Chapter 13
Dove
Ilaugh so loudly I snort.
“Shh.” River chuckles as well. We’re creeping back into Kasen’s house, trying not to be noticed by the oversized grump.
It’s late, like we closed the bar down and had to catch a ride home with River’s bouncer because we both had a few too many drinks while cleaning up for the night.
Well, I think me more than him, but if I thought he was playful before, River after a few beverages is just plain naughty, and I’m here for it.
River smirks at me all flirty, and a thrill runs right through my body.
He’s been doing that all night, and as much as I try, I can’t help the butterflies he sets off in my body.
He’s charming, cool, refreshingly honest about his feelings, and just…
just so much fun. No one has made me feel this light in so damn long.
“I’ll get you water. Every good barman knows water is very important.
” He laughs as he takes my hand, and we move through to the dark kitchen.
He takes two glasses and fills them to the top with fresh cold water from the fridge.
I lean into the kitchen bench as I drink mine down, knowing how badly I need it.
I let tonight get out of hand. River is dangerous for me, and I should keep my distance, but he’s hard to resist. Impossible, actually.
When I catch him watching me, I grin back at him, loving his attention. “Working for you is alright, I guess.”
His head tilts with that stupid smirk he does so well. “You want a job for real?”
I shrug like it’s no big deal and I don’t care either way. I had fun tonight. It might have been work, but it was honest and the other staff are nice. It’s the best night I have had in so damn long. I’m not going to ask him for a job, but if he begs me, I wouldn’t say no.
“What?” He grins back at me, the low light coming through from the window illuminating his handsome face.
Yeah, this man is gorgeous, but it’s more than that.
It’s a familiarity, a comfort we share that has me staying in the kitchen with him when I know I should be escaping back to my room to sleep off what could be terrible choices.
“Nothing,” I mutter, grinning to myself as I polish off my water.
I move to place it in the sink, not quite sure what to do next.
I know what I want to do—jump his bones.
But that’s a terrible idea my half-buzzed brain has come up with.
When his hand comes to my hip firmly, I don’t move away like I should.
I let him hold me because as much as I will never admit it to him, it’s what I need. He’s everything I need.
“It’s never been nothing with you, baby, you know that, right?
” His whispered words send goosebumps over my arms. I shouldn’t want him to say sweet things to me.
I might be bitter, twisted, and broken, but I’m still a girl just wanting one of my teenage crushes to want me back. Is it really such a crime?
I press my ass back into his body, his warmth surrounding me. Like the sun, if I bask in it too long, I know I’ll get burnt, but I need more. Something to take away this emptiness that’s consuming me.
His fingers run up my body, over my stomach, and up to my tits.
He cups one of them, squeezing playfully.
The way he inhales when he does it sends a flush of heat through my body and moisture to my needy pussy.
Damn, he’s hardly even touching me and I’m about ready to combust. I shouldn’t be this desperate.
I moan softly, pressing my chest forward into his hands.
I bet he knows how to fuck, like really fuck a girl into submission.
I could get my toes wet and test him out.
What harm would it really do? Piss off Kasen in the process.
Good, he deserves it for claiming I’m his like a caveman.
I shift in River’s arms so I’m facing him, gazing up into his eyes.
“Maybe we should take this back to your room?” My voice is confident even though my insides have turned to jelly.
His fingers tangle into my hair and he grips me close, the way he’s looking at me sending my heart into overdrive. “You read my thoughts, baby.” He tilts his face just so, his hand tangling in my hair, pulling me the rest of the way to his lips.
And fuck, when he kisses me it’s like he’s taking possession of my entire body.
My mouth opens for him, his tongue driving its way in.
He tastes of sin, whiskey, and salt, and man, it’s one intoxicating combination.
I can’t move much with the grip he’s got on me, but I kiss him back just as ferociously, letting every rough stroke of his tongue bring me back to life in the best way possible.
One of his hands cups my ass, lifting me so I’m pressed into the bench.
So much for taking this back to his room.
He’s going to screw me right here in the kitchen, and I’m here for it.
My hand slips under his shirt, stroking over his chiseled chest before I trail a finger over his Adonis belt.
He shudders, kissing me harder. Dragging my shirt over my head, he tosses it on the floor with a cheeky grin that lights up my insides.
“I’m going to devour you, baby.” His hands move to my shorts, flicking open the button in one quick move.
“Stop talking and do it,” I tease, lying back on the bench for him. He takes a couple of handfuls of my ass, dragging me to the edge before hooking his thumbs in my panties and maneuvering them down my legs, pocketing them with a cheeky grin when he has me bare.
Fuck, I can’t believe I’m about to do this.
My heart races like crazy, not sure if I should turn and run for it, but then he kisses the inside of my thigh, just above my pussy, and I know there is no running from this.
I widen my legs for him, wanting him to see me.
The hiss of appreciation that comes from his lips sends fresh arousal straight to my pussy. I’m dripping for him.
He drops his head lower, and I shiver when his tongue flicks over my clit. Burning heat ignites through my body in a way I have never felt before. He knows exactly what to do, his skilled tongue working its magic as he licks my most sensitive parts.
“Yes,” I whimper, wanting more.
His chuckle vibrates through my pussy as he laps me up.
His hands come to either side of my thighs, pinning me open for him, a filthy expression on his face as he studies me.
“Fuck, you have a pretty pussy,” he rumbles before dipping his face between my legs again, exploring every part of me with his tongue before sinking two thick fingers deep inside of me.
“Fuck.” My back arches off the bench, the way he twists his fingers combined with the circling of his tongue on my clit turning me into a desperate, needy mess for him. “More, Riv. Please. I need you to make it hurt.”
A light flicks on behind us, flooding the kitchen.
I jump in shock, blinking a few times trying to adjust to the light.
My groggy brain takes longer than it should to get with the program.
I wish I hadn’t bothered to open my eyes when I see who’s interrupting our fun.
Kasen and Slater stand there all grumpy and obnoxious.
Their messed-up clothes and scowls ruin my mood and kill my libido immediately.
Kasen’s eyes lock with mine, a darkness in them that sends a chill over my mostly naked body.
It’s not jealousy like I expected, though. It’s hunger.
And in the strangest way it has me frozen staring back at him. He tilts his head, assessing the spot where River’s fingers are sunk deep inside of me, a growl coming from him. Damn.
Slater’s reaction is much the same. His eyes are hooded, assessing every detail of our tangled bodies, the expression on his face sinful. Like I can almost imagine all the dirty depraved things he wants to do to me, just with that flicker in his eyes.
River pulls his fingers free. His mates’ interruption hasn’t wiped the cheeky smirk off his face, though.
It’s the strangest thing but he doesn’t look worried at all.
It might be my inebriated brain or something, but shouldn’t he be shitting himself right about now since Kasen made his claim on me?
He moves to stand in front of me, covering up my nakedness.
“Did you boys just get in? We just got back from the bar,” River says calmly.
“We need to talk,” Kasen snarls out eventually, and I know instantly this is not going to be a good talk because that snarl was directed at me.
River hands me my shirt, and I throw it on. “We’ll finish this later, baby.” He kisses me quickly, helping me off the bench.
Bodhi slams a phone down on the kitchen bench in front of me, and the sight of the metallic-silver case makes me immediately want to puke.
The color drains from my face, and I take hold of the bench to stop from going over.
Where the hell did he get that? “What is this?” he demands his voice cool as ice.
I stand ready to face them. “A phone,” I snip, trying not to show how much the sight of that particular phone affects me.
I left that life behind. They were never supposed to know about any of it.
They can’t know about any of it. It was one thing to live that life, but for them to know what I was doing? Nope, this isn’t happening.
Kasen is beside him, arms folded in that domineering asshole way he does so well.
Maybe I had that earlier look all wrong because I already know by the furious look in his eyes, they cracked my code and know exactly what’s on there.
Recorded videos of me doing all sorts of naughty things.
Acts men paid thousands to watch. A stupid part of me thought when I ran and left all of it behind, I would never have to face what I did.
That I could go on with my new life and forget.
“If it’s just a random phone, why do you suddenly look so pale, birdie? ”