Page 26 of Deviant Bastards

“We were actually hoping that you’d like to have dinner with us,” Dayton says as he props himself up a little more. Gryffin’s breathing has evened out beside me, causing Dayton to chuckle. “Once this fucker wakes up, of course,” he amends.

“Yeah, okay,” I say with a nod.

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BARKER

Listening to her scream was one of the hottest damn things I’ve ever heard in my life. I planned on coming up here and apologising to her because I’ve come to the realisation that I don’t want to be without my Little Brawler. Watching her in Ric’s office had me hard as fucking steel, and I was jealous that she decided to fuck Gryffin. I mean, of course, I was, but I’m hoping that she will let me make it up to her nonetheless.

She nods her head in response to Gadge’s question about having dinner with us later. Ric is determined to show her that she’s ours as much as we’re hers. I just hope that once we talk to her, she’ll decide that she wants to stay with us. It will suck if she doesn’t feel the same, but we totally get it. She also has the little one to think of. I never really saw myself having kids, not in this line of work, it’s too damn dangerous. But after finding out that Harley has a little mini-me out there, I can’t wait to spoil her. Plus, it’s gonna be kinda fun having someone to help me play pranks on the guys.

“We’ll meet you downstairs in a bit,” Gadge says as he climbs off of her bed. My gaze lingers on her a little longer, not wanting to move.

“We’re good, Barker. But I meant what I said in Ric’s office; next time, I’ll chop your fucking balls off and feed them to you,” she threatens, and I lean down to nip her lip before plunging my tongue into her mouth. She moans, and I pull back slightly, relishing in the little mewl that comes from her.

“Damn, my dick is hard again. Thanks, Little Brawler. Now, I gotta sit through dinner with those fuckers hard as steel,” I chuckle at her and wink as I leave the room.

I head into my room and strip out of my clothes as I walk buck naked to the shower. I turn the water on and immediately step under the spray, not waiting for it to heat up. I need to take care of this hard-on before I go back downstairs. I need a clear head for the conversation that we need to have with Harley.

Just thinking about my girl has my dick twitching, begging for release. I imagine her pretty, pink lips wrapped around my length as I stroke myself hard and fast. I think of the way her pouty lips would suck me deep into her mouth, and I come hard. My breathing comes out in ragged puffs.Damn, I need another shower;a hot one this time because it seems my dick has decided it wants to be buried inside my Little Brawler, again.

After a long shower, I pull on a pair of grey joggers and head downstairs to help Ric finish setting up.

“You took your damn sweet time,” he all but snaps at me when I walk into the kitchen,

“Aaaaandyou’re a grumpy fucker, but do you see me complaining?” I flip him the finger as I roll my eyes.

“Just finish setting the damn table, and why the fuck aren’t you dressed up?”

I look at him and shrug. “Didn’t think it would be an issue... Boss,” I tack on at the end because I love winding Ric up; always have, and probably, always will. He throws a towel at me, which I manage to dodge as I stick my tongue out at him. “Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me,” I sing as I pucker my lips. An oof escapes me as the fucker elbows me in the stomach. “Dick,” I choke out with a cough.

“Now, now, children. There will be no fighting at the table,” Gadge chuckles as he enters the room. Ric glares at him but doesn’t say anything as his eyes focus on Gryffin trailing in behind him.

“Do you think she will want to go back even after we tell her?” Gryffin asks, changing the subject to what everyone is worried about.

“Part of me says no, but the other half says that she has to. For the sake of her little girl,” Gadge reasons, and even though it makes sense, we are all praying for the opposite. A rhythmic thumping on the stairs pulls all of our attention to the woman in question as she comes into view.

Well shit, she looks good enough to eat.Her hair is piled high on her head in a bun-type thingy or whatever the fuck it’s called. She’s put on a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a cropped hoodie that has a dagger with dark coloured flowers behind the blade. It’s then that I realise that it’s the drawing Gadge was working on last week. I look at him, lifting my brows in a silent question. He shrugs his shoulders like it’s no big deal.

“Nice hoodie,” Ric says as he finally finds his tongue. It’s funny how one woman can bring us all to our knees and have us lost for words. Harley blushes under the heat of his stare, and I can tell that Ric’s thinking the same thing as I am.Yeah, it’s a nice top, but it would be even nicer laying on the floor.I shake myself out of my sex filled haze and finish sorting the table.

* * *

KENDRIC

All through dinner, everyone is quiet. Each of us lost in our own thoughts, no doubt. I know what I want her to know, but I’m just not sure how to say it. I’m as subtle as a bull in a china shop, but I don’t want to scare Harley away. I know that we all feel something for her. Hell, I’ve seen the way that the guys are around her, and I now know that she has slept with two out of four of us.

The idea of sharing a woman was always a foreign concept to me. But now, with her here beside all of us, I’m not sure I could keep her away from the guys. It all depends on how my green-eyed monster reacts to seeing herwiththem. But I’m getting ahead of myself; she has to say ‘yes’ first.

“So, what prompted this change?” her voice breaks through the silence as she looks at each of us, waiting to see who speaks first.

“Well, we needed to speak to you,” I start, and her gaze finds mine. I clear my throat, which has suddenly become dry.Holy shit, I don’t want to mess this up.She sits, quiet, waiting for me to continue.

“You’ve been with us for more than a month now, and I don’t think that I can let you go,” I watch as her eyes go wide as saucers, so I hold my hand up. “Not in the sense of you being our prisoner, more like my life would be too dull and dark without your light.”Fuck!I hope that I’m making sense. I look at her and silently plead with her to understand where I’m coming from.

“Harley, I’ve cared for you for a very long time, but forces outside of my control ripped us apart. I grew resentful towards you, especially when you first arrived. But having you around, on a daily basis and in my space, has made me realise that those feelings never went away, no matter how much I try to deny them. I’ve come to the conclusion that I owe you an apology for the way I've been acting. Actually, I owe all of you an apology. I’m sorry I’ve been taking my anger out on all of you this past month,” I say, looking at each of the guys. They all mutter different versions of ‘it’s okay’, so I look to Harley once again.

“I’m so sorry, Harley. Even though you may be a brat, you’re my brat. With that being said, I don’t think I’m the only one with feelings,” I finish, nodding at Barker to say his piece.

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