His words make me think of Ruby and how kissing her earlier the way I wanted to back at that house made my cock thick and needy to be inside her. I want to take her hard, fuck her deep and long, until she’s too boneless to move. I can’t fucking wait for all this to be put to rest so I can make those thoughts a reality.
“Any updates?” I ask as he ends the call.
“Idiot was on the shop floor all day, so it looks like it may be the pretty one.”
“Time will tell.”
“It won’t take long if they let Loki question him.” He slaps me on the back. “You want a beer?”
“Fuck yes. And food.”
Entering the kitchen, I find Idiot and Lily with a couple young brothers I don’t recognize.
“Why can’t you just accept it?”
“Because it’s not my name. I’ll make you remember my name if you keep baiting me, bitch,” he warns bravely, considering who her brother is.
Swiping a carving knife from the counter, she points it in his direction. “You’ll lose more than a finger if you try.”
The other brother cackles, mocking him.
“Out,” I order, not in the mood to listen or watch them flirt. Accepting the alpha in the room, everyone but Lily files out.
“Unless you’re sticking around to cook us food, you can go too.”
Throwing the blade down, she holds up her middle finger as she departs, shouting, “I hate this place and the bastards in it.”
“She’s a handful,” Koyn observes, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.
“You have no idea.” I snort.
“Jackie said there are pies in here.” He lifts a couple lids of dishes left out on the counter.
Grabbing a some plates and forks, I go to the fridge and pull us each out a beer.
Sitting next to him, I grab a pie and dish up a serving. My stomach growls as I devour a mouthful.
“They didn’t feed you, I see.” Koyn grins, dishing himself up a piece.
“They did serve me a beer before the torture,” I jest, clinking my bottle with his.
“You going to be up for this?” He looks down at my abdomen.
“I’ll get the doc to numb me if I have to. Nothing but death is keeping me from taking these fuckers apart.”
“It’s been a while since we spilled blood together, brother.” He swigs his beer, smiling over the lip.
“I’m glad you’re here for it,” I tell him honestly before we fall into a comfortable silence, finishing off two pies between us before parting ways. Me to sleep. Him to get an update from Copper.
There’s a gentle tap at the door before the squeaking of it opening, dragging me from slumber. I flit my eyes to the clock. I’ve only been out a couple hours. Ruby’s silhouette creeps over to the bed, highlighted by the bathroom light. “I’m sorry to wake you,” she whispers. “I left it as long as I could, but Jameson is taking us back to his house now.” She comes to sit on the bed beside me.
“Do you want to go back to his house?” I ask, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair from her face. She’s wearing a little dress that leaves her shoulder, arms, and legs bare. I want to taste every inch of flesh on display, trace my tongue over it as I commit it to memory.
“I’m not really getting a choice. I need Lily and my mother out of here before someone kills them, and Animal wants Drew, his ol' lady, to come with. She’s pregnant and this place is stressing her out.”
My palms find her thigh, teasing the fabric farther up her leg. “When this is over, I want to take you away with me.”
Her breathing hitches. Her small hand covers mine, brazenly guiding me higher. “I want to get to know this body better than my own.” My thumb strokes the hem of her panties. “Drink you in until you’re the only flavor on my tongue.”
“I want that,” she pants, her chest rising and falling with a rapid intake of breath.
I skate my thumb across the cotton of her panties, groaning when I feel the wet spot right at the center. “I’m going to fuck you here.” I slip two fingers beneath her panties, teasing her soaked pussy.
Needy little pews purr from her lips, hardening my dick to the point of pain. Wrapping my other hand around the back of her neck, I drag her lips to mine. “And here,” I say before darting my tongue into her mouth. Nipping at her lip, I run my hand down her back and grab a handful of her full ass. “And here.”
“Ruby,” Jameson’s voice calls out, followed by his fist pounding on the door. “Time to go.”
We both groan at the interruption.
“I’m positive he knows when I’m enjoying myself and does that on purpose.” She rests her forehead against mine.