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“Will you stay with me at my cabin?”
“You’re asking?” Kitten asked, glancing up at me through those long, pale lashes.
Boone had been none too happy when we left, but he started his shift in the ER at seven, so he needed a solid night sleep, not a temptation like our Kitten in his bed. There was no way he’d get any sleep if she were. Just like the night before. We’d barely slept.
Because of it, I was exhausted, yet my cock was hard again. No, still. Just thinking about what we’d done, how she’d felt, tasted, screamed, clenched, begged…fucked.
I would never forget the look on her face when I filled her for the very first time.
“I am. We claimed you last night, Kitten. You’re ours now. Mine and Boone’s, but that doesn’t mean we’ll boss you around. If want to stay in the main house, then I’ll respect that.”
“But you won’t like it.”
I shook my head. “No, I won’t. After what happened to Kady there, I don’t like the idea of you being up there alone, even if the fuck—, the man’s dead.”
“Someone tried to kill her.”
“That’s right.”
“But I stayed there the past few nights.”
“But you weren’t ours then.”
Sutton had killed the fucker, a single, perfect shot to his heart. But that had only been after the intruder stumbled around in the dark trying to find Kady. We’d gotten there in time to save her, although she’d done a pretty good job of it herself, hiding out on the porch roof. Since then, I’d wondered if the asshole would have ever found her. It had been a moonless, dark night and she’d been tucked in a corner by one of the chimneys.
The thought of Kitten like that, huddling on the roof, petrified, made my dick shrink. I’d respect her decision, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t stay there with her, rifle in my lap as I watched her sleep. I’d been a cop, was familiar with the underbelly of society. I’d seen shit I would never forget. And I wanted none of that to touch Kitten.
Her cell rang in her bag. She pulled it out, sighed. “It’s my mother. This is the third time she’s called today.”
She didn’t look happy about a call from her mom. I spoke to my parents twice a week because, well, I liked them. I loved them, too, of course, but I enjoyed talking to them, hearing about their lives. It was obvious this wasn’t the relationship Kitten had with her mother. I hated that for her because she was missing out.
I lifted my chin. “Answer it.”
“But—”
“She’s not going to stop. And when I get you in bed later, neither will I.”
Her mouth fell open and her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink. I couldn’t help but wink at her, enjoying this lingering innocence about her.
She took the call, put her cell to her ear.
“Hello, Mother.”
I wanted to listen in on this call, not to eavesdrop, per se, but to witness the dynamic between mother and daughter. To see how Kitten was affected. From what she told us the night before, she didn’t like Congresswoman Vandervelk very much. I only knew of the woman from her political career and I’d looked her up online, studied her platform, her stand on important issues. While I might not have voted for her, she had an impressive track record. In Congress. With her daughter? Not so much.
I could hear the woman’s voice, but couldn’t make out the words.
“Yes, I’m still in Montana. Yes, the outline is progressing.”
She’d mentioned her dissertation outline that was due to her advisor. But based on the way her body was tense, she wasn’t telling the truth because she had no intention of continuing on in the program. She didn’t like lying to her mother, but had yet to tell the woman off. From what she’d said, the stakes were high.
If her family did cut her off, she wouldn’t be alone. We’d meant every word of what we’d said the night before. We wanted forever with Kitten. Hell, we wouldn’t have fucked her otherwise. Taken her without protection. And when we’d found out she was a virgin…fuck. Her pussy was broken in just for our dicks. Molded to fit us. No one else would know the hot, wet grip of it. See his cum slip from her, knowing he’d filled her to the brim. Most likely filled her with a baby. Fuck no. Only me and Boone.
“Borstar? Yes, I received emails from them. A phone call, too. Yes.” There was a pause as she listened. “Yes, the job description is impressive. Salary, too. Yes. Why? Because I don’t want to work for an oil and gas company.”
I could hear her mother talking then, her voice louder. Kitten pulled the phone away from her ear, turned and looked at me and mouthed, “Sorry.”
There was nothing more that I could do than wink. This was her battle to fight. While I wanted to rip the phone out of her hand and tell her mother off, that wasn’t going to end this shit.
