Legend (Requiem MC #6)

Chapter Seven The Man, The Legend

Legend

Setting her down on the sink counter, I moved over and turned the shower on. I held my hand under the spray until it felt right. Turning to retrieve Glory, I paused.

Still sitting on the counter while staring at me intently with wide eyes, she was biting at her lower lip.

“What is it?” I asked in concern.

“You…” She swallowed heavily and kept staring at me. “My name.”

I stared back at her then peered down at my bare body. I wondered what she…I halted and then slowly looked back up at her. She had seen it.

“H-how long …” she asked a bit breathlessly. “How long have you had it?”

“Almost four years.”

“Four years?” she shouted as she looked more upset by the second.

I didn’t expect this reaction, then again she had always been like a storm. “Glory, come on—”

She hopped off the sink as tears sparkled in her eyes. “You have had my name tattooed on your shoulder for three God damn years?”

I slowly nodded my head.

“Explain it to me!” she demanded.

I never expected her to be mad about this. Not that I ever guessed she would actually see it. I also never thought I would see a very naked but angry Glory right in front of me either, but here we were. I shook the illicit thought away as I knew I was in trouble here.

I’d forgotten about the ink as it wasn’t in a spot I would see everyday. It had been placed between my shoulder blades at the middle of my back. In an elegant handwriting there it was… Glory. I wasn’t sure if I had it put in that particular spot on purpose so it wouldn’t accidentally be seen by her brothers, or if the artist just placed it there himself. I only vaguely remembered the tat shop and the artist. I had made friends with Jose Cuervo that afternoon…A well known alcohol brand and extremely reliable for getting blotto. As a man and a doctor, I should have remembered what tequila actually did to a person. But I do remember having to sign a waiver stating that I wanted the tattoo.

“I’d had a particularly bad day in the ER,” I explained to Glory. “You were off at college and Justice had just come back from visiting you. He mentioned that you were on a date with some guy the first night he was there.” I shrugged and looked away from her. “I have to admit that the news of you dating hit me hard. Not that I had any right to be jealous. But I got drunk that night and got the tatt.” Swinging my gaze back to hers, I added, “I never regretted it. I had been in love with you for a long while at that point.” I let out a heavy sigh and admitted the truth finally, “I figured it was my fate to have your name on me, cause I knew it was already inked on my heart anyway. I’m not sorry I got it, so don’t expect me to say that.”

With tears rolling down her cheeks, she gasped then leapt up onto me. “Oh, my God!”

Catching her thighs in my grip, I pulled her close and kissed her as her legs wrapped around me. We shared a long breathless kiss. I’d never experienced a kiss like it in my life. We were desperate to be closer and we kissed like it would be our last one on this earth. Our tongues melded together as our bare bodies melded too. It felt like this was the seal, or rather, the sealing of us. We were now officially together as we were meant to be.

Finally, I pulled my mouth from hers and we gazed into each other’s eyes.

“To think I believed that you didn’t want me,” Glory whispered.

I laughed. “Well, you were a little Miss-Know-It-All, but about this…you were wrong.”

“Cause you fooled me!” she huffed.

“I would have been in deep trouble had I agreed to be with you at eighteen,” I reminded her of the time she came to me just after her eighteenth birthday. She told me she was old enough and we should go on a date. I turned her down as easily as I could. I was just 21 at the time. Not mature enough to take on a serious relationship. No way would I have just dated her, have her, then leave her, like a young guy would do normally at that age. This was Glory Walker of all girls. Daughter of the man that literally took me into his family and saved my life.

I knew she hated me after that. Well, it felt like hate and as much as it hurt us both, it was for the best I had thought back then. It took another year for her to even look at me without that anger in her eyes. “You need to get over that now, Glory. I mean, how many men have your name inked on their body?” I asked her as I took her into the large shower stall and placed her under the warm spray. “I’m yours. Been yours for a long damn time.”

“Ok, I have to give you that. I don’t think any guy has ever gotten my name tattooed on their person before.”

“Well, if they have…” I laughed. “Too bad for them. Cause you are taken now.”

Smacking my arm, she said, “And you can bet your sweet ass, you’re taken too.”

“As long as we both know that, things should work out well.” I felt joy and a sense of contentment. Despite what else happened today, Glory and I were finally together.

With a happy exhale, she closed her eyes as the water cascaded over the both of us.

I couldn't resist, she was this close to me in all her naked glory, so to speak. And damn, if she wasn’t sexier than in my fantasies of her. Yes, I had many of those. Of course, I did. She would come on to me literally, two or three times a month for the last five years. Come up close and lean in, telling me she was mine and she was ready for me to claim her.

Fuck, her birthday parties over the last several years had been a particular kind of hell for me. The older she got, the more she filled out. Curves came, full breasts developed. Her legs were long and shapely and her dazzling smile used to make me feel like I just got punched in the gut. I always thought I should skip being here at the club on her birthday, but like a dumbass glutton for punishment, I would just have to see her. I couldn’t seem to resist. After those parties, I would go to my room and have to rub the images of her sweet face and body out while alone in my bed or the shower.

Now, here I was with her finally. I could have her at my will and I planned to keep on doing that. Having my Glory. I reached over and my hands roamed over her wet body as her skin flushed. I lowered my hand to her core and found her wet and not from the water. “God, I just can’t seem to get enough of you.” I groaned and said, “I want you, right here, right now.” Turning her to face the shower wall, I placed her hands on the tiles. With my other hand, I widened her legs and whispered in her ear, “Do you want more?”

“Yes, I do…I feel the same way. I need you deep inside me, again,” she whispered.

Being so close to her, the scent that had always been Glory wrapped around me and now, another scent mixed in with it, the sweetness of her arousal. Grasping her hips, I titled her upward so her thighs were open. Moving in closer, I slipped my hard length between her legs then rubbed my tip up and down along her slit as her juices coated me. I reveled in the feeling of her sweet, silky folds on me. “I know I just had you, but I can’t stop.” I entered her tight warm channel. I wanted to slam myself home but I took my time and inched my way into her slowly. Reaching around her body, I found her clit and played with her as I slowly but sweetly stroked into her core at the same time. I did this for a few more plunges then reaching around to her breasts, I grasped one in each hand. I lowered my lips to her neck and suckled her there, marking her as mine with an imprint of my mouth while seated inside her with my fingers owning her nipples. “Hold on, Glory,” I warned as I was about to storm her senses with all that I had.

She didn’t reply, but she kept panting and moaning in pleasure as she seemed to be lost in ecstasy.

I groaned from the tight feel of her wrapped around my length as I played with her body and suckled her neck. I lifted her a little with a stroke then would lower her as I pulled back.

Every time I went in, she moaned long and breathlessly as I filled her. “Oh…” she murmured. “Yes,” she whispered as another orgasm hit her as she breathed my name out, “Legeeennddd….”

I backed out and rammed forward, thrusting even deeper. I held still as she came. I wanted her to squeeze me and she did that so well, I almost came. But I wanted this to go on for much longer as I fought off the climax. I wanted her to come multiple times…I wasn’t done with her yet. Slowing down, I stroked inside her, again and again. Then I pulled all the way out.

“Nooo, don’t stop…” Glory gasped and begged me for more, “Pleeaaassse…”

I held her by her hips, then positioned myself at her entrance again. In one powerful thrust, I pushed in deep.

“Legend!” Glory screamed as she took me in, up to the hilt. “Yesss...oh, yessss…”

I wasn’t sure when my usual control slipped as I found myself ramming in and out of her. I plunged up into her relentlessly, all while I tweaked her nipples.

Gasping, she took all I had to give. Moaning and whimpering in pleasure, Glory kept up with me for several more strokes until her entire body tightened. She flew over the edge while screaming my name again.

I pulled her tightly to me and pushed into her deeply. I just held her there as I whispered to her with a low growl in my voice, “You are so beautiful, Glory. God, how I love you. I’m so glad you are mine.”

Nodding, her knees gave out as her body slumped and she released a long, sated sigh. “Always yours…”

I chuckled and kept a hold of her limp body. As I raised her up, I had to ask, “You okay?”

Releasing an odd giggle, she could barely speak, “Yes…” She turned and grasped my face in both hands to kiss me.

I wrapped my arms around her nude body and allowed her to kiss me the way she wanted to.

It went on until Glory breathlessly broke away from my mouth and said, “That was a trip to the fucking moon! S-so now, I know why they call you Legend!”

I stared at her then tilted my head back and laughed.

Slumping a bit more in my arms, she grinned at me. “I admit it. I need rest…”

“Yeah, I can see that. Let’s get you dried off and into bed,” I suggested as I scooped her up.

“You are moving into my room,” she announced. “You know that, right?

With a smile, I shook my head and grabbed a towel as I carried her to the next room. Finally setting her down by the bed, I dried her off.

As soon as I got her dry, I again grabbed her up. I laid her down under the sheet and covered her up with it.

With a sweet grunt, her head barely hit the pillow and she instantly fell fast asleep.

Chuckling, I shook my head and went around the bed to get under the sheet too. I sat there on her bed staring down at her as she looked so content. Honestly, I don’t think I’d ever seen her this happy, or this calm. Whenever we saw each other, she always argued with me, or glared at me. I knew why. Man, did I feel glad I had stopped running away from this. I never dreamed we would be so explosive together. Damn, I never knew sex like that existed. Talk about off the charts chemistry. We were some kind of wildfire. I even lost my mind a few times here and there when I was with her tonight. I always had control of myself, but it slipped a few times with her.

I now knew something undeniable…once I’d gotten a taste of Glory, I would never leave her.

We did have a few things to take care of though. I pushed away the thought of telling her brothers and her dad. Then I realized they wouldn’t be surprised at all. They all knew about Glory and I. About the fact that we were almost destined to be together. It seemed like I was the only one behind on that idea. I moved over to lay beside her and gently slipped my arm under her, then placed her head on my shoulder.

Even as my body settled down, my mind wouldn’t. I was in Glory’s bed, wrapped up in her as she slept. For all these years, I never envisioned this. I stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes.

Glory said we should have been married already. I would gladly marry her tomorrow if she wanted that. She did demand for me to move into her room like today. I sure as hell wouldn’t argue because as I listened to her sweet little snore, I knew I belonged right here. I smiled to myself.

I finally closed my eyes and let sleep take me.

I don’t know how long we slept when an odd noise disturbed me. I sat upright and looked around.

“W-what is it?” Glory asked sleepily.

“I don’t know.” Then my cell buzzed and I looked around the room. “Damn, it’s still in my…” Leaving the bed, I walked over and grabbed my dress pants from the chair, digging the phone from the pocket. I tapped the screen to see a text from Zed.

3 men down on the fence line, someone got in.

“Fuck!” I dropped the phone, tugged my pants on, and rushed to the door. “Glory, get into the bathroom and lock the door.”

“What?”

“Do as I say,” I told her as I ducked out to the hall and shut the door behind me.

Sounds and movement came from the main room, so I headed that way. I didn’t carry a weapon, I could only think about the injured men. However, I knew Glory would get dressed and grab her gun. She was probably a better shot than most of the Requiem members. Trained from a little girl in all the same defense methods as her brothers. So, I knew for a fact, in at least two minutes, I would be seeing her coming out from the hallway.

I stood by the hallway entrance and waited for either her or for the injured men to be brought in. Both happenings were inevitable.