Chapter 22

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Karlee was in the mood for taking shit from nobody. She had dove backstage to change only for Nikki to be standing ready with a change of clothes. Karlee grabbed them and whipped off her shirt not caring who saw her in a bra. Dean was too busy staring to offer her a shield from wandering eyes. Stage-hands started mumbling about how she had fucked up the whole show just because she wanted to be on TV.

"If I really just wanted to be on TV, I would be out there mouthing off about how much I want to tan her ass. Instead I'm actually fucking doing it." She snarled back. Nikki got in front of her, adjusted her shirt and made her hair go back into place.

"You concentrate on kicking ass. I'll go keep watch over Alice." Dean zipped up the back of her crop top with the cut out holes that made her boobs pop whilst she threw off her heels and chucked on a pair of wrestling boots.

"If Roman's with her maybe just go back after I've finished up. He's gonna be in a protective kinda bubble for a while." Nikki nodded understandingly and after giving Karlee a quick hug, she rushed off to find somewhere to watch the match. Karlee took a few deep breaths as she tried to rid her mind of any negative thoughts. She jumped from foot to foot as she heard the titatron signal they were back from the commercial break.

"Dean, Can you signal me if someone else ends up out there. I really don't want to end up flat on my back tonight." Dean smirked.

"I can promise you I will help you out..." Karlee gave him a small smile before shutting everything out to try and get in the zone.

"But I'm not promising you won't be flat on your back at the end of the night." Karlee's theme music hit and Dean started to walk as Karlee was left standing, her mouth gawking at what he had just said. Mind games were not a good idea just now but as she walked forward to walk out, she felt Dean's hand grip her waist and slowly leave, trailing his finger tips against her leather covered ass. She shivered as she tried to shake the electricity from her system as she stormed down to the stage, ignoring everything around her as she focused on the arrogant ass that was Rosa Mendes. Karlee actually stopped to watch her prance about, flinging her hair form side to side. If she did that any more, her extensions might come out. Karlee watched Dean as he circled the ring, trying to find the best angle to watch the match and to make sure nobody blind sided her.

As soon as that bell rang, Karlee began her beat down. She didn't care if it took twenty men to pull her away, she would teach Rosa a lesson on who not to side with and she would send Sofia a message. After seven clotheslines, she let up a little bit and gave opportunity for Rosa to showcase her move-set. Karlee was a bitch but she wasn't spotlight hogging and as much as she wanted revenge for what they did to Alice, she would get it, but all in good time. Rosa left Karlee staggering and bounced off the ropes, running at her. Karlee took the opportunity and grabbed Rosa's face, bringing her knees up to meet it and landing on her back. Rosa screamed as her body ricocheted back onto the mat and she rolled around in pain. Karlee smirked and wiped the smear of blood from her lips, flinging her head back and sending the wave of her hair to crash over her shoulders. Dean smirked as he slammed his fists onto the mat, cheering Karlee on as she slowly turned to gaze at the ropes. Her hands settled on the top tier and she jumped up with ease, her feet landing inches from her hands. She turned to face the limp body of Rosa and threw her hands in the air, springing with a leap, she turned once, landing perfectly on Rosa's body, all air leaving her chest on impact. Karlee went for the pin.

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It wasn't the most challenging of matches but at least she got her match where as poor Alice didn't. Karlee felt the anger bubble up instantly and she wrenched her hand away from the ref. She stood over Rosa, bending over her and grabbing her hair. Dean threw her a microphone, before taking up position of bodyguard. Karlee smirked as she held up Rosa's head by her hair.

"You are very lucky I didn't put you in the same position as Alice. But then again, you weren't the one who attacked her were you?" Rosa shook her head, knowing better than to lie. Karlee slammed her head down again before grabbing her hair again and really getting in her face. Rosa yelped and Karlee knew she could have possibly busted her nose. But she didn't care. Rosa was on the wrong side and she she was damn lucky she was only paying half the price Alice did.

"it was Layla! She blind sided her!" Rosa screamed into the mic. Karlee gasped, shocked to hear her ex best friends name being mentioned. Her and Dean exchanged glances. Worried glances. Karlee immediately leapt out of the ring and ran up the ramp at full speed. If Layla had targeted Alice, there was no saying she wouldn't go for Kaitlyn. Karlee burst into the backstage space and called out for her best friend. She felt relief wash over her as Kaitlyn ran towards her, worry across her features.

"Karl, what's the matter?" She was almost laughing at how scared Karlee seemed. Karlee flung her arms around her pregnant best friend and squeezed.

"We thought Layla might have went after you." Kaitlyn sighed as she held Karlee at arms length.

"Sweetie, I'm fine, although you look like you need stitches." Dean stepped in front of Karlee and grabbed her face, forcefully moving it to the side to get a better look at the cut. Karlee tried not to groan from his dominant actions but she slapped his hand away and scowled at him.

"I'll be alright. I'm going to see Alice, is she okay?" Seth nodded and smiled as he exchanged glances with Kaitlyn. They were both grinning like Cheshire cats and Karlee started to get suspicious. She knew what Kait was capable of. Seth took the envelope out of his back pocket and handed it to Karlee, both hers and Deans name on the front in fancy silver lettering.

"We really did want to get you all together and announce it but we know you guys are busy..." Karlee gasped as she took out the dark reed paper, reading the date out loud.

"YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!" She squealed, jumping and gathering them both in a hug. Kaitlyn was glad to see she was happy, it might give her and Dean something to work towards.

"And I want you as my head bridesmaid." Karlee bit back the tears threatening to spill out of her eyes at the sudden question. She nodded, unable to get the words out as Dean and Seth mumbled something.

"He said yeah too! God this is so much easier than you make it out to be!" Kaitlyn playfully slapped her fiancé in the chest and turned to give Karlee yet another hug.

"Deans the best man if you're wondering. I hope you are both okay with that." Karlee knew she had to agree, it wasn't her wedding. She nodded and tried to ignore how awkward it may be.

"Listen Karl, I really want to stay and talk about wedding stuff but we have a flight in less than an hour. I promise to call you with more information. Sorry this was so rushed." Karlee was fine with it, she knew how much running about they must be doing. She gave Seth a congratulatory hug and almost squeezed Kaitlyn to death as they said their goodbyes. They left, leaving Dean to try and get Karlee back into the real world. He was certainly shocked to see it wouldn't take long.

"I need to go and see Alice." She stated, no emotion in her voice as she spoke to him. The whole wedding idea almost hurt her heart. This should have been them planning some sort of wedding because that was all she had wanted before shit hit the fan. She sighed as she slumped off to the locker room, completely forgetting she was sharing with Dean. Karlee kicked the door open with force, kicking her boots off and when she heard the door click shut, she stripped off her shirt, only to catch sight of Dean's shirtless back in the mirror. She silently cursed. How could she forget he was in there with her too? But it was Karlee. She could use the opportunity to her advantage. She stretched her arms high above her head as she peeled the shirt off and she new Ambrose was watching her muscles flex. She quickly discarded the shirt, looking behind her through her soft curls to see Dean looking straight at her, a murderous glint in her eye as he snarled. She grinned, slipping her thumbs through her belt loops and ever so slowly started to peel them off. Dean was behind her in a flash, his hands over hers as he pressed himself hard into her, his face buried in her hair as she looked the opposite way.

"Your starting something Karlee... And you won't like the end result." She grinned and turned to face him, making sure there was no room for air between their bodies. His fingers dug into her hips as she placed both her dainty little hands onto his chest.

"Aw Dean, Do you think I was trying to tease you?" She purred, making her fingers slowly trace shapes across his bare chest. He growled and pulled her impossibly closer, walking backwards and crashing them both into the wall on the showers.

"You know well fine I can't resist you. And I know what game you're trying to play. You may succeed but I guarantee you won't be able to sit on that pretty little ass of yours for a week." All air left Karlee's body as Dean flicked the cold water switch, soaking her in the freezing water as he jumped back, the smirk dancing across his face. She returned his glare and pulled her trousers down slowly, catching him off guard. She threw the wet trousers at him, soaking him and with a playful laugh, she slammed the door of the cubicle shut and locked it.

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Karlee was certainly quite pleased with herself as she left the shower, a towel wrapped around her body and another one in her hand in an attempt to dry her hair. Dean had left and on inspection of her phone had made sure she could get a lift with Punk and AJ. See, he could be nice when he wanted to. She missed the spark from their little interaction. But it was more of a spark. That was what they had at the beginning, but now it was like a fire, a burning inferno. She could still feel his hands on her hips and smiled slightly when she saw the red fingerprints that sat on her delicate skin. She made sure the door was locked and went to grab her other change of clothes. It was cold and she was glad she had taken her long coat with her.

Karlee let out a murderous yell when she opened her kit bag. Where her change of comfy pants and shirt should have been was an almost empty space. All there was at the bottom of her bag was a matching set of deep red lingerie and a piece of paper that read 'Don't start a game you can't win'. This was too far. Her purse and car keys were gone, as were her hotel keys. All she had was underwear and a fucking coat. She mentally screamed as she looked down to see her comfy slip on trainers were now her pair of towering red stilettos. Was this eve real life. She grabbed her phone and dialled his number in a rage. He picked up almost straight away.

"What the fuck do you think you are playing at?" She yelled into her iPhone. She heard him laugh and all she wanted to do was strangle him.

"I told you not to tease me... Now you have paid the price."

"You do realize I can just go into the women's changing room and get a change of wardrobe." Dean laughed louder.

"I know, but how awkward would it be if your suitcase just happened to disappear. I can play games do darling." He may have been annoying but she still wanted him. She hung up on him. He wanted a show. A show he would get.

Karlee called AJ and cancelled her lift, instead opting for a taxi. Karlee let her hair dry naturally and left the natural waves to do what they wanted. She slicked on a layer of red lippy and grabbed her shoes. Time to go cause havoc.

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Dean wasn't even in his hotel room. Or at least he wasn't answering. So instead, she had to go all the way to reception and request a spare key. AJ passed her and after a quick explanation of the nights events, she gave her a pat on the back and wished her luck. Karlee was grateful. She would need it but first, she had to get into her room and go to sleep. As she walked up the steps and along the corridor to her room, she suddenly felt how cold her body was underneath her jacket. The buttons came all the way up to the neck and she was not letting anything show. She had slipped her shoes on to walk around the hotel, deciding to ignore the stares that screamed 'slut' and instead walking with confidence in her stride. She was so relieved to reach her door and slip the key into the lock that she let out a mixture of a squeal of delight and a groan of relief. She slammed the door shut and flicked the dimmer lights onto a low setting, just letting enough light in so she could walk and fall into bed.

"Have fun?" A broken voice spoke. It sounded rough and guttural but Karlee noticed it a mile away. She spun around with the intention to cut his balls off. Karlee stalked slowly over to him, keeping her heels on for added height and intimidation.

"Did I enjoy playing along with a fucking idiot with the brain of a four year old?" she sarcastically asked. Dean stood up from the wicker chair and still managed to tower over her.

"Oh trust me sweetie, no four year old had the thoughts I was having." His voice was low and... throaty. His words made a warm pool of heat sink to the bottom of her belly. He was pissed at her actions from earlier and he was pleased with himself at the end result. She looked fucking smoking and he was certainly going to enjoy himself. He got closer and closer. Karlee found her fingers touching the bottom on his white tank top. Now all she had to do was wait for him to put his foot in it and say something stupid.

But he didn't. Instead, he tangled his fingers in her luscious soft hair and softly yanked her head to the side, taking advantage of her gasp as he claimed her mouth. Her eyes fluttered shut as he worked his magic tongue inside of her mouth. Both his hands went to her hair and hers went to his arms almost pulling them down. He leant his forehead into hers and looked straight into her eyes. For a spit second, he thought she didn't want anything to happen but he knew that look anywhere.

"So is this my punishment for stripping my shirt off?" She whispered as his hands went to her hips, his eyes focused on her hips.

"I haven't even started." He walked her backwards until her knees hit the bottom of her bed. She grabbed his shoulders as she felt herself falling. Dean admired how weak she had went all of a sudden. He had broken her hard ass shield. He untied the satin black belt from her jacket and put it around his shoulders as he worked on the buttons. Inch by inch, the body he loved and sought after came back to him. The pretty tattooed flesh was revealed, button by button and by the time he had got to the last button, Karlee was a melting pool of flesh. He put the thick belt around her back and held onto both ends, ever so slowly pushing her back but keeping hold of the belt. As his lips started to reach hers, she went further and further back until her shoulders were on the bed, her body slowly elevating so that her crotch was firmly pressed against his, her feet dangling off the bed of the bed.

"Now, looks who's in the compromising position now?" Dean teased as Karlee writhed around in need. They both knew he could do things to her that could make her scream and if he was coming away from the night with one thing, it was a noise complaint. He let the belt go and she fell too the bed with a bump. She took advantage of the freedom and crawled up the bed, laying on the pillows as Dean kicked his boots off, slowly followed by his trousers. Funnily enough he kept his tank on. She grabbed him, climbing on top of him and put her hands under his top as she trailed her hand over his perfectly formed muscles, savouring every moment, knowing this could the beginning of the end for both of them. She yanked the shit from his body and he groaned as he took the ripped garment from his body. His strong calloused hands danced down her body and landed firmly on her ass, just where they both liked them as she dove in for a kiss. It was fiery. It was passionate. Her hot mouth sank lower, trailing over his chest. He wanted to grab her hair stop her and take her right there and then but he had to control himself. He had to will himself to be patient. Her hand found his boxers and her two fingers slipped into the waistband with a lick of her lips. He groaned as she watched her eyes light up. His head slammed back into the soft pillows as she took him in her mouth. She was talented but had nothing on him. As her head continued to bob up and down, his hands knotted above his head, trying his hardest not to yell for her to stop and get her pert little ass up from the bottom of the bed. He softly pulled her up, her eyes glinting with fire and passion as she kneeled in front of him. He got up beside her, trailing his finger over her cheek and getting closer and closer to her face. Karlee's breathing heated up as he flipped position, Dean between her legs as she mewed softly, unable to control herself. Dean kissed down from her neck to her stomach, nipping, getting ever so more painful the lower he got. Karlee tugged on his har, her back arching as she struggled to control her breathing.

"Dean, Just take me. Now." Her voice was interrupted and desperate. He ever so slowly teased her panties down her thighs and over her knees. He threw them at her and she scowled, throwing them back. They landed on is shoulder but he just shrugged them off with a lopsided grin. He licked his lips as his hands settled on her knees, pushing them further apart. Karee let out a yelp as his togue met her flesh. She had waited for so long for this and it felt surreal. Nails dug into the bedsheets as pressure started to build up in her stomach and her teeth clench in anticipation. But it never came. Instead, Dean kneeled above her, a torturous grin on his face. She wanted to kick his teeth in.

He attacked her mouth and she skillfully managed to twist her arms under her back to unclasp her bra, slinking it off and wrapping it around the back of his neck. She broke the kiss and looked deep into his eyes.

"Don't you ever do that to me again, you son of a bitch." Dean let out a snicker.

"Don't you worry sweetheart. I'll make it up to you."

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Before half of you threaten to kill me, I apologize about no updates. I have had no interent. I apologize for not having done ANYTHING...but! The final book to the 'Protecting Them' will be coming out this winter and there may or may not be a starter on my profile...

Please review and let me know what you think. I did make this a longer chapter for you guys!

Amanda Xo