Page 88 of Rebel

She’s pissed.

Sitting up, I groan as she slides farther down my cock, her tight, wet heat gripping me so well, I know I’ve found paradise in her body. “I won this one time, pretty girl. Don’t worry, I plan on losing to you for the rest of my life,” I promise as I kiss her, softening the blow.

She kisses me back, her hands gripping my shoulders as we start to move. We fall into an easy rhythm, like our bodies were made to be locked together. Her softness rubs against my hardness as I hold her tight, never wanting to let go.

Dropping one of my hands to her plump ass, I urge her on, rocking us together as our lips meet. Pleasure rolls through me so hard, my balls tighten, ready to spill, and I’ve barely been inside her. She just feels that fucking good.

It’s never been this good.

Beck Danvers is my goddamn heaven. I might be a sinner, but I’m begging at the doors for her to let me in, and when she does, I’ll never leave. I don’t deserve her, but I don’t care. She’s mine. I’ll spend my life worshipping her body, showing her how good I can be to her.

For years, my body belonged to this industry, but tonight, I reclaim it with her . . . for her.

She whimpers, and Trav stirs.

Pressing my hand to her mouth, I narrow my gaze. Her sounds are all mine now. I won. Now, I want my reward, which means keeping my brothers asleep.

“Shh, quiet, baby,” I demand as she writhes on me.

“I can’t,” she whispers, biting my hand.

Pride surges through me, so I roll us, putting us farther away from our friends. My cock slips deeper into her slick cunt before I pull out and flip her. I push her head into the pillow as I lift her hips and slam into her. I grip her throat as I roll my hips. “Then scream into that, baby, and make as much noise as you want while I fuck you.”

She does just that, her muffled cries reaching me as I lean back and hammer into her perfect cunt. My eyes drop to where our bodies are joined, and I watch my hard length drip with her cream as her hole stretches around me. Her hip dents under my fingers, and I grip her slender neck in my other hand as I ram into her, taking her hard and fast.

What started as a game will end with a promise of forever.

Her muffled whimpers and screams drive me crazy, so I can’t hold back. I slam into her tight channel, taking her hard and fast, knowing she will bruise from my grip, and the idea of leaving that possessive claim on her only seems to wind me up more, until my heart beats so hard it feels like it will explode from my chest.

Pleasure races through my veins, and when she screams, clenching around me, she takes me with her. I bite into my hand, tasting blood as I groan, my release spilling inside my girl. Dragging her back with my other hand, I force my cock as deep inside her as I can, filling her with my release as she flutters around me.

The never-ending pleasure has my eyes crossing, and when I can finally breathe again, I release my teeth from my skin as I slide from her body. She rolls over, groaning as she peers at me.

My heart hammers and my legs shake as I lift my hand to brush some sweaty strands of hair from her face.

“Good morning.” I grin lazily as she shoots me a glare, but her lips are smiling.

“Morning.”

FORTY-ONE

Chase falls back to sleep a little while later, but I’m unable to, not while I’m being held in their arms.

They came for me, and more than that, Kolton outed his trauma to keep me out of jail. They came for me, and then they held me all night to prove they were here, at my side, defending me, even when the world stood against me.

The house is quiet, and my thundering heartbeat is too loud in the silence. They were willing to do everything for me, even give up their dreams, their future. Someone willing to do that wouldn’t hurt my sister, would they?

What if it wasn’t them?

What if it was someone else?

What if they are innocent, and the truth will implode their lives? It will ruin them, destroy them, and now, I understand how foolish I have been. Blind revenge isn’t smart. It’s really fucking dumb.

I need all the facts before I conduct my revenge.

That leaves me reeling, even as their hands hold me down to Earth. I’m so tangled inside, I can’t even pull my feelings apart. I want them, I like them, I hate them, and I want them dead. I can’t even tell anymore. It’s all jumbled and leaves me gasping.

I slip out of the bed and quickly put on some shorts and a top before heading downstairs and outside. I put my headphones on and start to work out using their equipment. I haven’t done it in a while, but when I was younger, working out was my escape, along with singing, and I use it now. The push and pull of my body and the burn of my muscles drowns out everything else until I’m coated in a sheen of sweat.

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