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I panted gently feeling Hanzee's hot tongue licking long lines from the bottom of my entrance and all the way to my clit. I bit my tongue a bit before letting out a strained moan.

"Shh." He says before continuing to suck on my clit which made fire ignite inside me. I can feel my juices pouring from my throbbing entrance only to have it lapped up by his thick tongue. I whimpered gently feeling the pleasure start to grow even faster.

"Don't." I whisper and he grips my legs keeping them apart. He knows I'm at the edge when I whisper to stop and he sucks harder on my clit causing the pleasure to burst inside me and I cover my mouth quickly as a low moan escapes me. I hadn't felt such an orgasm in a long time. He wastes no time as he crawls up my body and dominates my mouth. His tongue slips right into my mouth dripping my juices down my throat. His body is like stone. For a slim man he was pure muscle. He looked down at me and I admired his cool features, his eyes always so dead almost. I wondered if he wanted to have life fill them one day. His hips dig into my legs, separating them so he is between them. He pushes into me slowly and steadily. I exhale at the hard shaft that stretches me.

He would always take me in the night when everyone was asleep. His thrusts were silent, but strong and firm and I bite my lip to stifle any moans that escape me. His fists are on either side of my body trapping me inside. I wrap my arms around his neck and he lets me. He then moves faster and harder causing the fire to burn inside me again. He made me feel so good. He was my first after all.

"Look at us, the red man and black woman at the feet of the white man."

That was one of the first words spoken from me to him when I first met him. I think that was really when he began watching me. Some days he would thrust hard and violently into me, maybe trying to fuck his years of the war into me. On nights like this, when we hadn't seen each other for months on end, he was silent. Well he was always silent except for the occasional grunts and moans from him. I whimpered out holding on to his shoulders. He thrusts into me hard and a small burst of pain shoots into me.

"Ah." I whimper at the pain and he slows down just a bit before capturing my lips again as if apologizing. He keeps his thrusting in long strokes and my head falls back and I can feel it all hitting me again. My eyes rolls flutter close and he knows this so he starts to thrust faster and harder again. He plants his face into my neck grinding faster and faster before we both shake violently as our orgasms hit us both. I pant heavily already exhausted from the day in general. Hanzee's head rests against my own for a second, his breath hitting my lips and eventually he rolls off me. I pass out not really concerning myself with what happens the next day.

Day comes quick and I am met with the ceiling. I turn to my right and see an empty spot. But of course, what would Dodd and the others think? I'm sure I was off limits to all the men here. But that didn't stop them from occasionally being flirtatious when their bosses weren't around. I sat up and just looked under the blankets. Naked as the day I was born. I knew this wouldn't mean anything. After he took my virginity, he didn't say anything to me the next day or the day after. He kept it formal and didn't say much about that night. I should have known better, my mother warned me that most guys wanted one thing mostly in this day and age. I sighed with disappointment more so at myself. It was like this all the time when he would come to me, and yet I liked him. I was drawn to the fact that he was like me, someone different and looked down upon.

I got up and took a shower. I could still smell his musk on me. I entered the kitchen and was met with the cook smiling and motioning for me to sit. She brought me a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and half an orange. I smiled and sat down and ate wondering where everyone was. I got my answer when I saw Dodd and Bear coming downstairs. Of course, Hanzee was behind them. I was used to him that I didn't feel uncomfortable in his presence.

"Going to collect we'll be back." Dodd said placing his coat on and looking at me. He then moved over to me pointing in my face. "My daughter comes around and asks you for a ride you are not giving her one." I looked at his gloved finger before looking up at him with attitude in my eyes.

"With what car?" I asked staring at him as if he were a complete idiot. His eyes flared.

"Don't get uppity with me." he snapped.

"Come on let's go already. Pa's expecting us back soon." Bear said and Dodd shot him a glare but he wasn't intimidated by it. Hanzee gave a quiet smile looking away to hide it. Dodd just puffed his chest out as if wanting to look real big before marching out the kitchen. I just smirked and picked up a piece of bacon to eat.

"See ya, Dawn." Bear chides before leaving out the kitchen. Hanzee followed, but slowly and I can imagine he may or may not want me to say anything.

"We never talked about this." I said and he paused in the door way but didn't turn. I shrugged. "Are you going to just act like there's nothing between us?"

"Yes, cause there isn't." he said coldly before walking on. My chest was tight with anger but I saw this coming. I knew he would say something like that. But it still didn't it hurt any less. The food is delicious and it manages to bring my mood up a bit. Later on, I was informed that my mom was on the phone and we spoke.

"How are things there?" she asked. Abigale Everdale was known by many in Savannah as a bad bitch. She was not afraid to fight her own battle and stand up for her family. But if she was ever threatened, war was the outcome.

"It's fine. Otto is taking care of me." I said.

"Good. For what we are paying him, he should." she stated. I nodded then wondered why. She couldn't see me.

"How are things down there?" I asked worried.

"Don't worry. We are holding our own. A little difficult when the cops aren't doing much to help. But when did we ever need cops for help?" she asked. I smiled gently.

"Never." I replied.

"Oh, I miss you every day that you are from me. But soon when we are back in peace times, you can come home." she said. I closed my eyes softly at his words.

"Just… you and Dad watch each other's backs. I don't know what I would do if something happens to you all." I said.

"Of course, honey. We Everdale's are strong and no cowards in white sheets will ever scare our family again." she said strongly and I just nodded once more.

"Yes." I replied.

"I'll call you soon. I love you." she said. I smiled gently at her words.

"Love you. Bye." I said and hung up the phone and just placed my hands on my face. War was waged when fourteen-year-old Harold Drummer Jr., son of Harold Drummer Sr., enforcer and right-hand man of my father, was found lynched in a tree out in the woods of Savannah. A note was left in his throat saying the Everdale's were next. I inhaled slowly and shook my head. Do you know what it's like to be treated this way?

I wasn't really in the mood for going out today. I just wanted to watch the snow fall and it was beautiful. I remained seated on the couch for most of the day. I heard Floyd and Otto talking business in the kitchen and Dodd and Bear joined them. I wasn't family and knew I wouldn't really be allowed in. However, a sudden thud and scream alerted me. It was Floyd. Everything moved in slow motion as I ran from the living room and down the hall. The kitchen was on the other side of the stair case which was in front of the front door. As I neared the end of the hall, the door flew open and Hanzee was running in and we both met each other with concerned faces and ran toward the kitchen. We both paused as we saw Floyd crouched on Ott who was on the ground spasming.

"OTTO! OTTO!" she screamed.

"Call a god damn doctor!" Dodd shouts. Everything is happening so fast. I turn and run back into the living room and dialed 9-1-1. Whatever was wrong with Otto, I knew this would start a chain of unspeakable events.