Uncaged Obsessions (Uncaged Duet #2)

25. Drew

CHAPTER 25

DREW

W hen we all woke up Caine was gone and none of us knew where he went. I’m a little surprised that he was willing to leave Max, which makes me believe it was something bad. I don’t know what exactly it could be, but the fact that he willingly left her alone, especially with us, is a cause for concern.

Max looked around, and seemed confused as well, but didn’t say anything about it.

“I want to train today,” she states firmly after a sip of her coffee.

“We can train whenever you want, little one. I’ll always work with you.” I wink at her.

“I know you all are always willing to give my body a workout, but I want to actually train today.”

“If he won’t take it seriously, you know I will, baby girl.”

She smirks, bringing her mug up to her lips. “Thanks, daddy.”

Adam groans. “Well not if you say that. If I’m training you, we’re going back to Coach only.”

She hums around the drink. “Thanks, Coach.”

“Never mind. You aren’t allowed to say anything.” He shakes his head and Max just laughs.

I slide up next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into me. “I think you made daddy upset.”

She smiles, looking up at me. “Think I’m going to get in trouble? Coach daddy going to punish me?”

“I think if you keep being a bad girl, he’ll have to.”

“Well, not all of us can be a good boy like you.”

I growl, nuzzling into her neck and sinking my teeth into her skin and she squeals trying to push me away.

“You two are both going to get punished, and I’m not talking about the way you probably want. I’ll make your training so miserable you can’t do anything fun for a week,” Adam threatens, and I don't know why but my dick starts to harden in my shorts at the thought of him punishing us both.

“Call me a good boy again and I’ll add to your punishment, little one,” I say only to Max, and I see the way her cheeks flush, and she tries to hide the way her thighs clamp together slightly.

She takes another sip from her mug instead of saying anything else.

“If you two are done being brats and actually want to go to the gym today, then get ready and let’s go.”

“You heard him. Be a good girl and go get ready to go,” I taunt, and she scowls at me, but takes another gulp from her mug before setting it down and going toward the bedroom.

I can’t help but watch her as she goes, loving the way she glides as she walks. I know it’s from being a dancer a majority of her life. The natural flow she has in all aspects of her life is so enticing. When she walks, when she trains, when she dances. When she fucks.

She’s just perfect and the fact that she’s ours is a miracle in itself. We’ve all done some shitty things in our lives, but somehow still managed to claim her. Even if we don’t deserve her, we’ve stolen her for ourselves and we won’t be giving her back.

Though, she’s no angel either. That only makes her even more perfect in my eyes.

At the gym, we do some warm ups together before running through some of the moves she perfected… before . She needs a little help, but she’s smart and strong and picks it up again quickly.

I start to teach her a new choke when Caine walks in, somehow looking even more pissed off than usual. He looks around until his eyes land on Max, who’s currently on the floor with me. He heads straight toward us, his gaze not straying from her. Not even when he pulls her up from the floor, and despite her protests, slams his mouth onto hers.

She struggles for a second, working hard to push him away before giving in. I just watch the way she melts against him as he invades her mouth. I let it go for several seconds before I get annoyed that he interrupted.

I clear my throat dramatically. “Save some for the rest of us,” I joke.

“Fuck off.” Caine hardly parts from her lips, but she’s pushing him away again.

“You all get to have a turn with me,” Max taunts.

“No. I get the whole thing,” Caine groans, kissing along her neck, and she slaps at him, though he doesn’t move.

“Knock it off,” Max demands. “Or I’m going to practice the new choke Drew was teaching me on you.”

Caine moans, burying his head against her. “Oh please do that, killer. I’d love nothing more than for you to choke me.”

She scoffs, but it turns into a chuckle.

“This doesn’t look like training and I know if you’re at my gym, then that’s what you’re doing,” Adam’s voice calls out, and I smirk without looking back at him.

“You both can get in trouble; I was trying to do what I’m supposed to.” I shrug.

“Yeah, because you’re a good boy.” Max looks pointedly at me.

I jump up and grab her out of Caine’s arms and prepare for a takedown, but she manages to stop me, and I appreciate her effort. I half expect Caine to interrupt our impromptu sparring, but he doesn’t. I move slowly so Max is able to get some practice in, but I don’t let her win.

After a couple minutes, I manage to submit her and she lets out a frustrated groan when she taps.

“Not fair,” she declares.

“One day you’ll beat me, little one.”

She scoffs.

“Probably won’t ever beat me, killer. But I’ll let you take over my body whenever you’d like,” Caine teases and she rolls her eyes.

“Who’s sticking around for classes?” Adam asks, and I look at the time, noticing the first one is in about fifteen minutes, realizing I truly lost track of time.

“I don’t think I have a choice,” I shrug.

“I am,” Max chimes in.

“I think Alexander wanted to spar with me.” Caine shrugs.

“Okay, no fucking around then. We’re here to work. Play time can be at home.”

I wrap an arm around Max. “I intend to have lots of play time with you later.”

I feel the way she shivers against me, and I smile.

“Let’s go,” Adam announces.

Though it’s the last thing I want to do, I part from Max and get focused for the remainder of the day. For some reason I can’t help but notice something is up with Caine. It feels like more than his usual shit but I know he’s not one to talk about it, and I feel like Max senses it too.

If anyone is going to get something out of him, it’s going to be her.