TEN
Felix
The new chickwho’d started hanging around the Hell Kickers headquarters was definitely my type. But then, I had a pretty broad type. Give me perky boobs and curvy hips, and not a whole lot else mattered. I’d take ‘em blond or brunette, pale or dark…
As I looked at the tan, raven-haired cutie I’d ambled over to, an image flashed through my mind of bright red hair and lightly freckled skin. I shook it away, restraining a grimace. Fuck, no, Anthea Noble was not invading my head right now. I was done with that cock-tease unless I could get her properly at my mercy.
I leaned against the wall at an angle that showed off the musculature beneath my tailored linen button up and flashed the new chick a grin. “So, you’ve been liking what you see around here?”
She peeked at me through her eyelashes. “Definitely some things. Do you, like, help run things and everything with your dad? That must be pretty exciting.”
I couldn’t remember the last time Dad had actually asked formyadvice. Darius was the commanding one, Lucan was the smart one, and I… I was the guy who actually enjoyed the lifestyle our family had created for ourselves. They knew I’d step up however they needed if they needed me, though.
“Sure,” I said smoothly. “It’s a complicated business, but someone’s got to keep everything chugging along. I do carve out time to relax, of course. Can’t be all work and no play.”
She gave me a coy smile. “That’s good to hear. Which are you up for right now?”
I motioned toward the stairs. “I could give you an insider’s tour of the place. Maybe that’ll include a little of both.”
She giggled her agreement and pranced along beside me as we meandered through the halls. Sooner rather than later, I made sure we ended up in my bedroom. She shed her clothes like they were on fire, and her curves were even perkier naked.
I should have been hard. I should have been ready to plunge right into her and erase the memory of a different woman’s hand on my dick. But even when the chick—whose name I’d either never gotten or not bothered to remember, I realized—bent down with her boobs swaying to swipe her tongue over my cock, it didn’t rise any higher than half-mast.
What the hell was wrong with me? I spun the woman around so her ass was to me, rubbed my partial erection against her butt while I slapped her across one cheek. She was creaming, drenched for me, and my damned cock still wouldn’t stiffen.
I did have a reputation to keep up. No fucking way was I going to let word get around that Felix had gone floppy. I reached into the drawer under my platform bed and got out one of the dildos in my collection of toys that usually came in handy when I was playing with more than one woman at a time.
I didn’t say anything to the chick, couldn’t even tell if she’d realized I’d decided to get her off with silicone instead of flesh. By the time I was done thrusting the thing into her and fondling her with my other hand, she’d sagged with so much pleasure I wasn’t sure she even remembered whoIwas.
Maybe that was okay. I tossed the toy aside for washing and swatted her shoulder. “The tour is over. But I might see you around again.”
“Hmm, I could go for that.”
She did a bit of a reverse strip tease as she tugged her clothes back on, and I pretended to be eating up the show. In the back of my mind, Anthea leaned into me in the coat closet, her hand closing around my shaft…
Just like that, my cock jumped to attention. I bit back a growl of frustration.
When the chick had left, I paced my room for a few minutes. This wasn’t good. Having fun with the women who fawned over any hint of gang power was one of the few things in this life Iwasreally good at. Anthea wasn’t going to ruin that for me. No fucking way.
Why the hell was Dad even letting her stick around all this time? She’d already spied on us once, when she was a lot less capable than she clearly was now. Was he out of his mind?
I decided abruptly that I’d better find out. Sure, I didn’t generally talk strategy with Dad, but Iwasstill his son. If he had some grand plan going on that involved the Noble interloper, then I should know about it, shouldn’t I? I deserved to be filled in on why he was making us put up with the treacherous bitch.
He was holding court in his office, like usual. I heard voices through the door and shifted on my feet as I waited, knowing he wouldn’t like me interrupting. Especially when I didn’t have anything he’d see as urgent to discuss.
I strolled down the hall, halting when I realized I’d almost reached Anthea’s room, and spun around to stalk back. Thankfully by the time I’d approached the office again, the two lackeys who’d been consulting with the old man were heading out.
I brushed past them and strode into the office, channeling a little Darius, because why not? Dad seemed to like him best, so my big bro was obviously doing something right.
Dad’s eyebrows rose from behind his desk as he watched me cross the room. He set aside the paper he’d been writing on and folded his hands together. “Felix. What brings you here, son?”
He probably figured I wanted permission to throw a house party or something. To be fair, that was closer to my usual M.O.
I rested my hands on the back of an armchair, grappling with the best way to bring up the subject. I settled for straightforward but relatively neutral. “I was just wondering how long we’re going to be housing that Noble asshole’s sister. She seems to be making herself at home here.”
Dad waved off the remark, leaning back in his chair. “I think it’s good having her under our roof. Ezra might not have wanted to deal with her, but I doubt he’s completely detached from his sense of family. If we need leverage, we’ve got her right here. If we want to prod some information out of her, it’s a lot easier with her where we can control her.”
How much had he actually interacted with Anthea for him to think controlling her would be remotely easy? She’d probably be out the fucking window, never to return, the second she caught the slightest whiff that he was heading in that direction. Hell, that might even be why she’d already been slipping out the window to start setting up alternate arrangements.