“What the fuck?” Koby shouts. Rook darts his gaze between the two of us before finally settling on me. I know what he’s thinking before he even voices it.
“I want to play.” I feel Koby tense beneath me as I stare at my brother. I see the challenge in his eyes. If I deny him this, he will know Koby means more to me than I have led him to believe. I look back to Koby, her eyes are wide. I see the uncertainty in her gaze but the look of trust I see in them steals my breath. If she was anyone else, I’d tell Rook to fuck her while I shoved my cock down her throat to keep her quiet but, she isn’t anyone else. She is the girl that has me by the fucking balls without even trying.
“Knight?” The sound of my name whispered from her sinful lips shakes me from my tormented thoughts. “I don’t want your brother.” Those five little words mean so much more to me then she will ever know—every girl wants the twin fantasy. They want both of us worshipping them and fucking them like there is no tomorrow. Not Koby, she could have the both of us right now, she doesn’t want that though, all she wants is… me.
I look back to my twin. He’s closed his emotions off from me but that doesn’t stop me from being able to read him. I’m about to drive a wedge between us by declaring our enemy as my own.
“She’s mine.” Two words, two words I never thought I would ever utter in my life. Rook’s face morphs into surprise at my declaration. He doesn’t say another word as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
“Yours, huh?” I stare down at Koby and smile.
“Yeah, mine,” I say before capturing her lips in a kiss of ownership. This thing between us is something I may not have wanted or ever seen coming but now that I have it, I don’t think anything could make me let her go. I deepen the kiss as I thrust inside her again, making her legs wrap around my waist pulling me in deeper. I grind against her and relish in the gasp that escapes her. I may have just figured out that she means more to me than I wanted, but that doesn’t mean I’m the type of guy that makes love to his woman. No, I like to fuck. I quicken my pace, slamming into her over and over again until she screams my name loud enough for everyone to hear as she comes all over my cock. I keep fucking her chasing my own release.
“Oh, God!” she moans as her body bows off the bed, aftershocks continuing to wrack through her tiny body. I pull out of her and rest back on my haunches as I pump my cock in my hand. Her eyes trail my every move. Her mouth parts slightly as she watches me pump my cock, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips as she waits. I throw my head back and roar out my release as jets of come spurt all over her stomach, tits and neck. My breaths are coming in short rapid pants as I stare down at the masterpiece I just painted all over her body. I reach down and smear my cum all over tits before pushing a single finger against her lips. She opens for me.
“Suck.” She does as I ask and moans at the taste of my cum on her tongue. This girl has me hardening again just from that small moan.
* * *
“What the fuck are you doing, brother?” I turn away from the desk in the corner of my room and face Rook. I knew this conversation was coming, which is why I left Koby after fucking her again. I hate to admit but I didn’t want to leave her. I’ve been waiting over an hour for Rook to come in and argue with me over my decision.
“It’s none of your business,” I grit out. He throws his hands in the air, marches over to the bed and sits on the edge.
“It is though. You know Bishop only let her stay here because he needs information about her father!” The reminder of who she is and where she comes from has me gritting my teeth. I’ve been tracking her every move, hacking every network I know of to find any information on Anya Volkov. The girl is like a fucking ghost, she doesn’t exist. All I can find out so far is her age. She is twenty-one, so I know she has lied about her age. That doesn’t bother me, she may be a couple years older than me but fuck it. “You’ve fucking fallen for her and you know she is going to end up in King’s clutches even if you don’t like it.”
I fly out of my chair. Rook jumps to his feet with me in his face within seconds. My hands clench into fists at my sides. I’ve never fought with Rook, it’s always been him and I against the world, but right now, I want to ring his fucking neck. Koby will never end up in King’s torture chamber.
“He lays one fucking finger on her and he’ll meet his maker before his daughter’s sixth birthday.” Rook shakes his head and pushes in closer until our foreheads touch.
“You stupid son of a bitch, she is a job, Knight! You were supposed to get information on her and report back to Bish, not fall in fucking love with the first girl who gets your cock wet.” I don’t think, rage blinds me as I strike out and punch him in the face. Shocked by my own actions, I stumble back a few steps and watch as he swipes the trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.
I just hit my fucking brother!
Rook straightens and turns to me, the look in his eyes has me hating myself even more. The look of disbelief kills me. We’ve always been each other’s protectors, until now. I turned on the one person who has always been in my corner because of Koby.
“Rook…” He raises his hand. I snap my mouth closed and wait for him to berate me and tell me how much of an asshole I am. He doesn’t do any of that. Instead, he just shakes his head and walks out of my room, leaving me to wallow in my own self-hatred
Koby
Sweat drips down my body. I keep my guard up as I move left to right under the elastic bands that Gage has set up across the ring. He has been pushing me hard and training me harder as I have a fight coming up in a week. I haven’t fought since the night Knight showed up and I need the cash. I may stay with the Murdoch’s but that doesn’t mean I allow them to pay for anything. It was too risky allowing Anya to send us money, she would be the first-person Vlad would have gone to when we fled.
“Focus!” The sound of Gage’s booming voice pulls me from my thoughts. I continue through my workout and retrace the same steps I have been doing for the past two hours. My body is aching, but I thrive off of it. Feeling the aches and pains always makes me feel more alive. I slouch against the ropes breathing hard as soon as I finish. I drop to the mat and rest back in the corner of the ring as Gage makes his way inside. He hands me my water bottle. I drain the bottle completely before accepting Gage’s offered hand, he claps me on the shoulder once I’m on my feet.
“That was a fucking work out,” I wheeze out. He chuckles.
“Good, you need to get in shape for this fight.” I balk at the asshole.
“I am in good shape, thank you very much!”
“I agree.” We both turn our heads to see Knight leaning against the back wall with his hood up, shrouded in the shadows. I nibble my bottom lip slightly, excited to see him here. The past few nights have been spent with him in my bed and between my legs. I need to end things with him before I become more attached than I already am, but it’s fucking hard. I want to keep him, I want to see where things go with us but once he finds out the truth, he’ll hand me over to his brother and I’m as good as dead.
“Go on, you’ve done enough for the day.” I beam at Gage before jumping out of the ring and heading to the locker room to grab my things. I grab a shirt from my locker and throw it over my sports bra, then grab my phone and head out to meet Knight. I head toward the back where I saw Knight standing but he isn’t there. I decide to head to the front, thinking he might be out sending my driver home. Instead, I find him inside his car. I head toward his car and slip into the passenger seat. I expect him to kiss me like he has been doing each time we see each other, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t even say a word as he peels out of the lot, keeping his hood up, shielding his face from me.
Something is off, I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. My instincts have never failed me so when he passes the turn that would lead back to the house, I know something is wrong. I shift in my seat and turn to face him. I study the side profile of his face and that’s when it dawns on me.
“Where the fuck is Knight?” I snarl at his twin. A smile stretches across Rook’s face as he pushes the hood from his head.
“What gave me away?” I huff out my annoyance before answering him.