Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“You can call out to the front desk if you need anything,” the woman tells me. “I’ll let you get settled.” She closes the door behind her, leaving me and Kai alone.
KAI
“Do you want me to go?” I ask.
Lexy’s expression changes. She’s been in a state ever since we left my parents’ house, and I can make a pretty good guess about what’s on her mind. Everything that happened today, but especially what happened with me.
She blows out a breath. “I’m not sure what’s going on with all of you, exactly.”
“With Thorn, Gage, and me? We all want to fuck you.”
She stares at me. “You talked about it?”
“Don’t need to. I know them.” My literal brother and my brother of the heart, men I’ve known all their lives, or nearly so. It’s not difficult for me to predict how they’ll think and react in most any situation.
I saw how they were with Lexy this afternoon. And so did she.
If she didn’t have those kinds of feelings for them, she wouldn’t be all worked up about it. So I know what I need to say, even though I want to claim her for myself. But I have no right to do that.
“I’m not going to get in your way, Lexy. It’s your call. One of us, all of us, none of us, whatever.”
Her face softens. “Kai …”
I shake my head. “Would I love having you to myself? Yeah. So would Gage. So would Thorn. Any man would be lucky to have you, and we know better than most how special you are. But we’re not going to fight over you.”
Any other man on the planet, I’d fight. But not them.
Relief is plain on her face. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t ever want to come between you. I just … I need time to know how this is all going to work itself out.”
“Take all the time you need.” I hope that means she’ll be taking us all for lots of test drives, because I’m not sure I can survive being around her if she decides to be celibate while she works things out. I’d much rather be sharing her than for all of us to be living in a Lexy-deprived desert. We’ve been there for far too long.
“Thank you.” She smiles. “In that case, would you mind staying?”
My cock jerks. “Happy to stay, but this doesn’t fulfill the wager.”
Lexy laughs. “And why not?”
“Because you’re tired. I want you fully rested for that.”
That gets me an outright giggle, and fuck, everything about her just makes me so damn happy. Every last inch of me. Several hard inches in particular.
“Got it. Just tired sex tonight.” She gives me a sassy grin, and I remind myself that tonight is also not the time to explore fun and games with spanking. Which is a pity.
I shrug off my jacket and toss it aside. “Where do you want me?”
Her expression turns impish. “Naked and on the bed, please.”
“As you wish.” I don't have the patience for a strip tease tonight, so I just shuck everything off and lie down on the bedspread. Lexy stands, hands on hips, staring at me.
I prop myself up on my elbows and quirk an eyebrow. “Problem?”
“Just admiring the view.” Her eyes roam my body, drinking me in. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” My cock jerks, and she smiles. “Hold onto the headboard for me.”
Her wish is my command. This being a fancy resort, there’s an actual headboard, made of antique-looking brass, and I reach up and take hold of two of the bars.
“Perfect. Keep those hands there.” Lexy hurries out of her own clothing, but the sight is still enough to make my cock even harder, especially when she crawls onto the end of the bed and right up between my legs.
I’m expecting her to ride me, cowgirl style, but she sits on my thighs instead, and reaches out to trace my tattoos. “So much ink.” Her fingertips follow the feathers that curl across my chest. “And your arms have more ink than bare skin.”
Her touch is sweet torture, but I'm silent as I take in the glory of her naked body while she's inspecting mine.
“All of the art is gorgeous, but not as impressive as the canvas,” she says, before finally scooting back until her head is over my belly. She smiles down at the beast lying against it, pulsing in invitation. “Mmm,” she says, and literally licks her lips.
She’s killing me. And this is supposed to be all about her, not me. “Lexy …”
“No moving your hands.” She lowers her head and licks right up my shaft, from root to tip.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say in a strangled voice.
“I want to.” She wraps a hand around me as best she can and laps up the precum welling from my slit. I hiss out a harsh breath, but don’t speak. I’m not sure I can anymore.