Page 44 of Wicked Revenge

“Come on, Raena. Tell these two asshats to fuck off and run away with me. I am begging you here.” Maddox pleads with her, a shit-eating grin on his face and his hands covering his heart.

Raena just laughs, clearly already figuring out he has a couple screws loose in his head.

“Oh, you’d have to fight ‘big daddy’ and ‘pretty boy’ over there if you want her to yourself, ‘little psycho’,” Ella chimes in laughing. We all can’t help but laugh, too.

Her nicknames for them are a little too accurate. Alek definitely has the whole ‘big daddy’ thing going for him, and Maddox is batshit crazy.

We settle into a comfortable silence as we watch Alek continue to feed Raena, whispering praise to her as she takes the food from him like a baby bird.

“That’s it, Baby Girl. Just a little more.”

It's different, watching him act like this. He has always been a natural caregiver, but I’ve never seen him hand feed a woman before.

There is absolutely no reason this exchange between them should be this erotic. I have to reach below the table to discreetly adjust so I don’t pop a tent at the kitchen table with guests over.

Get your shit together! I mentally scold myself for acting like a prepubescent teenager who can’t control his dick around the general public.

“Um, hi. If he’s done force feeding you now, is there somewhere private we can go? I brought you some clothes, and I need to talk to you, Rae,” Ella asks once Raena has had enough and pushes his hand away.

Raena looks around the table, silently asking where they can go. This is her house now. She can go wherever the fuck she wants, as long as she doesn’t leave this house without one of us.

I don’t say that though. I have a feeling she isn’t ready to come to terms with the reality of what I meant when I said she was ours. That can wait until later, when I have her tied to my bed and she can’t get away.

“You can use any room you’d like, Angel.”

“Thank you.” She pauses a moment to look at Alek before leaning down and kissing his cheek.

It’s his turn to blush now, and it’s outright comical to watch him getting flustered like a schoolgirl.

Before she gets up, she leans in next to his ear and whispers loud enough for me to hear, “Thanks for breakfast, Daddy.” I watch as his face turns even darker.

Fuck. This girl is dangerous.

Chapter 26

“This house is fucking insane,” Ella whispers, looping her arm through mine as we walk back into the living room.

She grabs the duffle bag off the table before we head up stairs. I know they said any room was fine, but I’m more comfortable in the room I slept in with them.

“I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s gorgeous, isn’t it? I haven’t been outside but the view from the window up here is like a fairytale scene,” I tell her, moving down the hall and into the bedroom I came from earlier.

I’m assuming it’s Alek’s room since he brought me in last night and the size of the hoodie I stole from the closet appears to be his size, which is fucking huge. He makes me feel so… small.

Ella walks around the room, taking in every sleek detail and feature before stepping into the bathroom.

“Holy fucking shit,” she gasps, and I know the feeling. That bathroom is fancy as hell and I’m 90 percent positive I’m going to fuck something up in there.

“I know, ain’t it ridiculous,” I say laughing.

“Can I move in? I’ll just live in this bathroom,” she asks playfully.

“Right? That shower is huge. It fit all four of us in it last night,” and as soon as the words leave my lips, I’m internally slapping myself for opening my mouth.

“Back. The. Fuck. Up.” Her eyes are as big as saucers as she animates her words with her hands. “The four of you? In the shower? I need details. Right the fuck now.”

“Ella!” I shout, “Stop it. Nothing happened. Not really.”

“Come on. You gotta give me something. Big Daddy has got to be packing at least a foot long,” she pleads, with puppy dog eyes and a big ass grin.

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