Page 37 of Buff's Reign

“See you in the morning.” Ire jerked his chin to Hollywood and Maddox to follow him.

“Mason and I will guard your room,” Easton said.

“Good.” I turned toward Bone. “Sorry about earlier.”

“Yeah.” He stalked to his room, and I went into mine.

Nothing more needed to be said. We were brothers, and sometimes we fought over stupid shit.

At the end of the day, we’d have each other’s backs.

I couldn’t sleep lying next to Reign. When I returned to the room, she was passed out and snoring. I’d made a little noise, cleared my throat, and got into bed roughly to see if she’d wake up.

She didn’t.

My girl muttered my name, curling into my side, and it was lights out.

As much as I wanted to ravage her, something told me to let her sleep. By the evidence on her face and body, she’d had a rough time of it with Keg. I wasn’t about to be selfish last night.

But this morning?

At o-dark-thirty, my morning wood needed her sweet pussy.

And I needed breakfast.

I rolled Reign onto her back and went under the sheet. I kissed her warm skin on my way down to her pussy. I wasn’t gentle. She needed to wake up. Need to give me the word I longed to hear:please.

She grumbled and stretched.

“Time to wake up, baby.” I licked around her belly button and played with her bellybutton ring. I assumed she got in at college. She hadn’t had it when she was with me.

“What time is it?” she whispered as she stroked the top of my head. She gave it a push and lifted her pelvis.

“It’s early. Gotta get on the road by noon.”

“Oh.” She spread her legs open. “I want you.”

“I want you too.”

“Sorry that I was asleep when you returned to the room.”

I pulled the sheet off her and crawled back up to her. Reign pursed her lips tight. Morning breath was something she hated. She used to make us brush our teeth as soon as we were up. We could fuck before getting out of bed, just no kissing.

“You don’t have to apologize.” I dropped soft kisses on her lips regardless. She didn’t put up a fight and let me have my way.

“You can take me now.” Her hand glided down my back, over my ass, and she grabbed it firmly.

I wiggled my eyebrows as I moved down to her luscious pussy.

“You look like an excited kid in a candy store.”

“I am.” I licked my lips and dropped my gaze to see her patch of curls. “Reign?” I put my hand on bare skin. “What the hell did you do?” How could she shave all the hair off?

“I know, don’t be angry.”

“Angry? I’m fucking pissed and disappointed. Where are my curls?”

“Is that a real question? I mean, you know how I’m bare there, right?” Her sarcasm didn’t help. “It’s called a Brazillian wax.”

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