10. Parker
PARKER
W ell, well. What a pleasant surprise.
One of Vicente’s leading vendors for his smuggling business wanted to have lunch. Not terribly out of the ordinary, considering I ran the thieves. An idea started forming in my mind as I debated how to respond to his text.
“See, this is why I hate staying with you.” Mia walked out of the bedroom, dressed in the same clothes she was in yesterday. I guess I could have collected some of her things from Grey’s, but I didn’t want to disturb the lovebirds.
I also didn’t fancy getting sucker-punched again. I doubt the bastard would wait for me to tell him Mia wasn’t the reason Vicente took Little Love.
“Why? Because I’m not a dick on tap for you to ride?” I read Snowman’s message over again.
Snowman: Dinner at my place?
His estate was practically a museum for the rich pricks of Costa Rica. Right on the coast, in the elite part of the tourism district.
Mia gagged. “I’ve never wanted your dick.
Grey’s was okay. But I find I much prefer the sweeter things in life.
” Sometime after her romp with my brother, she decided she preferred women.
I had been waiting for the right time to taunt Grey about driving her to the other sex, but now wasn’t that time.
“What I meant was, you’re terrible company.
You’re on your phone constantly when I stay with you. ”
“Amorette didn’t have any complaints when she stayed here,” I murmured.
Park: 7 sharp. I’m bringing a plus one.
“Who? Oh, the adopted sister?” She snickered.
“Why is she even here? You four have never trusted anyone to be in your collective inner circle. I can’t even remember the last time the four of you were in the same room together.
” Mia tapped her bottom lip with her finger.
“The others don’t even trust me, and we grew up together. ”
“Mia,” I glanced up with a smirk, “are you jealous?”
“No.” She straightened her spine, offended. “I’m just pointing out that this is strange for you four.”
I shrugged. This wasn’t for her to understand. Little Love brought something to the compound that had never been here. Amusement. She made things interesting with how Grey lost his head over her, and Lafe was now breaking all his rules.
She sighed. “Fine, I’ll butt out. On to more important matters, I want to start working on who this mysterious party is.”
Now that caught my attention. “Yes, tell me more about this mysterious party. Is this a new gang on the street?” Mia wouldn’t have shared all her information in front of Andre. As much as he didn’t trust her, she returned the favor.
“I’m not sure.” She twisted her lips to the side. “This mystery party is no more than a ghost. If it wasn’t for my excellent skills at reading people—”
“You’re welcome for that.”
“—Then I wouldn’t have even known something was going on. I’m going to look into it more.”
A new player made sense. Why else would a man try and take out Grey? Of course, we could never rule out Vicente as the mastermind. He was too twisted, enjoying how people acted and reacted. Exciting things were happening lately.
“Let me know what you find,” I said absently as I went back to my phone.
Park: Where are you?
Grey: My apartment. Going for a workout later.
Mia rolled her eyes when I glanced at her. I was surprised she was still sitting here.
“I’ll take that as my cue to go.”
I grinned. “Don’t let the door hit you on the ass on the way out. And don’t go by Grey’s. I don’t think he’d take it very well if you tried to steal our Little Love.”
She shook her head in disbelief. “You all have lost your minds. Absolutely gonzo.” Then she tilted her head. “Is she beautiful? It’s been a while since I’ve had a good hookup.”
“Sorry, you won’t be meeting her. And I’m sure as much as Grey is fond of you, he’d tear out your heart if you made a move.” I laughed. Maybe I should take her to meet Amorette. It would be fun.
I headed to my room to take a shower, and by the time I came out, all traces of Mia were gone.
As my best friend, we didn’t feel the need to put on false pretenses. We were happy to exist as our authentic selves. And truth be told, as much as I trusted some of my top men, Mia was the only one I would bet my life on outside of my brothers.
The history was too deep. She would never betray us.
Whistling, I walked down the hallway to Grey’s. Knocking on the door, I stepped back and waited. Now that Mia was safe, and Amorette was safe, all was right in the world.
I was just glad to be rid of that dark fucking rain cloud that had been hovering over my head for days.
When no one came, I knocked again. Louder this time. More obnoxious.
“Grey! You can’t hide. You already texted me that you’re in there!” I called through the door.
Another minute passed, then a flushed Grey answered the door, his dick at attention under his towel.
“Did I interrupt? My apologies.” I grinned and stepped through the door as he moved back.
“Motherfucker,” he grumbled. After he shut and locked it, he left me standing there as he stalked back through the apartment like hell was on his ass.
Strolling through, because I wasn’t in a hurry, I froze when I hit the living room. The kitchen and living room were empty. Where the hell did he go?
He did have an erect dick…
Then the rhythmic banging started up. Grey’s headboard was having a hell of a time, and look, he left his bedroom door cracked.
Sex had always been a fun recreational activity. And if I could piss someone off while doing it, even better.
The thought of big, bad Grey railing our sweet little love, well, that was too compelling to sit on the couch and wait like a good boy.
I stepped up to the crack, peering in. I could barely make out their calves. So what did I do? I opened the door.
Heat engulfed me from the bottom of my feet to the tips of my fingers, ending with the hair on my scalp. Thank fuck, Grey kept his doors oiled. It hadn’t made nary a sound.
I stepped into the room, crossed my arms, and leaned back against the door.
My brothers getting their rocks off had never done it for me.
But the size difference between Grey and Amorette, as he had her on all fours in front of him while gripping her petite but round ass while pounding into her…
that was a sight to see. The span of his hands nearly swallowed up her entire cheeks. And look, I had the profile view.
Perfect.
Her face was turned away from me, but all that lush dark hair was draped across her slender back. Her skin was just as pink as Grey’s face, scattered with little drops of sweat. One drop, in particular, rolled down her spine, and I wanted to lick it.
Her sweet gasps and moans complimented Grey’s guttural groans perfectly. I had to give it to my brother, they did sex well together. The tempo of her noises increased as his pace became erratic.
“I want—” She tried to push up, but he slammed a hand on her upper back to keep her pinned to the bed. He gave her ass a smack with his other hand, never faltering for a moment.
“This way,” he growled, and it tapered off into a deep grunt.
“Fucking hell, Grey!” She struggled against him, and when he moved his hands over her petite body, his red handprint glowed on her pale ass.
Little Love just managed to turn her head my way, and her eyes widened. Her mouth then became a perfect little ‘o’.
I grinned, biting my lip.
“Park—” she started, but Grey smacked her ass again and grabbed the meat of it to pull her into his thrusts. Her eyes rolled back, and a long, decadent moan filled the air.
My cock throbbed as her hair stuck to her face and her body twitched. A sure sign of a woman well-satisfied. I ached to take mine out and stroke it. It wouldn’t take much.
Two pumps. Maybe three.
Then Grey was going so hard, I thought he was going to slam her head into the headboard. Just when I was about to step forward, he followed after her, tossing his head back.
I couldn’t keep the absurd grin from splitting my face. I was so glad I decided now was the time to come here. Over the years, I wanted to be the one others watched. There was something thrilling about it, and I thrived on the ecstasy of it.
However, watching them was just as–if not arguably more–hot than anything I’d ever experienced. And that she came when her gaze collided with mine. Mmm.
Little Love opened her eyes, alarm sinking back into their depths. Shit, I hummed out loud. It didn’t matter. She knew I was here.
Her gaze dropped to my own massive tent, and somehow, the impossibly wide grin grew even broader. Grey just ignored me as he started to lazily pump inside of her. The bastard was still half hard.
She scrambled forward in a burst of energy, grappling for the sheet to cover herself. Grey stayed still in his shock, and to be fair, I was also frozen.
The glimpse of her beautiful, tiny, yet curvy body was hell on my erection. It would be up for at least another ten minutes.
Once she was covered, Grey backed off the bed, his half-hard dick swinging.
I balked.
“You took her raw?” We never fucked anyone raw. Ever. The last thing we needed was little minis running around when it took all our energy to keep ourselves out of trouble. Not that Grey or I tried very hard. Trouble was so much more fun.
He barely glanced at me as he reached for the discarded towel on the floor and wiped away the clear cream coating his now softening dick. I didn’t really need an answer; it was there for everyone in the room to see.
“What the hell are you doing in here?” Amorette screeched, and I plugged a finger in my ear.
“Ow. I’m glad that’s not the pitch of your screams of pleasure. That would have been a turn-off, Little Love.”
Grey snickered but didn’t respond. He was too busy getting his shorts on for his workout, although it looked like he’d already had a great one.
“Get out!” she screeched again, tossing a pillow at my head.
“If you wanted privacy, you shouldn’t have left the door open.” I adjusted my pants. Hell, my dick was sensitive, rubbing against the denim like that.
Her anger turned to Grey, who glared at me. “I thought I shut the door, but he wasn’t going to stop knocking, and I wasn’t going to stop fucking you. Anyway, it’s not like you haven’t seen him fucking.”
“Oh, is that so?” I was fucking delighted. What a fantastic turn to the conversation.
Little Love flushed an even deeper red, then covered her face.
“The club. We were standing at the glass by the conference rooms when you bent the girl over.” Now that he was dressed, he walked on his knees to where Amorette was propped against the headboard. He tried to pry the sheet from her face, but she wouldn’t budge. He frowned down at her.
“Well, then I feel extra validated for being here.” I peeked down at my aching cock. “I came to get you for a job, Little Love. Only it appears I need a cold shower.” Then a smile tipped one side of my mouth. “Unless you’d like to help me take care of it?”
Her instant refusals were overshadowed by Grey’s swift bark of, “No!”
My smile dropped.
“Be happy you got to see that much,” he said, managing to get the sheet down. She was still embarrassed to hell and back, but she looked up at him with a mixture of desire, anger, and frustration.
“Did you invite him on purpose?” she accused.
What an interesting thought.
“No,” he answered like that was a ridiculous question. “That was just a taunt to get you hotter, mamí. ”
And wasn’t that curious. I’d have to find out more about that later.
“All right, lovebirds. I need to go take care of this.” I waved at my dick. “Thanks for the material. Little Love, I’ll return to get you in a couple of hours. Get pretty, we’re going to dinner with an associate of mine.”
Grey whipped his head my way. “Hell no. Not while Vicente is watching us.”
“Not an issue.” Not much of an issue, but I also knew he was plucking away at my men. “Mia’s back. Taking Amorette wasn’t because of Mia. I’ll make sure to take men with me. Nevertheless, on the off chance this was some twisted joke, we need to carry on as usual.” I turned toward the door.
“I’m going too.”
“Sorry, big brother,” I called over my shoulder as I walked through the apartment. “You’re not invited. I’m meeting with the Snowman.”
He groaned and started speaking to Amorette in a low voice.
Shit, too bad we were at the compound. I really could use some help with this…issue.