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  “You realize I didn’t actually wash right?” I tease as he puts me on my feet at the end of the bed.

  “Turn around and bend over.” He demands, a playful smirk on his face. I do as the man says. I place my hands on the bed and he uses his foot to kick my legs open, he slides into me slowly, extremely slowly, he places his hand on my back and when he finally is all the way In, I put my chest to the bed, my cheek laying on it and arch my back. “Fuck!” he groans as he slowly moves, I match his movements and try to speed him up but he slows me back down by using his other hand to grab my hip. I moan unashamedly as his dick caresses my inner walls, touching every nerve ending and setting them on fire. My orgasm starts to build but doesn’t go anywhere and Rick doesn’t do anything to help, he just tortures me with his slow, lazy movements.

  “Rick, please.” I pant. He removes his large hand from my back and reaches around to circle my clit with his finger, “Mmm” I moan, his fingers are slow and lazy too and I'm sure I'm not going to get another orgasm when it hits me and hard, “Rick!” I scream into the bed, he slowly pulls out of me before flipping me around so my back is now on the bed, He lowers himself so he is kneeling on the floor and dips his head between my legs. My legs are still twitching when his tongue laps up all my juices, he starts to suck and lick my clit and I moan even louder, my back arching off the bed, He uses one hand to push down on my stomach to keep me flat. When I think I'm going to come again he stops and he goes to sit on the bed his back against the headboard. I stare at him for a moment, his rock-hard body, his perfectly gorgeous face and his large cock that is so hard the veins are bulging. I crawl on the bed towards him and he leans forward grabbing me and pulling me on top of him. I line myself up and slowly sink down on to him, his head burrows between my breasts as he moans. I place my hands on his shoulders for support and I slowly ride him, he hits the right spot every time and an array of different sounds leave my mouth. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and I throw my head back. Rick soon puts my face in his hands and pulls it towards him and kisses me with bruising passion, the sensations of me riding him and his kiss turns my brain to useless mush and I can't think straight, I can't see straight all I can do is see him, feel him. Like there's nothing else in this universe at this moment. I sink down again and I come, screaming his names while my body sets alight with fire. He thrusts into me one more time before he moans as he empties himself into me, we collapse onto the bed me on top of him. We lay there for a moment before he moves, taking his cock out of me and turning to face me. His arm comes around me and pulls me into his chest, my leg in between his two large ones.

  “Goodnight baby, I love you!” He whispers,

  “I...” I want to say it back and I know that I do love him as much as I have lied to myself, I am in love with Rick, but I can't say it, the words won't leave my mouth. “er, goodnight.” I whisper, Rick chuckles and squeezes me tighter, enveloping me in his warmth, comfort and safety.

  Chapter Twenty

  I wake up before Rick this morning, so I untangle myself from him as carefully as I can and get ready for school, he is still sleeping when I am showered, dressed and got my makeup on, I leave him and go to get my morning half a cup of coffee! No one is up and I have to search the kitchen for all the stuff! It hits me then that I have not been paying attention to how much the boys have been doing for me, I don’t even know where the mugs are! Harv walks in then and chuckles as I look in all the cupboards.

  “Sit down, I'll do it.”

  “I can make my own drink; I just need to know where stuff is.”

  “We have a routine, and we take things in turn, today is my day to make breakfast, so you need to sit.” I frown,

  “Well then I need to be included in this routine!”

  “But then it will all be messed up! How about you take over if one of us is sick or has a meeting or something.”

  “And how often would that happen?”

  “Once in a blue moon.” I huff at him and he smirks, he whizzes around the kitchen getting everything he needs and hands me a hot mug of coffee a few minutes later.

  “Why is no one up, they will be late for school!” I say,

  “We’re not going school, so you might want to rethink your outfit.”

  “Why not?”

  “We are going to visit our dad, and you are coming, he has some explaining to do too, don’t you think?” I nod, I mean there's not much more he can tell us but I suppose I best meet the man, he is my uncle? Foster dad? Are we even related? I don’t even know anymore but we are connected somehow!

  “Right, outfit number two coming right up.” I put my mug on the counter and stand giving Harv a smile before leaving to change.

  “This line is massive. Do you not get preferential treatment here too?” I ask sarcastically, Ty chuckles,

  “Yeah, but we still have to queue!” I look back at him and go to roll my eyes but someone staring at us from through the big metal fence catches my eye, I know him, I lean closer and narrow my eyes and he walks off. I'm sure I recognized him, I shake it off and face back to the front.

  “Everything alright?” Rick asks as he takes my hand in his, I nod even though this weird feeling is sitting low in my gut.

  “Yeah fine.” I mumble, he gives me an odd look but accepts my answer. We finally get to the top of the queue and we are patted down, made to go through metal detectors before finally being ushered into a room and sat on a table. The prisoners all start to come in, one by one they all sit down at the tables with their loved ones, I can tell who Michael Knightingale is with one glance, he stands taller than the rest and he exudes power, his features are the same as Ricks except for the color of his eyes and the crow's feet around them.

  “Boys! How nice to see you all again so soon.” He says with a warm, genuine smile as he walks over to our table, he spots me sitting wedged between Rick and Ty and his smile falters, he recovers quickly though.

  “Dad meet...” Rick starts,

  “I know exactly who this fine young lady is. I'm so happy to finally meet you Railey.” I give him a quick smile, not really feeling all that comfortable right now.

  “So, do you want to explain how my twin sister was put through years of abuse and torture because you were too busy being imprisoned for a crime you didn’t commit?” Tyler fumes,

  “I thought you were safe Railey, I had no idea what happened to you after you were placed with CPS, I was assured you were safe and well looked after, but according to Ms. Ellie’s theory's I was wrong.” He looks ashamed and guilty and I can't understand why.

  “I wasn’t your responsibility? My Mother dragged me away from my family and put me in harm's way, not you.” I say with more hate in my tone or my mother than I ever thought possible.

  “I tried to get you back, no amount of money could get you back so I protected you the only way I could.” He continues,

  “How? How did you protect her, Dad, she has been alone and in the hands of disgusting humans that ripped her apart for years, so how did you protect her?” Rick growls,

  “I made a deal with the monster that killed her Mother!” The table goes silent and we all just stare at him,

  “Explain now!” Oliver states after a while, the look on his face tells me he can't figure this new information out either.

  “When the cops couldn’t find the murderous piece of shit, I had anyone and everyone I could looking for him, including private investigators and assassins, they found him eventually, when he was following Railey. He wanted nothing more than to finish what he started, I intercepted him outside her foster family's home one night and he made me a deal that I couldn’t refuse. I admit to killing another of his victims, one they are close to finding him out for and he will leave her alone, for the rest of her life.”

  “And how exactly was that a good plan? Why not just take him out?” Tyler snaps quietly.

  “Because Tyler, he had failsafe's, he wanted her out of the way, she could identi
fy him if it came down to it, he had planted bombs in her schoolbag, the car that took her too school, even managed to get a bomb is a little trinket box she kept by her bed! His finger hovered over the detonator when I found him, he was seconds away from obliterating her, so I did the only thing I could, I agreed.”

  “So, you left your sons, alone with no one to save my pathetic excuse of a life!”

  “Your life is just as important to me as theirs, all of you are my priority one.”

  “He’s right about that, we would have saved you too, if it was us there.” Rick adds and I shake my head.

  “No, your priority should have been the boys, you should have let me died with my Mom because all you did was save me from one fate for me to land in a darker more terrible one.”

  “I am so sorry, Railey, I should have had people watching day and night, stopped everything that happened to you.”

  “Fix it, get yourself out of this prison and fix your life!” I snap,

  “I can’t Railey, he will come after you.”

  “I don’t care, we will figure it out! They need their Dad.” Michael shakes his head,

  “He’s right, for now at least we have to keep you safe and that means he needs to hold up his end of the bargain.” Rick tells me and I go to argue but Tyler pinches my elbow, I look round to him and his eyes plead with mine to let this go, so I sigh and let the argument fizzle away for now at least.

  “Railey, it's your choice to leave or stay in our family, but you will always have the protection that you deserve from now on, if you leave, you leave with guards, you also have the choice to keep the name you have or revert back to Knightingale the name you were born with and you also have paperwork to sign when you get home. Ms. Ellie will explain it all and help you through it, but it's your choice now not mine, not your Mothers and not the boys.” I nod my head even though I have no idea what to do, do I change my name? I know I want to stay with my family, the only people I can remotely rely on, but to change my name to theirs, do I want that? The conversation steers away from me and more to business, I tune out going over everything I have been told in the past twenty-four hours. The guys all stand up and I drag myself out of my head to do the same,

  “Railey, I'm so happy you are finally where you belong, and I'm so very sorry that I couldn’t get you back with your family sooner.” I nod my acceptance of his apology but decide not to say anything, there's not a lot I can say. We all say our goodbyes and leave the way we came, going through the pat down and the metal detectors, when we are finally outside, I take a deep breath of fresh air. We all walk in silence to the car and I have this feeling I'm being watched; I turn around to look for someone but no one is there. We all bundle in the SUV and Harv starts the car, I stare out the front window of the car as I'm squished between my twin and my boyfriend. We leave the parking lot and turn onto the road and that’s when I spot him, the guy from earlier, I do know him.

  “Stop the car!” I shout, fighting my throat which is threatening to close up. I feel my face drain and sweat start to drip from my forehead,

  “Shit, Rails are you ok? Do you need to be sick?” I shake my head even though actually; vomiting doesn’t sound all too bad right now! I lift a shaky hand and point it out of the window and they all look to what I see.

  “Do you know that guy?” Oliver asks and I nod my head, the power of speech evading me.

  “Did he hurt you?” Rick growls from beside me and I nod again, they all burst out of the car and the man before me smirks before taking off. The guys all chase after him but I've lost sight of them all now and realize they left me alone, that’s when the panic attack hits. Tears fall from my eyes as my throat makes a horrid sound as I struggle to take air in, my whole body is shaking and I can't control my breathing no matter how much I try. The fear takes over and all I can see is his face, smirking at me. I hear and see the boys when they get in the car and try to help me but nothing is clear. Rick wraps me in his arms and pulls me onto his lap, I still can't breathe and I'm panicking even more now.

  “Breathe Railey, slowly. We are here, no one is going to hurt you.” He says in such a comforting tone, if it was someone else, he was talking to I would expect to see a toddler. I feel him rubbing soothing circles into my back and eventually I start to relax, still panicked, still scared out of mind but able to breathe a bit easier. I didn’t realize we had moved, that Harv had started driving but it makes sense to get me the fuck out of there! After a while I'm feeling slightly better and I nuzzle my face into the crook of Ricks neck for comfort. Nobody speaks for ages, I decide that it's for the best if I just get it out of my throat now before the guys bombard me with questions, I lift my face and look around the car, they all look worried their expressions set in stone but their eyes portray anger and worry.

  “That guy.” I say before clearing my throat. All Eyes snap towards me, even Harv’s who stares at me through the mirror. “That guy is who killed my family.” I state as unemotionally as I can, sounding like a robot, in a voice I don’t even recognize.

  “Are you sure?” Rick asks, I just nod my head,

  “What does he want?” Tyler asks, and I think about it for a minute.

  “Me, he wants to finish what he started like your Dad said, he is going back on the deal!”

  Chapter Twenty-One

  “Railey! Stop!” Rick shouts as he grabs the punching bag, “You're bleeding and you haven't eaten in days, you will make yourself sick again!” I look at my knuckles which are dripping in blood and I shake my head,

  “I need to be prepared; I need to be able to protect myself!” I say punching the bag he is holding. He lets the bag go and walks around me, worry and pity in his eyes, he grabs me around the waist and drags me out of the gym and upstairs to the kitchen. I don’t fight, I haven't got the energy and I know he is right. He sits me down on the stool and I put my head in my hands, he hands me a pouch of my baby food, pear today, obviously we are back to that again. “Baby, it has been a week since we saw him, he hasn’t been anywhere in town or near the house, maybe he isn't after you!” He says but I know even he doesn’t believe that.

  “He will come after me Rick and I have to survive it all again, I can't let him kill me after everything!”

  “We won't let him near you, you will never have to face that monster on your own, we will protect you.”

  “And what if you don’t, what if you're not around, or he manages to get through all of you before he gets to me Rick? What if I'm putting your lives in danger?” He places his palms on my cheeks and pulls my face to look at him,

  “I will not let anything happen to any of us! You need to believe that!” I don’t answer because he won't like my response. “You need to eat and you need some sleep, you can't keep running off coffee, water and cat naps, you're burning yourself out and you will end up in hospital!” I grab my pouch of puree off the counter and slide off my seat, heading to Ricks room, Rick follows me and puts on Family Guy for background noise when we enter the room. I walk straight to the bathroom and turn the shower on, I look at myself in the mirror and I look like a mess, my face is a grey shade, my eyes have massive dark circles and my hair is flat and lifeless. Hopelessness and anger coarse through me, I never wanted to feel this way again and all it took was one look from the fucking monster that haunts my dreams. I punch the mirror not being able to stand looking at how weak I am, I punch it over and over again until a strong hand catches my punch, Rick spins me around and pulls me too him, the tears and emotions break and I let out a scream as everything hits me at once. I sink to the floor my muscles losing all their strength, Rick doesn’t let me go just sits on the floor and pulls me to his lap, holding my head to his chest.

  “Please baby, talk to me.” He pleads. “What can I do?” A very clear picture forms in my mind and I manage to control my emotions and the more I think about the images racing across the backs of my eyes the more I know how much I have to do this. I lift my head and look him in the eyes.

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nbsp; “I want my revenge!”

  I pretend to sleep for what seems the whole night, waiting for Rick to be in a deep sleep, he tried to talk me out of taking my revenge on every monster that hurt me, in the end I gave into him but I didn’t mean It. As soon as possible I sneak out of bed, grabbing just my phone, cash and sneakers before grabbing the keys to my Ferrari of the side cabinet and heading out of this house. I look back once knowing I'll probably never get the chance to return. I race my car to the school, knowing it won't take the knights long to realize I'm gone. I climb over one of the high walls and head to the dumpsters, I rummage under them and I find what I'm looking for, a small hand gun and a box of bullets. I run back to the wall and climb over again, the gun secured in the waistband of my jeans and the bullets in my jacket pocket. I run back to the car and drive away as soon as I'm in, I pull over to enter the address of my first abuser, my foster dad who thought it was ok to rape a ten-year-old girl. I drive in silence for the three hours it takes me to get to the big house with the white picket fence, the dream of a nice, normal family, still an illusion after all these years. I just watch the house for a minute and I lose my nerve, I start the engine to drive away but then I spot the lamp turn on in the front bedroom, the same room I was in and my eyebrows knit together, is there another little girl there? Anger and concern fuel my actions, I get out of the car and bang on the front door, I hear shuffling from inside and then there he is, the prick that stole the last shred of childhood I had! I barge past him; he tries to block me from entering but I punch hm straight in the nose and I hear it break. I run up the stairs and open the door that blocked his wife from seeing or hearing what happened after she fell asleep. Inside is a small little girl curled up in a ball on her bed. I round it and kneel down so she can see my face.