“Does it have to do with the men who tried taking me? Is he taking matters into his own hands?”
Kurt took a deep breath and released it.
“You need to accept what Taylor and I are telling you and not to ask any questions.”
“But—”
He raised both eyelids.
“No buts. If Warner and I had to continue doing what we’ve done as a profession for all these years, then you would need to accept that and not ask questions.”
She stared at him and licked her lower lip before speaking.
“But you’re not doing that anymore. Warner told me he was done and that the last job he had he came close to getting hurt. I don’t want him to get hurt because of me.”
He ran his hands up her thighs to her ass and then her hips. He pulled her closer as she gripped his shoulders.
“You’re our woman and we’re here to protect you. Please, understand that when Warner returns it’s his decision of whether to let you know where he was and what he was doing. We need you to respect his wishes. He doesn’t want you worrying. He wants you safe, just as Taylor and I do.”
She looked at Taylor and Kurt could see she wasn’t buying any of this and she was truly hurt, worried, and upset with them and Warner.
“Well, you’re not leaving me any choice but to accept this. But for the record, it sucks.”
Kurt was surprised by her reply as he smirked and then slowly lifted her shirt. “There’s a lot to be said for sucking,” he teased then licked her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. He fell back, taking her with him, landing on the bed and locking gazes with her.
“Very funny, Kurt,” she told him and he rolled her to her back and rocked his hips against her naked mound.
“Someone feeling a little sassy?” he asked and Taylor chuckled.
“I’ll leave you to give her a nice spanking for her sassiness. Some of us have to get back to work,” Taylor said and he ran his hand along her ass as he bent and kissed her. Before he stood up, he smacked Mercedes’s ass. The sound echoed through the room.
“Taylor!” she reprimanded and Kurt heard his brother laughing as he left the room.
“Now, where were we?” Kurt asked her as he caressed her backside.
She held his expression with a stern one.
“Oh no you don’t, baby. You are not getting away with that.”
He quickly sat up, using his strong core muscles, and flipped her around on his lap, placing her over it on her belly and then began to spank her ass. She wiggled and laughed, begging him for mercy until he stroked a finger up into her cunt. She didn’t move until he stroked a few more times then felt her hips rocking downward against his finger.
“Damn, baby, I think you’re going to be my new full-time job.”
He stroked faster, pulled his fingers out of her pussy, smacked her butt a few times, and then stroked her again and again until she cried out her release. He smiled wide. She was perfect for him and for his brothers. He prayed that Warner came back safely. They weren’t complete unless the four of them were together and safe, here in Chance.
Chapter 10
“Dom, I appreciate you meeting me on such short notice,” Warner said to the Russian as they shook hands and he took a seat in front of Dom’s desk.
“I haven’t heard from you in years, and in a matter of a month, your name has popped up several times.”
Warner felt that bit of fear that things weren’t working in his favor with this. He didn’t trust Miami, but Miami had more power and control than he did. What Warner needed to do was let this Russian take out Nicolai so Warner wouldn’t have to get his hands dirty.
“Well you can’t believe everything you hear,” Warner replied, holding the Russian’s gaze.
“I don’t know, my friend. Miguel was quite the powerful drug lord.”
“Miguel?” Warner replied, playing dumb. Dom chuckled.