Chapter 33
Chapter Thirty-Three
ANDIE
I rap my knuckles lightly on the partition that separates the rear galley from the private bedroom in the back of the plane. Taking out his earbuds, Keane sits up in the bed when he sees me standing there.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” he says back.
The plane hits some turbulence, and I grip the doorframe to stop from being bounced around.
“You have a minute?” I ask.
I hate how things have been so tense between us the past few days. I know bickering and fighting are our things, but I miss him.
His eyes fuck me where I stand, so I know everything is going to be okay when he says, “You talking to me now?”
“You going to be a dick about everything?”
“Pretty much.”
We both smile at one another.
“Come here, princess.”
It takes four steps before I’m climbing on the bed and straddling his lap. His hands slide under the skirt of my dress, and he grabs hold of my ass, settling me down over his already hard length. I spear my fingers through his thick, dark brown hair and tilt his head, so our eyes are aligned as I look down at him. His fingers glide up and down my back, and my skin erupts in a shiver of gooseflesh.
“I’m sorry.”
I bend over almost in half so I can snuggle his chest. I love the way he smells. “Me too.”
“We good?”
I give him a chaste kiss, soft and sweet. “More than good,” I assure him.
His hands pause their soothing motion, when I whisper into the cotton of his T-shirt, “It’s finally over.”
Keane’s arms band around me, and he holds me close. So close.
It hasn’t hit me until right now that it really is truly, finally over. No more Max, Alejandro, or Julio. No more secrets. No more revenge. The relief is almost painful.
Keane kisses the top of my head. “I’m so damn proud of you, Andie.”
Confused, I use his chest for purchase and push myself up. “For what?”
He brushes my hair behind my shoulders, and his eyes flit over my face like he’s seeing me for the first time. Maybe he is, in a way.
“For the woman you’ve become.”
Something huge and elemental swells inside my chest. Keane’s proud of me. It means more to me than any declaration of love he could have said. The worry that had been eating at me, fades away.
He strokes the rose tucked safely in my hair. “I remember seeing you a few times with a flower in your hair, but I never understood the significance of it. Mi dulce rosa . It’s what Rafe calls you,” he says in contemplation. “Jax calls you Angel, and Liam calls you bella . Guess I need to up my game and devise something better than princess.”
“How about wife?”
His cock jerks and thickens beneath me, and my pussy clenches in response. He definitely liked hearing me say that.
“Is that what you still want?” he asks, playing with his mother’s rings on my right hand.
I almost started crying when he slipped them on my finger once he got out of the van. I was just so fucking happy that Alejandro hadn’t destroyed them. Once the swelling goes down on my broken finger, I’ll transfer them to where they belong.
I hover my lips directly over his. “I want it all.”
I want everything these men can give me. Every-fucking-thing. Our relationships won’t be easy, but damn, they will be so worth it. Now it’s up to me to make the next move. To grab hold of that future I want with the man beneath me and the three men sitting outside this room.
Movement catches my attention. Rafe is standing in the entryway, watching, a look of contentment on his handsome face. He feels it too. Freedom. A future of open possibilities.
I’m so happy we found each other again. A second chance for first love, I guess you could say. But also, a first chance to build something spectacular with my savage kings.
I watch Rafe’s lips move as he quietly says, “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Keane lifts his head to see who I’m talking to, just as Rafe sends me a wink and pulls the privacy curtain closed.
“He can join us if you want.”
I kiss Keane’s neck, his skin hot against my lips. “Right now, I just want you.” I kiss up his neck, then softly nibble on his earlobe. “Did you know the body has over thirty erogenous zones? Most people have heard of the G-spot, but there’s also an A-spot.”
His hands caress up my thighs, fingers digging into the flesh. “I didn’t know that,” he replies, his voice husky and thick.
“Want to try and find mine?” I whisper, blowing a teasing breath in his ear.
“Hell yes, I do.” He sits up and rends my dress in two right down the middle, unzips his pants, pushes my panties to the side, and impales me on his cock faster than my mind can process what’s happening.
“ Oh, God ,” I moan as his thick girth stretches me. The man’s dick is a monster that wants to rip me in half. So damn good. A full-body shudder overtakes me.
“Missed this pussy. Don’t you ever shut me out of your bed again. We fight, we talk, we get the hell over it.” He drives home every word with a sharp jerk of his hips, his cock slamming into me with punishing brutality. “Got it?”
“ Yes ,” I hiss, the throbbing in my core building rapidly.
I’m flipped over onto my stomach, and Keane re-enters me from behind. My face is smashed into a pillow, and I use it to muffle my scream when he slams forward, going so deep, my vision tunnels. I’m wrenched up onto my spread knees. Keane’s arm holds me to his chest as his thrusts become wilder.
I turn my head and our mouths meet, tongues wild and tangling, our kiss carnal and full of sin. He pushes me forward again, and I reach out to catch myself on the wall at the head of the bed.
“ Keane .”
His hand shoves my bra aside, so he can palm a breast. “Yeah, baby.”
“My birth control shot expired a few days ago.”
Suddenly, I’m tossed on my back, and Keane is hovering over me, a huge, Cheshire smile blinding me.
“Oh yeah?” He thrusts into me once again, then kisses the ever-living hell out of me before saying, “Baby, I’m going to fill you with so much cum, you’ll be pregnant by the time this plane lands.”
I wait in breathless expectation for him to fuck me into oblivion and fulfill that promise, so I’m not prepared for him to loudly shout, “Hey, fuckers! Andie wants us to knock her up!”
I hear a loud commotion outside the room and dissolve into a fit of giggles when Tessa wails, “Oh, hell no! I’m sitting up front with Lochlan with my noise-canceling headphones on.”