The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 23

Hunter

This fucker keeps yelling, but I drown out all the noise and focus on her now. Lana’s lips part as she looks up at me.

“What?”

“I love you.”

“You … you do?” I see the tears in her eyes, and I want to lick them all away, but she needed to hear this, and I needed to say it. We’re some kind of fucked up, but together, we’re not so bad.

“Yeah, little rebel. I do. And I’m never letting you go,” I tell her. Her lips tug into a smile as she throws herself into my arms. That just makes the asshole scream louder. But it’s when she pulls back and crushes her mouth against mine that he really gets going. He tugs at the chains as if he’s going somewhere. I kiss Lana back until I can’t take it anymore. Then I grab her, spin her around, and force her to walk until I shove her against the wall.

“Pants down, Lana. This is going to be quick,” I tell her. She pulls her pants down her legs, bending over so everyone, including her father, can see her as I line up and thrust into her. Her hands are planted on the wall as I fuck her with everything I have in me. I grip her hips in my hands and take her roughly as she moans and calls out my name. Gabe is absolutely losing his shit behind us. I pull Lana from the wall, forcing her to arch her back at an awkward angle before turning us so she can look at him. I grab her neck and force her gaze to his.

“Watch him while I fuck you, Lana. Watch that jealous piece of shit who hurt you while I make you whole.” Just as the words leave my mouth, her pussy clenches around me. She liked my words. A lot.

I pump into her a few more times until my balls draw up, and I let go. I come inside of her as she calls out my name, not his, and he’s pissed.

“You fucking little whore! I should have let them kill you a long time ago!” Gabe screams at her. Lana tenses but I pull out of her and stand her up before walking around to the other side of her. She reaches for her pants, but I shake my head.

“He’s going to watch my cum run down your thighs while I kill him,” I tell her. She looks up at me with wide eyes.

“I can’t do this,” she says softly. I wave the guys over and nod toward her. Ry and Silas move in quickly, grabbing her around the waist, and one forces her to watch.

“Hunter! Don’t do this to me!” she cries.

“We don’t have a choice anymore, little rebel. This is how it has to be.” Then I walk up to Gabe and slash his chest. He screams as I do it over and over.

“You watched them kill her unborn child. Now you’ll lose your eyes,” I tell him before I bring my knife up and dig the tip into his sockets. He screams before he finally passes out, and I move down the line. Ray is next.

“You hurt her more than Gabe, didn’t you? You fucking kicked her, hit her, beat her until she couldn’t even stand!” I roar at him. Then I take the knife, knowing it isn’t sharp enough to cut through bone and begin to cut his arm. I slice through it until it hits the bone, and then I stop. Ray is trying to yell around the gag, but I don’t want to hear it, so I leave the gag in. I stab him ten times in the chest until he takes his last breath, and then I stop at her dad.

“No!” I hear Lana scream. I look over my shoulder to see the hatred in her eyes.

“No, what?”

“He’s mine.” I stare at her for a long minute before I nod to the guys to let her go. They release her and she stands, coming to stand next to me as she looks up at him.

“You sold me when I was little. You didn’t care what happened to me. He raped me. A little girl! He beat me worse than any of you did, and when he’d had enough, he sent me back to you. But you didn’t care, did you? All you saw was a paycheck when you looked at me. How could you do that to me? To a child?” she cries as she looks up at him. He doesn’t blink or even attempt to say anything as I step behind her. I wrap my arms around her and place the knife in her hand.

“We do this one together,” I tell her. Lana sniffles a few times before nodding her head. I wrap my hand around her hand, holding the knife, and we raise it together before stabbing it into his chest. Now, he tries to scream. Now, he tries to make a sound, but Lana isn’t done. She keeps going, stabbing him even after I release her. I step back and look over at the other Gods.

“Brandon is a traitor. He’s yours to do with what you want,” I tell them. They all move in as I step back and lean against the wall, watching Lana take out her anger on her father’s body.

It takes a while. And this time, I don’t stop her because she needs this, and I don’t plan on taking that away from her.

When she’s weak and can’t raise her arm anymore, is when I move back in. I take the knife and drop it to the floor before lifting her in my arms. Her head falls to my chest, her chest heaving as I walk us down the hall and into our bedroom. I bypass the bed and go straight to the bathroom. We’re both covered in blood and need to wash it off.

I set Lana down and start the shower as she looks down at herself. Then she begins to laugh manically. I stand there naked and covered in blood when she turns to me, her eyes on fire. I know what she wants. I throw my arms out to the sides and wait for her to make a move.

She stalks toward me, and even as my body screams in pain, I let her do what she needs to do. Lana pulls me to the floor and lays me on my back before straddling my hips and sliding down my length, and I let her do it. I let her fuck me again because this is what she needs, and I’m still in fucking pain from being shot. That doesn’t stop the adrenaline from running through my veins.

Lana rides me hard, but that isn’t enough. I know I can’t take over right now, but fuck, do I want to. I want to tie her arms above her head and force my cock inside of her, but for now, this will do.

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” I growl as my good hand comes to her hip and squeezes. Lana moans, and then she really gets moving. Her hand comes down between her legs and finds her clit. I watch her as she fucks me and plays with herself while covered in their blood, and it’s sexy as fuck.

“Fucking come in me, Hunter!” She yells as she keeps working her pussy over me. A few more rolls of her hips, and she gets us both there. We both come, moaning and grunting at the same time. I feel her juices as they leak down my cock and onto my balls.

“Damn, Lana. You fucking wet my balls,” I tell her. She’s gasping for air as she slides my cock out of her and stands. I shove myself up and groan from the pain before we both climb into the shower. The warm water hurts like fuck, but I ignore the pain to hold onto Lana.

“The man who bought you is dead.”

“How do you know that?”

“We found records. Some of the Gods went through them. He died a year ago,” I tell her. “I was going to hunt him to the end of the earth for you, Lana. I was going to make him pay for what he did to you. Fuck, I want to go dig up his body and break what’s left of his bones.”

Lana laughs this time, resting her head on my chest.

“I could actually see you doing that.”

“Did you ever doubt me?” I tease her.

“No.”

“Are you okay?” I ask her.

“It’s over, Hunter. It’s all over.”

“Yeah, it is for now. There are always more traffickers out there, but where you’re concerned? It’s over.”

“And you’re still going to keep me?” she asks, looking up at me.

“There’s nothing I’d rather do more than keep you.” I lean down and press my lips to hers savoring the taste on my tongue. Lana doesn’t fully understand what I feel for her. She never truly will because my mind isn’t right. It’s a fucked up place, and maybe loving her the way I do is fucked up too. None of that matters to me, though, as long as she loves me.