“Who?” Deck asked.
Connor began to back away, his eyes never leaving Deck as if he were waiting for Deck to kill him. “She’s in the sewer tunnels under his house. West wall. Get her the fuck out of Colombia.” He’d backed all the way to the door and then his eyes narrowed. “Tell my sister I’m dead.”
Then he was gone.
Six weeks later
THE BED SAGGED, and I instantly woke as Kai kissed the back of my neck and slid in behind me.
“Hey, baby,” he whispered next to my ear then kissed the side of my neck.
“Is it time to get ready?” I’d fallen asleep after Kai fed me then fucked me on the dining room table before carrying me to bed and showing me how much he loved me.
His hard cock pressed into my ass and I wiggled back into him.
“Not going to Deck’s engagement party. Told you that.” His arm curved around my waist then squeezed. “Fuck. Love you in my bed naked.”
“Kai, we have to go.” I tried to turn over to face him, but he held me tight against him. “Georgie and Deck will be disappointed.”
He snorted. “Do you think I give a shit if Deck is disappointed?”
“Okay, well, maybe not. But Georgie.”
Deck and Kai would never be friends and in the six weeks since we’d been back in Toronto, we’d only seen him once. Tristan and Chess invited us over to show us the house Mason Developments was building for the kids rescued from Colombia. Deck and Georgie were there, along with Ernie who was overseeing the project.
The house was on a hundred acres and to be completed in a couple months. It already had thirty rescued farm animals, including a pot-bellied pig the boy Trick had named Bacon, and a three-legged goat who was an escape artist and refused to stay in the field with the horses. He’d badly injured his leg, attempting to jump a barbed wire fence where the farmer kept him. He had snagged himself on the wire and was left hanging for hours.
The farmer sent him to slaughter. Emily, who rescued horses, and Chess, went to the auction and bought him along with the pig and five horses. “Georgie would be. It’s important, Kai”
“Don’t like that shit. I’d rather stay in bed with you.”
I moaned when his thumb brushed over my nipple. He was good at distraction. “Kai. We’re going.”
“Mmmm.” He kissed my neck again and his hand trailed a gentle path down between my legs. I sucked in air as he ran his finger through the wetness, and sweet tweaks erupted in my belly. “We show late and leave early,” he offered.
This was him, conceding. I smiled. “Okay.”
He moved in closer and, with his other hand, he guided his cock down my ass to between my legs. Then agonizingly slow, he pushed inside of me.
“Kai.” I arched back into him, eyes closed, breath stilled. When he filled me completely, I sighed. “This…”
He trickled lazy kisses along my neck. “Yeah, baby?” he murmured, settling inside me but not moving yet.
“Kai, this. You. You’re my everything. You’re my always.”
“Fuck, braveheart.” He abruptly pulled out and before I could contemplate why, he had me on my back and he was on top. He pushed my legs open none to gently with his knees, and then lowered his hips and thrust back inside me.
His fingers sifted through my hair then fisted a bunch of strands. “Mouth, baby. I need your mouth after you say sweet shit like that.”
I bit my lip smiling.
And then any control he had vanished as his mouth took mine. Tasting. Owning.
I moaned beneath his bruising mouth, my legs hooking his waist to bring him closer. I had to feel every inch of him. Our mouths became a wild frenzy of need for one another with teeth clashing and lips bruised. My stomach whirled. Between my legs throbbed and I melted into the man who was my always.
He groaned, pulled back, and slid his hands down my arms, to lock on my wrists and drag them above my head. “Want you too much right now. So, I’m going to fuck you. And it’s going to be hard. You good with that?”
“Yeah,” I whispered.
He stared at me, those piercing green eyes flared with intense desire and need, his mouth inches from mine as he made me wait. His hands moved from my wrists to my hands where our fingers intertwined.
Eyes locked.
Bodies locked.
Our lives locked.
No key fit a perfectly ruined lock. Because that was what we were. Both ruined, but perfect together.
We were always and everything.
“Love you, Kai,” I said.
His eyes flashed and his body tensed. “Always, baby.”
His mouth crashed down on mine. At the same time he pulled out and thrust inside me hard. Then he thrust again and again, hard and without mercy. It was as if he were trying to convince himself I was there in his arms. That I wouldn’t break and disappear on him.