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

by Ames Mills

It should feel wrong or dirty because that was my brother, but it never did. We never crossed a line by touching each other, but that didn’t stop us from fucking around together with someone in between us. The fact that it's Micah now has me stroking my cock faster.

“Fucking shit,” Mateo groans. “I’m going to come. This ass is like heaven.” A strangled laugh leaves me. “I’m so goddamn close.” “Don’t come yet,” Mateo pants. “Because we’re both coming in his ass.” “Holy shit,” Micah whispers,

“Hands and knees on the bed. Let us see.” Micah climbs up, leaving his legs spread wide, and our come is leaking out. Micah’s cock is still hard as a rock and relentlessly throbbing. “That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Mateo says, and I couldn’t agree more. “I need to come,” Micah half whimpers. He is painfully hard, the head of his cock a deep purple. “I got you, baby,” Mateo says softly, climbing onto the bed. He kisses Micah’s shoulder blade, and gets situated against the pillows, his thighs spread wide.

“I love you, Tay,” I hear Micah say gruffly. “Damn,” Mateo rasps. “I love you, too.” They already loved each other as friends, but it’s always been much more than that. There was a connection between us almost immediately, and they just took the next step with each other.

“Lean forward and brace your hands on his thighs.” I do what he says. “Good girl. Now suck that fat cock.”

Micah chuckles. “Mateo is a nosey ass and found the picture in one of your books.” Micah takes a deep breath. “I want to start a life with you. A life with my family. You’re the biggest part of us. I thought I had everything when I found Van, but we both felt like something was missing, no matter how much we loved each other. That missing piece was you.” Tears are free falling down my face now, and he brushes them away with his thumbs. “I love you, la mia stella. Down to my very soul. I’ve never known I could be at such peace by looking into someone’s eyes.”

“This is the part where you say it back.” “Oh, god. I love you, too. So much. That first night I met you, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I know we got off to a rocky start, but when I saw you again, it felt like the world had opened again, and I had a new life.” I pull back so I can see his eyes, and they look a little misty. “You guys are my world. My everything.”

“The last words I want you to hear before you enter hell are for me, not you. I learned a valuable lesson from my soon-to-be wife, and its forgiveness. So, mother, I forgive you.” I turn on my heel and leave the room before I change my mind. With a fast clip down the hallway, I make it to Gage. “Do it,” I say and keep walking.

“Real inspiring, Hart,” Evie giggles. Hartley shrugs. “I do what I can. You can tip me with blowjobs.” Evie throws a pillow at him, and he easily dodges it. “You’re disgusting.” “That’s not what you were saying when you were squirting all over my cock,” Hartley retorts. Gray chokes on the drink of beer he was taking, and Evie’s mouth pops open. “Nice one,” Mateo laughs, fist bumping Hartley.

She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my sweaty forehead. “I love you, Gray,” she whispers, and my eyes flash to hers. “You deserve all the love in the world, and I’ll proudly give you mine.” She pulls my forehead against hers. “You are so good, strong, and loving. I couldn’t have gotten through any of this without you. I love you.” “Fuck, angel,” I say gruffly. “I love you, too, so fucking much. You’re one of the first good things to ever happen to me. You brought me out of a dark fucking place, and I’ll never be able to thank you enough. But I’ll spend the rest of our days trying.”

I knew my cum was dripping down her legs from her shiver. Sliding my hand between her thighs, I gather it up on my fingers and shove it back inside of her. “That stays there,” I say, fucking it back into her. “Gray,” Evie gasps.

Les jumps and punches Micah in the chest. “You, asshole. You scared the fuck out of me.” Chuckling, he reaches around her and pulls me into his chest. “Morning, la mia stella.” He kisses me deeply until I’m melting into this chest. “Oh, God,” Les groans, making me giggle. He pulls back with a roll of his eyes. “Like I haven’t been tortured enough with you and your gang of horny assholes.”

Les pulls into the shopping center parking lot and shoves the car into park. She turns to face Bridget. “I’m not pushing, just stating my opinion. Those boys love hard. You should see how much they love their mama. If you gave them the chance, I have no doubt they would love you just as hard. And that’s what you deserve.”

We stop at a red light, and five motorcycles stop beside of us. I look over at them when one of the drivers flips up his face mask only to reveal Micah’s beautiful blue eyes. He winks when he sees me staring and slams the mask closed. “Holy shit,” I gasp. “Micah can ride one of those?”

“Who are the others?” I wonder. Mateo leans between the seats. “Les, Ryder, Gage, and Leo,” he answers. “They taught Leo to ride not too long ago.” “Les can ride, too?” Evander chuckles. “Just wait until you see them at the Games, pequena reina.” Hart follows the bikes into an abandoned airstrip and laughs. “I can’t believe they do this right under the cops noses.”

“Come on, baby,” the guy purrs. He reaches out to touch Bridget, and a tattooed arm appears between Bridget and me. “You fucking touch her, and I’ll rip your goddamn esophagus out,” Alexey growls. He steps between us, causing Bridget and me to separate. Dmitri appears on my other side, blocking me from the rest of the guys. Alexey’s hand flexes as the guy splutters for breath.

“Evander,” Evie says softly, making my eyes meet hers. “I love you.” I suck in a breath at the raw honestly written all over her face. “I was worried that you were only doing this for Micah, but I realized those were just fears from before. You have this way of making me feel like I’m the only person in the room, and you’re like a light after a bad storm. The way you accepted me immediately for your brother speaks to the person you are.” “Fuck,” I breathe, laying my forehead on hers, still swaying to the music. “I’ve wanted to tell you so bad. The day I said it on the phone, I meant it for the both of you, but that was the coward’s way out. You deserve for me to look you in your beautiful brown eyes and tell you how much I’m deeply, irrevocably in love with you. Nothing made sense in this world until you walked into our lives. Micah and I have a deep love, but having you has made it even deeper. You’re the glue that holds this family together.” I kiss away the tears rolling down her face. “I love you, mi reina.” Her face lights up at the change in her nickname. She was no longer a little queen. She is my queen.

“I can tell you from experience that doing it alone is never the right choice,” I add. “We’re family. Trust us.” “It’s not about trust,” Ghost says raggedly. “I’m not the person you guys think I am.” Les’ demeanor changes from friend to the ice queen. Something I’ve not seen often since she’s been with her guys. “What does that mean, Ghost?” “Fuck,” Ghost sighs. “My real name is Gabriel Augustus.” “I’m sorry. Did you just say Augustus?” Les asks, ice dripping from her voice. “As in the Mayor of Rose Hills Augustus?” “That’s my father.”

“Why don’t you start telling us what the fuck is going on?” “I came to Abbs Valley to get out from under my father’s thumb. But I still kept tabs on what he was doing. When I left Rose Hills, the shit that he was doing was getting worse. I got the confirmation the other day that I was right.” “What was the confirmation about?” Les asks, still with a pissed off look on her face. It always surprised me that she didn’t just have Holden figure out who he was when he refused to tell her his real name. “Human trafficking.”

“Oh, wow. I did not see that shit coming.” Mateo and I pull away at Caden’s voice. He’s standing there grinning from ear to ear. “Don’t stop on my account. That was hot as fuck.” Mateo clears his throat. “What do you want, Caden?” “What? Oh. Nothing.” He gestures between us. “Finish that, then let me join.” Mateo shoves his shoulder with a laugh. “Not happening. This isn’t a free for all.” “Why not? I come with party favors.” Caden runs his tongue across his bottom lip, showing off a tongue ring. I laugh before I can stop myself. I can’t help it. I like this kid. “Party favors?” Mateo snorts. “Hart’s got you beat there.”

“You’ll never guess,” Mateo says. “And put your goddamn eyes back in your skull before I pluck them out with my bare hands.” My eyebrows shoot up at the same time my head snaps to the growly tone in Mateo’s voice. “Whoa,” Caden laughs, holding his hands up. “Cop boy is smoking hot, but I get the message loud and clear. I was just fucking with you.” “You getting jealous, Tay?” I tease, pulling him closer. “No,” he grumbles, but I can see his lips twitch.

“Agent Reeves is outside.” I relay everything that was said, and Micah’s face turns thunderous. “Did he mention Evie again?” “No, it was more like he was trying to recruit me to the dark side.” Micah barks a laugh. “We are the dark side, Hart.”

“Axel Norris is a fake name. You didn’t exist until three years ago,” Holden speaks up, crossing his arms over his chest. It still blows my fucking mind that this is the same guy they rescued that couldn’t even look you in the eye. Now he stands side by side with the rest of us. “It screams federal agent.” Axel’s brows lift. “You found that? No one has ever been able to dig that deep into me.” “He’s the best,” Les says, waving her hand. “So, if you aren’t a fed, then why all the cloak and dagger shit with your name?” “Axel Norris is my real name. I made my past disappear. I didn’t change my name.” “Why did that guy say you sent him here to kill her?” I ask and hear some growls coming from behind Les. I don’t know who it was, but my money is on Ryder or Dex. “I don’t know. I had no plans to come after you. Like I said, you did my job for me.” “Why do you think it was us at the Goldmine?” Hartley asks.

“Then who are you?” Les barks, getting tired of the bullshit like the rest of us. “They call us the Saviors,” Axel answers. You could hear a pin drop in the garage when he says that name. Everyone has heard of the Saviors. They are a group of mercenaries who work by their own code of honor, taking out anyone that they feel has stepped too far over the line. And up until this point, I thought they were a fucking myth. They were rumored to be able to kill a grown man in several ways without weapons. Which explains why they are all unarmed. Then it hits me. “It was you that night at the church, wasn’t it?” I ask.

He looks from Les to me, then to Van, making sure we knew who he was talking to. “So in addition to my thank you,” he holds his hand out and the big guy to his left lays a USB in it. “This is for you.” He hands it to Gray, and he takes it with a deep look of suspicion. “What the hell is this?” Gray asks. “That is where your sister’s stalker problem lives. He’s on the list, but we figured you would want to take him out.” Axel grins. “Reaper.” Gray doesn’t even flinch at the name, not giving anything away that Axel is spot on. “How do you know about this?” Gray asks, indicating the USB. “We want to recruit you. A man of your abilities would be a perfect fit for our team. And we know everything. All the shit you’ve heard about us is probably true.” “I have no intention of leaving my family,”

“Some secrets are better left buried, Mr. Perez.” Axel nods his head for his guys to follow him. When he gets to the backdoor, he turns back to us. “Oh, that FBI tail you guys have? That’s not a sanctioned investigation. Agent Reeves is acting on his own.” With that, he shoves open the back door and disappears into the night. “What the hell was that?” Banger asks. “That’s a damn good question,” Les replies, rolling her shoulders back. “Let’s meet in the morning and figure this shit out. I’ve had enough talking for one night.” She gives Ghost a pointed look.

Aldo is speaking rapidly in Italian, and I raise a brow at Mateo, who’s just standing there with a grin on his face. I answer back in Italian. Mateo bites his fist, and he rolls his eyes back in his head in exaggeration.

Movement from the door catches my eye, and I look up to see Hartley standing there, watching everything in front of him with heat in his eyes. “You joining or watching?” I pant out. Mateo is keeping up with my hard thrusts with ease, moaning the whole goddamn time. Hartley saunters into the office. “It’s not just me,” he announces, and Gray steps in behind him. “Well, now it’s a fucking party,” I declare,

I reach down and jerk Mateo to his feet. Keeping my hold on his arm, I drag him toward the stairs. Mateo laughs. “I suddenly feel like I’m in danger.” “You should feel like that, baby boy,” Gray answers.

“On your knees,” I demand, and I can see the defiant look on his face. Gray’s hand shoots out and wraps around his throat. “On. Your. Knees.” Mateo drops immediately. “Well fuck,” Hart laughs. “If I knew that’s all I needed to do to get him to listen, I would have done it forever ago.”

“Suck his cock good, ...

have to admit I’ve wanted to feel Hart’s piercings inside of me, and now is my chance. “I want you to fuck me, Hart,” I declare. Hart’s groan echoes around the room.

“You know how long I’ve wanted to fuck this ass, Micah?” Hart asks against my lips, walking backward until the back of my legs hit the bed. He starts kissing down my neck. “Goddamn, Hart.”

“Where have you been?” she asks. “You just didn’t show up one day.” She eyes Evander. “And that’s definitely not the guy that was in here that day.” “She’s been with me,” Evander answers, handing over his credit card. “And that was my brother.” Amber’s eyes widen. “Cheap shot messing around with brothers.” Evander moves us over to wait for our order. “Not when we’re aware of each other.”

“Mr. Perez,” she purrs, and I have to resist a snort. “Kelly,” Evander replies politely, but his voice is clipped. “Thanks for meeting us on a Sunday.” Her eyes land on me, and I don’t miss the slight curl of her top lip. She looks back at him with a bright smile. “Anything for the Perez brothers.” Gag me.

“Fuck,” Evander breathes when I slide my hand between my legs. “You going to play with that pretty pussy for me?” “Yes,” I gasp when my fingers circle my clit.

“It’s too much!” “You can do it. Give it to me.”

“Take your pleasure, mi reina. Goddamn,” Evander groans.

“Fill me in on the Saviors?” Evie asks, looking around the table. “We’ve heard rumors about them since we were kids. Mercenaries trained as kids to turn into killing machines. They know everything about everyone. They are supposed to be ruthless, with no moral compass, and completely insane. The Saviors run on their own orders. They kill anyone from some random person on the street to the most powerful crime boss.” I take Evie’s hand after I answer. “Which is why last night doesn’t make sense.”

I pull my mask down and advance on Evie. Her breath quickens, but I don’t think it is entirely out of fear. I walk her back until she’s pressed between me and the wall. “That’s not funny, Mateo,” she breathes. “I don’t think you mind it, buttercup.” I press harder against her, and she bites off a moan. I grin inside the mask. “I think you’re turned on.” “No way,” she argues, pushing at my chest. “That’s just creepy.”

“Do you really want to take the fucking chance someone isn’t walking by?” Gray argues. “Who? Grandma Betty walking her dog at midnight? We’re in the suburbs, big guy.” “Every single one of you is insane,” Ghost grumbles. “Isn’t this your handiwork?” I ask, waving my hand in front of Agent Reeves. Ghost shrugs, but I can practically hear him grinning under his mask.

“Where’s your information coming from?” Hart says, picking up the questioning. “And you’re out of kneecaps, so you might want to think before you answer.” “You’re going to pay for this,” Reeves threatens, tears and snot rolling down his face. “Wrong answer,” Van aims again. “Wait!” Reeves yells. “I’ll tell you what you want to know.” Van gestures with his Glock. “Start talking.” “My brother used to work for the Poletti’s. He was killed last year in the raid of Victor Orlov’s house.” Fucking hell.

“I wasn’t going to get involved until you started parading that girl….” I whip my Glock out and press it against his temple. “Woman,” I correct. “That woman is ours, and I’d be very careful what you say next.” “And we didn’t grab her. We saved her. But once again, it’s none of your goddamn business. Where did your information come from?” Micah asks.

“Where’s this information now?” Agent Reeves laughs. “I’m as good as dead. I’m not telling you anything else, you piece of shit.” Micah jumps forward, and his fist slams into Reeves’ face, knocking the chair backward. Reeves’ head hits the floor with a loud thud followed by a pained groan. Micah walks over Reeves’ body so he’s standing over him. Very slowly, Micah lifts his mask, and the grin on his face is pure evil. “You’re right. You are as good as dead.” “The bureau will….” “Won’t do shit,” Van finishes, walking to stand beside Micah.

“There’s nothing going on. He’s my best friend, that’s it.” I snort. “Bullshit. I’ve heard that before.” I slap Micah on the ass. “Let’s go, best friend.”

She looks Hart and me over and fans her face. “No wonder you have that girl falling all over you.” “Ma!” Giovanni and Vincenzo exclaim at the same time. “I might be old, but I’m not dead.” With that, she turns around and leaves the barn, her laughter carrying across the yard.

“I want to kill that motherfucker stalking them.” Hart nods. “Then let’s do it.” “Alone.” That one word drops between us and I can see the argument all over Hart’s face. I know what I needed to do to finally let my past go. “Reaper style.”

“Holy shit. Gray?” I smile, letting him know he’s right, and even to me, I know it’s off. “You can call me the Reaper.”

“You don’t work for Joseph,” Phillip says, eyeing the knife like it’s a poisonous snake. “No. I don’t,” I answer in a cold, detached voice. “I’m here because you sold my sisters to a fucking freak. Your own daughters.” Now that I am looking at him, I knew for sure Hart was right. Phillip Brooks is definitely their sperm donor. You could see it in the set of the jaw and around the mouth. Everything else they got from our mom, like the same hazel eyes that I have. “I didn’t know they were my daughters when I did it!” “Ah, but you still went through with stalking them for nine years to deliver them to the buyer. I’m not here for the excuses though.”

“Harder, Gray. Take what you need.” “Fuck, baby boy,” Gray gasps, and I can tell his voice is returning to normal.