River bursts out laughing. But Dove doesn’t move, she’s locked in. Anger, lust, who knows what it is anymore, all I know is she’s fucking hot like this, staring me down.
I take the two broken sides of her dress and tear the rest of the seam until her fancy, very expensive dress is in half.
A fresh blush rises over her chest and cheeks, but she doesn’t try to cover herself up. She lets me remove her dress so she’s on my lap in just her sexy lace panties and bra.
“I guess we don’t need the poker.” River laughs.
“Riv?” She says his name like a question.
“Yes, Dove.” He responds like the lovesick puppy he is for her.
“Is there a lock for that door?” She points to the door she came in through.
He doesn’t answer her, instead moving to the door and kicking it closed, flicking the lock with a mischievous expression just for me.
She rocks over my lap once more, pulling a dark groan from me. My cock is painfully hard. It’s been too long since I fucked anyone, and for her, it was always different. She’s the forbidden fruit, the girl I wanted but knew I could never touch. She was too young, too innocent for the likes of me. But she’s not that girl anymore.
She hops off my lap and saunters over to River, placing a hand on his chest softly. “Did you watch them as well?” she asks, sounding less irritated than she was with me.
His eyes flick to mine then back to him. “Yeah, babe. You’re hot as fuck, it was an addictive show I couldn’t turn away from. I’m not going to apologize for wanting to see your beautiful body.” His hand wraps around her waist, and he pulls her closer to him.
She sucks in a deep measured breath. “You think Kasen watched all of them as well?” she whispers, and I’m not sure where she’s going with this. It feels like dangerous territory, like we answer honestly and she might just block us out again.
River wraps a hand around the back of her neck, staring into her eyes. “If he’s human.”
She flicks her gaze back to me. “You three are all sick, you know that, right?” she spits angrily, but she doesn’t pull away from him.
He smirks at her, not insulted at all. “Yeah. It’s nothing new, babe.” His free hand slides down to her ass, and he squeezes.
Her head drops, and she leans into his shoulder, not looking at either of us anymore. “I took that loan with the Southern Breakers when I was desperate. When my dad was sick and I needed money to help him. It nearly broke me knowing what I was going to have to do to pay it back. I wasn’t that girl. The first video I did I hadn’t even fucked a guy before. That’s how messed up it was.”
River’s hand cups her face, softly forcing her to look back at him. “I’m so sorry, baby.”
Even I stand, my heart feeling like it’s been ripped beating from my chest. I knew it was bad. I could see how broken up over it all she was. My hands are on her before I know what’s happening, needing to comfort her. “That is the saddest shit I have ever heard.” Instead of pulling away from me when I run my hands over her arms, she leans back into me.
“Yeah, it’s sad. It’s fucked up. But it made me who I am now, and it doesn’t matter what your fucking mate thinks he can delete from my life, he’s wrong. That shit is a part of me, and I’m sick of feeling like I need to apologize for it. This is who I am now, as fucked up as that is.”
River holds her face close. “You don’t need to apologize to me, baby, I get it. I happen to like who you are now. A lot.”
My lips brush over her earlobe. I’ve never felt so close to her, so connected to another person before. I’ve done some tragic shit in the name of money, but you know what? I own it. Because she’s right, it makes me who I am. “Just makes you as fucked up as we are,” I agree, needing her to know this is okay. She’s okay with us and all her secrets, no matter how terrible they are.
She pops up on her toes, her lips meeting with River’s as one of her hands laces into mine, and she presses her ass back into me. She kisses him hurriedly, like she’s frantic for the connection. Then just as quickly, she turns and glances up at me. “Just so you know, I hate allthree of you,” she says, right before she presses her lips to mine and kisses me like her life depends on it.
Damn, this girl is trouble. The perfect kind.
Chapter 28
Dove
This is the last thing I should be doing, but I don’t want to pull away either. When I got home this afternoon, all I wanted was to lock myself away in my bathroom with a fresh razor, cut until the pain lodged in my chest went away. But I stumbled on the boys, and curiosity got the better of me. Slater didn’t screw his stepmum after all. Something stopped him, and I just had to stick around and see who.
By the way he kisses me, I’d say it was me. He tastes of whiskey and sin, and right now, I need to prove to myself I’m still in control of my own life so badly, and if that means fucking Slater and River on my own terms, then bring it on. What’s the worst that could happen, I end up with a broken pussy?
Slater plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth, and my hand skates up and under his T-shirt, finding solid muscle. The man is like a brick wall, so fucking strong. My fingers explore, moving down until I’m cupping his hard cock inside his jeans. He’s so ready for me, and that only turns me on more. Our kiss becomes more hurried until his teeth are sinking into my bottom lip.
I pull away from him, panting like crazy. The second of reprieve doesn’t last long before River’s lips are back on mine, licking the bloodfrom my broken lip with a hungry growl. Their hands move over my skin, sending warm tingles through my body. Slater grabs a handful of one my tits, roughly shoving down my bra so he can toy with my nipple. His callused hands bring their own type of torturous pleasure.
River slips his hand down lower, dancing under my panties. He feels his way over my thin strip of pubic hair and between my legs. “So wet for us, aren’t you, baby?”
