KANE (Slater Brothers, #3)

I opened my eyes just as Kane fixed his trousers, jumped out of his car, and slammed the door shut. I blinked my eyes a second later and looked at my left as the passenger door was flung open. Kane reached in, unbuckled my seatbelt, and hooked his left arm under my legs and his right around my back.

He lifted me out of the car, turned us around and kicked the door closed with his foot. I laughed and put my arms around his neck and used it as leverage to pulled myself up so I could nuzzle my face into his neck. I kissed along the base of his neck until he shivered. I smirked.

I found his sweet spot.

“Damn it, Aideen,” he growled when I latched my lips onto said spot and sucked.

I laughed when he pulled away and set me on the ground outside of his house.

“Out of all the times I’ve been here, I never thought I’d be stoppin’ by for some midnight sex with you.”

“Who else would you have sex with here if not me?” Kane asked and he searched for his keys.

I smirked. “Damien could come back here at any time.”

Kane glared at me. “You’re not sleeping with my little brother.”

“Why not?” I teased.

He leaned forward, placed his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Because after tonight, you’ll be mine. Only ever mine.”

I burst into a fit of giggles.

“Be quiet. Everyone is in bed.”

That shut me up.

“Branna and Ryder are home?” I hissed, my voice low.

Kane looked over his shoulder at me and grinned as I took a step backwards. “If you run, I’ll chase you and catch you, babydoll.”

I both smirked and glared at him. “I’ll smack the shite out of you.”

“I’m holding you to that.” He winked.

I shook my head, smiling.

“Ry and Bran are on the second floor, I’m up top in Dominic’s old room. They won’t hear us.”

I was hesitant.

“Just... just don’t say me name.”

Kane grunted. “Are you embarrassed?”

Was I?

“No, I just don’t want to be the butt of jokes,” I mumbled. “You know everyone will tease us if they knew we—well, you know.”

Kane opened his front door and stepped inside. I took a few seconds, but I eventually followed him inside and jumped a little when he clicked the door shut and locked it with the key.

There was a sense of finality about it.

“You aren’t goin’ to let me leave, are you?” I asked, my senses now heightened.

Kane pressed his front to my back and slid his hands around my waist. “For now? No.”

“And later?” I whispered.

Kane nipped at my neck and lead me into his house. “Ask me later.”

I would.

I definitely would.

I gasped when Kane spun me and flung me over his shoulder for the second time in the space of half an hour.

“I can walk, you know?” I whispered.

Kane slapped my behind. “Not fast enough.”

He took the stairs two at a time, and it scared me because I was hanging upside down. I closed my eyes and only opened them when I felt myself fly through the air. It was so sudden I didn’t even have time to scream.

I gasped when my back collided with a mattress. I lifted my head and looked down to my feet when my heels were pulled off my feet. Kane’s hands rushed up my thighs, gripped my underwear, and pulled them off my body.

I jumped up to my knees.

“Kane!” I snapped.

I could see the moonlight shining on his face, and he smirked as he threw my knickers behind him. He stepped forward and put his face to mine. I licked my lips and moved in to kiss him, but he pulled back.

“Arms up first.”

Huh?

“What—”

“Arms up first, both of them. You can kiss me when you do that.”

Okay.

I lifted my arms above my head and squealed when Kane gripped the hem of my dress and pulled it up my body and over my head. I lowered my arms and blinked. Kane had already thrown my dress away and had his hands behind my back where he was unclasping my bra. My bra straps fell down my arms, then like me knickers and dress, it was thrown somewhere in the room.

I should have felt embarrassed to be stark naked but, in all honesty, I was kind of turned on and pissed off at the same time.

“You know, you could have just asked me to strip.”

Kane gripped the back of his top and pulled it over his head. “I could have, but where was the fun in that?”

I looked down to his chest and swallowed. I just had the moonlight to work with, but with it I could see jagged marks spread out over Kane’s chest and shoulders. I looked up and found him watching me.

“You want me to put my tee back on?” he asked, his voice rough.

What?

“No,” I mumbled. “Why would I want you to do that? I’m naked—I want you naked.”

I really wanted him naked.

Kane didn’t move. “My body... it’s ruined, babydoll. It’s not pretty to look at or to feel. I won’t be offended if you want me to stay clothed.”

I blinked. “Your body is not ruined, it’s unique.”

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