“I’m reporting from downtown Fairview,” the reporter is saying. “We just got breaking news that the Compound owned by the Bulls gang leader, Aaron Rockford, is now a murder scene.” I sit my coffee cup down on the table with a shaky hand. “We’re getting reports that more than seven bodies were found inside the building. The Bulls are known for their….”

“You good back there, Hart?” “Yeah,” Hartley answers. We all figured when Evie left, Hartley would too. And I have to admit, I’m damn glad he didn’t. I got used to the big, overbearing bastard being around, even if he is worse than Gray when he thought I was overdoing it.

Ever since that day, he hasn’t let me out of his sight. The last thing I remember is Evie telling me she loved me and the absolute euphoric feeling that ran through me. I died that day, and from whatever stroke of fucking luck is still on my side, Zane and Ryder were able to bring me back.

“You good, man?” I ask again. Hartley turns his tired green eyes on me. “I should be asking you that question.” “I’m not the one who just popped his murder spree cherry tonight,” I point out. “As for the wound, it’s fine.” “Let me see,” Hartley says, standing up and nodding his head to follow him. We get to the bathroom, and I pull my shirt up with a roll of my eyes. The gauze covering my stitches is completely spotless, proving my point. “See?”

Taking pity and wanting to fuck with him, I slide closer to him in the booth. I put my arm around his shoulder and let my hand rest on his pec. A shiver rolls through both of us at the contact, remembering what happened just before we left. “You’re barking up the wrong tree,” I inform her. Micah chokes on a laugh but covers it up by taking a sip of his beer. Her eyes widen. “Oh, so you’re, like, together?” “Yep.” And because I’m an asshole. “We all are.”

Les comes back into the kitchen. “So, I just saw your mom’s nurse pull up. What do you say we go get our nails done? You need to get out of the house.” Bridget claps. “Yes! Girl’s day!” “I don’t know, guys…” “Come on. It’ll be fun. You’ll have your phone, and Les drives like a fucking maniac on the best of days. So she could have you back here like that.” Bridget snaps her fingers to emphasize her point, and Les laughs. “I don’t drive like a maniac,” Les argues. “Yes. You do. Pretty sure you hit a hundred more than once on the way here.”

“Mama,” I whisper, taking her hand. It’s cold to the touch. “I wanted nothing more than for you to love me growing up. I never felt good enough. You made me feel so fucking bad about myself; I used to cry myself to sleep at night. You never would listen to me and always said I was being overdramatic.” Tears roll down my face like I hit a pressure release for my feelings. “I loved you so much. Why couldn’t you ever see that or see me? Some people might think it’s silly to get upset over something like that. But you shaped the way I saw myself. I never could find the good in myself. It took five amazing guys to help me find who I am, and I wish you could have met them. I’m not going to let your words or Aaron’s stop me from being the woman I know I can be, the woman they know I can be. I’m going to be the woman they deserve. I wish we would have had time to make it better, but alcohol was always more important to you. I guess I’m saying all this because I need to do something for myself.” I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I forgive you. I need to let all the hurt go so I can remember our good times and move on with my life.”

I kiss Mom’s hand and lay it on the bed. When I try to let go, she tightens her grip. My eyes flash to hers; she has more life in them than I’ve seen in a long time. She looks lucid for the first time in weeks. Or maybe even years. “I’m sorry, Evie,” she croaks. “I wasn’t the mother to you that I should have been. You’re beautiful just the way you are. You have one of the kindest souls. Don’t ever lose that. I love you.” “Oh, Mama,” I cry, wrapping my arms around her. She wraps her frail arms around me and hugs me tight. I can’t remember the last time she hugged me. “I love you, too.”

I’ve spent so much of my life afraid to put myself out there, afraid of what people would think. Being with the guys, even for a short amount of time, showed me I didn’t have to be that way. They lifted me up and gave me the freedom to finally be me. I no longer care who they are, what they do, or any of that. I just want to go home.

My thoughts regarding the guys have changed drastically. We all came together when Evie left, and they’ve never once made me feel like they didn’t want me there. I stepped into a security position with Gray, and it makes my life feel like it has meaning.

“Les,” I choke out. I wrap my arms around her, so thankful she and Bridget came into my life. “I love you, too.” “You’re important to me too, Evie. I’m glad you came into Micah’s life. You were the missing piece in all their lives. In my life. You’re my sister now.”

“I miss you so much.” I wipe tears from my cheeks. “There is so much I want to tell you, and I wish you were here. But Les said this works too. She says she talks to her dad all the time.” I pause and take a breath. “We buried Mom today. The alcohol finally won. I’m not sure where she’s going in the afterlife, but I hope she finds you. We made peace before she died, and I’m sure that made you happy.” I choke back a sob. “I found the most amazing group of men, Dad. I know you would be shocked, but I think you would love them. Mateo was the first man to actually see me, and he brought so much happiness to my life. I love him so damn much. I finally told Hartley about my massive crush on him from when we were kids.” I laugh at that. “He felt the same. Can you believe that? All that time wasted wishing he would be mine, and he finally is. Hartley has grown into an amazing man. Gray is my silent protector, but I feel so safe around him. He has some stuff from his past that I hope I can help him with, just like he helped me.” “Micah was a tough one in the beginning, but it’s because he loves so hard. He has feelings he’s not sure how to deal with, and I want to be there for him. Evander is a sweet soul with this light that surrounds him that I’m not sure he sees. They say I’m their light, but it’s the other way around. I haven’t told them, but I love them all. And I will spend however long it takes to prove to them that they deserve my love. I love you, Dad.” I kiss my fingers a...

“You come around here, and I’ll call the department. I’m pretty sure they’re wanted for something, and they would love to know where to find them. There is plenty of open cases against them.” “I don’t suggest that,” Hartley says in a deadly tone. “They are mine to protect now, and I’d think twice before I make that threat again.” My eyebrows hit my hairline. I knew things had changed with Hartley, but I didn’t realize how much until right now. I didn’t want Hartley to be at odds with his family. At least one of us needed parents who gave a fuck. But I have to admit it feels good that Hartley is standing up for us.

“Not in the kitchen!” Gage yells, making us split apart. “Fuck you,” Micah grits out. “Cock blocking motherfuckers,” he mutters under his breath, making me laugh. “Payback is a bitch. You know how many times you did that to one of us?”

“Now, go,” I say, nudging him toward the house. “Yes, master,” Mateo quips with a bow at the waist. “Keep talking shit and I’ll make you my pet,” I threaten when he’s almost in the house. He grins over his shoulder and disappears into the house.

“My mom was a druggie. I didn’t know who my father was. She was also a prostitute and had a string of guys in and out of the house. When I was nine, she had the twins. She didn’t give a fuck about them either, so I took care of them. There was this one guy who paid particular attention to me.” I swallow back the bile. “He used to sneak into my room at night after Mom passed out. You can guess where that went.”

“Let it out, Gray,” Evie says, tears in her own eyes. “You aren’t the man you think you are. At nine, you took care of the twins. You are a good man down to your very soul. Please start seeing that.” “Hartley thinks they’re still alive,” I say, sucking in breaths, trying to keep the tears at bay. I couldn’t let them out. I don’t want to be that person I was before I started working for Micah.

“Does it bother you?” I ask. Her brows furrow in confusion. “I’m a murderer, angel. I killed for money, and I liked it.” “It should. But I’ve come to terms with the fact that it doesn’t make me a bad person because I don’t care. I’m sure the people you killed deserved it. Does that make it right? No. But it doesn’t make you a bad person, either. I see too much good in you for that. I should be appalled by what I know about you guys,” she shrugs, “but I’m not. I don’t want to change you guys because you never asked me to change for you.”

“You’re such a good fucking girl. Do you know that?” Her pussy quivers around me, and I know she still likes being my good girl. “You going to come on my cock, buttercup?”

“I want all of us to fuck you. One right after the other. Coming so deep inside you that we drip out of you for days.” She moans, and her pussy tightens up. “You want that, don’t you, dirty girl?”

“Sit down before I spread you across this table and eat that pussy for breakfast.” Evie’s face blooms with color, but she meets my stare head on. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Hart.” She smiles sweetly before flopping down in a chair beside Mateo. Mateo barks a laugh. “Looks like someone could go for another round. I didn’t fuck you good enough, buttercup?” “Oh, you did,” Evie giggles. “But I want what I want.”

“I will rip your dick off and shove it down your throat if you say some dumb shit like that again,” Micah threatens. “If you rip it off, how will I fuck you?” Mateo grins. “Boys, not at the table,” Evie giggles, kissing Micah’s cheek. “This is perfect, as always.”

know. I heard,” I laugh. I step back, laughing harder at his pout. “I’m not fucking you for the first time in the gym.” I take off toward the shower. “Who said you would be fucking me?” Mateo calls out. “Maybe I plan on fucking you!” “I didn’t say you wouldn’t be!” I yell back. Mateo’s groan of frustration echoes through the gym.

“Eviekins!” Gage exclaims, attacking her in the hallway in a hug. “Hi, Gage,” Evie laughs. If I didn’t know he was head over ass for his wife, I would have ripped his arms off. “Hey, guys.” They all say their hello’s to us. Les walks around the corner and pushes Gage off Evie. “Leave her alone, you overgrown child.”

Van walks further into the room, taking it all in. “Your client’s going to love this.” I clear my throat, nervous for the first time. “I’m the client, amore mio.” Van whips around. “What?” I walk down the three steps at the door toward him. “It’s ours. All of ours. I had this added on for you and Evie.” It was just a bunch of rooms grouped together. When I bought the house, I had them knock it all down and build their dream library. “Holy shit,” Van whispers. “Ours?” “As long as Evie loves it, then yes.” “She’ll love it,” Van says, pulling me into a hug. “When are you going to tell her?”

“Fuck,” Van moans when I start pumping my fingers hard, just like he likes it. “Mi rey, please.” “That’s it, amore mio, beg for my cock.” “Please, please, fuck me,” Van begs.

Van moans deep in his chest. “That’s a close fucking second. How do you want this?” “Hard and fast. Please.” “Fuck, you beg so pretty,”

Mateo snorts. “This is what she wants. Buttercup isn’t going anywhere now.” “Tay,” Van says in exasperation. “You sound like you’re kidnapping her.” “Let her try to leave again, and I fucking will.” “That’s not funny,” Van says. “I’ll help him,” I say with a grin. “Oh. That’s fucking great. Both of you are

Mateo swivels his hips with a grin. “I didn’t think you could get it up that quick again, old fucker.” I buck and roll until I’m on top. “Don’t throw a hip out,” Mateo laughs. “I have no problems getting it up or keeping it up. You remember when I said I needed to teach you some manners? I think we should start some fucking lessons.”

“Do your worst, Micah.” I grin and see a flicker of uncertainty in his gaze. Good. All those times he’s fucked with me, it’s about time I got some fucking payback. “My worst? You don’t want me at my worst, Tay.” I grind my ass on his cock, and Mateo bites his lip to stop the groan. I lean down until my lips hover over his. “You want me, don’t you?” “You know damn well I do,” Mateo answers. “You remember when you told me that you wanted me between you and Van?” Mateo nods. “Yeah.” “I want that,” I whisper against his lips. “Fuck, Micah,” Mateo groans, not trying to hide it this time.

“He’s being mean, buttercup,” Mateo says, bumping me out of the way. “He made me hard, and then left me high and dry.” Evie laughs. “Oh, you poor thing.” Hartley roars with laughter. “How’s that case of blue balls, Tay?”

broke down on the third day after I left and googled what he and Micah called me. I cried for two hours when I found out Evander called me little queen, and Micah called me his star. I unfold it to see what’s inside.

“Fuck, you look gorgeous on your knees for me,” Evander groans.

“Give me another one. I’m addicted to feeling you come on my cock. You want me to fill this pussy up with my cum?” I nod in answer because of his hold on my mouth.

I giggle, making him groan when I tighten up on him. He pulls out and drops to his knees behind me. “What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly when he knocks my legs apart. “Goddamn,” he groans, and I realize he’s watching his cum drip down my thighs. Why is that so fucking hot? His hands smooth up my ass, and I feel his breath dance against one cheek. When he bites down to mark me, I can feel myself getting turned on all over again. He licks over the spot once before jumping to his feet and spinning me in his arms. He seals his lips over mine and walks me backward.

We are all head over ass in love with that girl, and Mateo is the only one who has the balls to tell her.

Bridget flops down in the chair between me and Leo. “A house? Shouldn’t she have gotten a say?” I pull out my phone and scroll to a picture. Mateo found it stuck in one of her books as a bookmark with dream house written on it in Evie’s handwriting. I slide it to Bridget. “The house Micah found is almost identical, give or take a few things. The house is completely empty inside for us to design.”

“I think it’s time we talked, moya zhizn’.” Bridget’s whole body stiffens when Alexey leans down to brace his hands on the arm of her chair from behind. “I don’t think it is,” Bridget replies. “It was one night, Alexey.” I exchange a look with the other guys. They’re just as shocked as me. Bridget and Alexey? “Was it?” Alexey says, leaning in beside her ear. Bridget shivers, and I know she’s not scared. “Yes. That’s what we agreed on, wasn’t it?” Bridget asks, glancing over her shoulder at him. “That’s what you agreed on. Dmitri and I saw it different.”

“What the fuck was that?” Ryder asks. Alexey waits until Bridget is with the girls, heads bent together before turning to Ryder. “That was our future wife.” Our?

Cian’s eyes slide over me again and stay there. It’s like he is trying to challenge me to a game I have no idea how to play. “If you don’t stop staring at my girl, I’ll send you out of here in a goddamn body bag,” Mateo growls.

“Rocco and Katherine should be here by now. You guys are more than welcome to stay,” she says to Ghost, Caden, and their friend. “Who is that?” I whisper to Micah. “They called him Banger. He’s new to Ghost’s crew.” He is tall, broad, and gorgeous. I wonder if Bridget has caught sight of him yet.

Bridget, in fact, had not seen Banger. When she caught sight of him, I thought I was going to have to follow her around to wipe drool off her chin. “I just want to lick him,” Bridget whispers. “No licking the gangbangers at this party,” Les laughs. “Who are we not licking?” Hartley asks, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

“Can I please lick him?” Bridget begs, batting her lashes at Les. “Do what you want. But he’s seems awfully tight with Alexey and Dmitri.” I follow Les’ line of sight, and she’s right. He’s sitting at a table with the twins, Ghost, and Caden. “Maybe she should just spread herself out on that table.” I giggle.

I pull back and lay my forehead against his. “I love you.” Mateo’s breath catches, and I look into his eyes. “I have for a long time, baby boy.” “Fuck, Gray,” Mateo says gruffly. “I love you, too.”

“Was someone following them?” Mateo asks, sitting up in his chair. “It looks that way,” Micah answers. I click on the last picture, and the world stops spinning. “Oh my god,” Evie gasps. They are older than nine in the picture. Possibly thirteen or fourteen. “That’s them, Gray.”

“As sexy as you look in these, I need to see this pussy.” He tosses them behind him, jerks his shirt off, and lies beside her. “Sit on my face, angel.” Evie freezes and looks at him like he’s insane. “I’ll smother you, Gray.” “What better way to go?” Mateo says with a laugh. He reaches down and hauls her to her knees by her hands. “Gray’s a big guy, buttercup.” He smacks her on the ass, making her bite her lip. “Now, do what the man said.”

“When I said ride it, I meant it. Now, ride my fucking face,” Gray says, yanking her closer. “Fuck!” Evie screams. Using her hold on us, she starts rocking her hips, and Gray’s groan echoes through the room. “There you go, buttercup,” Mateo encourages, before sealing his mouth over hers in a quick kiss. “Soak his face. You hear him? He loves being buried between those pretty thighs.”