He rolls to his side and places his face near mine. “When you’re ready, love, I’m here.”
“I know.” And I do know that I need to talk to him about it, but I hate myself a little for what was done to me. Even with the counseling I received and knowing that it wasn’t my fault, I still hate that I wasn’t stronger, that I didn’t fight harder.
His arm slides around my waist, and his hand goes under my neck then up to thread through my hair at the back of my head, pulling my face closer to his chest. I wrap an arm around him in return then drift back to sleep.
When I wake a couple of hours later, I hear Kai talking to Aye at the door, and when Pika’s name comes up, my ears perk up.
I have been worried about my friend, and Aye seems to be keeping his lips sealed on where he is, so the only thing I can imagine is that wherever he has gone to is not safe. Kai turns around to face me then says something out the door before walking over to where I’m still lying.
“What’s going on?” I murmur as he comes to sit down on the side of the bed.
“Nothing.” He leans over and kisses me, but I can tell that something’s wrong.
“Please talk to me,” I beg him.
“I have to go away for a few days.”
“Why?” I sit up, pulling the blankets up with me, and scoot back to the headboard. I don’t know what I will do if he tells me that we’re over now.
“There’s some business I need to attend to in Vegas.”
“Okay,” I say slowly, hoping he will continue. But instead, he looks around the room, anywhere but at me. “What is it?”
He stretches out his neck then looks at me again. “Pika’s in jail.”
“He’s in jail?” I feel my eyes get wide. “What did he do?”
“Don’t know. No one knows. The cops aren’t letting him speak to anyone.”
“That’s illegal,” I tell him.
He smiles then frowns. “I really don’t want to leave you.”
“I can come with you if you want,” I suggest.
“You’re not coming with me. You’re safest here.”
He’s right. Here, all the flights and boats that come to the island are monitored, so Kai’s men know if someone shows up. Plus, the house is completely secure. I feel safe here, and I know I wouldn’t be able to say the same thing if I went to Vegas, even with Kai.
“I’m not sure how long I will be gone, but I need to go and make sure he’s okay.”
“I understand. I’ll be fine. Is Aye staying with me?”
“Aye and Frank,” he replies.
“So, basically, Aye is going to have to watch over Frank and me while you’re gone?”
“Basically.” He smiles and I giggle. “It makes my uncle feel useful.”
“I like him a lot, and, your mom’s right. He’s funny, even if he is crazy.”
“He likes you too. All of my family does,” he says in a tone I have come to crave from him. Something about the way his voice goes soft makes that warmth seep into every cell in my body.
“Who are you taking with you?”
“My brother. I have my cousin and some men in Vegas, so I know that, once I get there, we’ll be good.
“I hope Pika’s okay. He didn’t even say goodbye to me before he left,” I whisper.
“He’ll be fine,” he says gruffly, and I nod.
I know Kai will make sure Pika is okay. I just wonder why the police are keeping him quiet.
“When do you need to leave?” I ask.
“After I get ready. The plane is being prepared as we speak.”
“Do you want me to do anything? I can pack you up some clothes while you shower if you want.”
“I have a place in Vegas. I keep clothes there.”
Of course he has a place in Vegas, I think, and then I gasp as his finger runs over my nipple.
“There is something you can do though.”
“What’s that?” I ask.
“I need you to come shower with me.”
A smile forms on my mouth and grows wider as his eyes heat. “You want me to come shower with you?” I scoot to my knees on the bed so I can get closer to him.
“Need,” he rumbles as his hand wraps around the back of my neck, pulling my mouth to his.
His hands go to my waist and travel up my sides, pushing my tank top up and over my head, his mouth only leaving mine for a brief moment. His hands tug at my pants and he quickly pulls them off, placing his hand between my legs, his fingers zeroing in on my clit.
“Oh,” I moan, and he pulls me onto his lap.
My hands go to his shoulders and my head falls back as his mouth leaves mine to trail down my neck. He widens his thighs and opens me up to his touch. His lips lock around my nipple as one finger enters me for a moment before trailing up and over my clit, circling it again. I grab his hair as his mouth trails over to my other nipple and tugs hard.
“Kai,” I whimper as my nails scrape across his scalp and my hips buck against his hand. I trail my hands down over his chest to claw over his abs then run my fingers under the edge of his boxers, over the head of his cock.
“You want it?” he growls.
My head comes up and my eyes meet his. “I want it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
My head flies back as he enters me with two fingers. His other hand holds on to my ass, helping me to rock against his hand. I come on a moan, my face going to his neck. I come back to myself as his fingers leave me. I pull my face away from his skin and lean back enough to look into his eyes.
“Lift.”
I lift my hips at the same time he works his cock out of his sleep plants. He reaches over to the bedside table and pulls out a condom. Then he uses his teeth to rip open the gold foil packet, making quick work of sliding the condom down his length.