Page 35 of Reaper Razed

It’s not until a hand slides over my stomach and the other slides up to my throat that I feel his front press against my back. My initial reaction is to relax against his touch, but as I feel his hand slide around my cock I grab his wrist.

“What the fuck are you doing, Dane?”

“Morning.” he whispers as he kisses my shoulder, trailing kisses and nibbling along it, squeezing his wrist tighter.

“Dane?” I gasp out. Even though I have his wrist, he still strokes his hand enough to make me shudder. I feel him grin against my shoulder as he kisses along it and up my neck. “Dane!”

“Let me show you what we could be like together.”

“Together?” I laugh. “Dane, we will never be together.”

He squeezes me and ups his pace a little, causing a groan and my grip to relax. I feel him smile against me again as his other hand runs all over my body, causing goosebumps to break out everywhere he touches me. He pumps harder, and he pushes against my back, pushing me forward a little so my other hand pushes into the tiles to stop him from crushing me against them. He starts pumping harder now my grip is totally free, and I groan and relax against his body, looking down to watch his hands all over me. My breath hitches. My heart pounds in my chest, his hand pumps harder, and shit, it feels like heaven.

I screw my eyes closed as I groan my release against the tiles. While I pant and try to regain what little self-respect I have, he lazily kisses my shoulder. I can feel his rigid cock pushed into my ass cheek, but he’s not trying for any more. He slowly runs his hands across my stomach, and as I come down from the high I shouldn’t have had, all I feel is betrayed, betrayed by life that I can never have him.

I push back and turn around. “I can’t do this with you. I just can’t.” I step to the side and go to leave the shower.

He grabs my hand. “What do you have to lose?”

Looking down at his hand around mine, I look back up to his face. “Everything!”

Stepping away, I grab my clothes and disappear into the bedroom.

There’s a knock at the door. Swinging it open, it’s Priest. “Hey, what’s up?”

“She’s ready!”

“Dane, get your ass out here. Ray’s up.”

The bathroom door opens, and the twat scrubs his hair dry with the towel, stark bollock naked! I scrub a hand down my face. “Will you put some fucking clothes on.”

He stops rubbing his hair and glances in our direction, leaning on the door frame. “Oh hey, Priest.” He waves and stalks through the room, grabbing my grey sweats and wife-beater and sliding them on.

“Seriously?”

“What?”

“Under-fucking-wear!”

“She’s my sister. I don't think she’s gonna notice my lack of underwear.” He shoves past me and slings his arm around Priest. “So, how’s it going?” I swear if he wasn’t Ray’s little fucking brother and sexy as hell, he totally wouldn’t be getting away with this shit right now. I seriously need some space.

Ray

When I come out of my room, everyone’s here, well, except Viking. He’s still with Carmen, but there’s Steel, Dozer, Ares, Priest, Tank, Blade, Dice, Bran and Dane.

Dane stalks over to me and scoops me up into his arms, hugging me tight. “You good?”

I nod, resting my hands on his cheeks. “I’m good!” He kisses my cheek and places me down.

Dice scoops me up next. “Thank you for coming to get us, Ray!”

“I’ll always come to get you!” I give him a kiss on the cheek. “I don’t want to appear ungrateful, but when can the ‘child’ babysitter leave? I’m good!”

I spear Dane with a look that tells Dice he is already free to leave.

“Motherfucker,” he grits out between his teeth, and Dane just smiles before dropping onto the sofa right at the side of Dice and popping a cup of coffee in his hand. “Fuck’s sake, can you get any closer?”

“Yeah!” Dane grins. “But then I thought it would be uncomfortable.”

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