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"Fuck off, pretty boy, and get that shit out of here before we all sprout boners." Drake flicked his hand toward the bundle in my hands. "I'd hate to be near her now based on how strong that shit is."
I stared down at the clothing and wondered if it was truly that bad or if Rayne was just being dramatic like he usually was. "I'll be right back." I made for the door with unhurried steps, and the moment I opened the basement door, it hit me.
My cocked hardened. My fangs ached. My head moved from side to side as my nose searched out and inhaled every single delectable morsel it could. The clothing in my hand dropped to the floor without a thought, and my feet were racing through the dining room and through the kitchen, following the trail of where Piper had been last. Darren called out to me on my way through, but I ignored him. I raced up the stairs and found myself in front of Piper's bedroom.
As I breathed heavily, I leaned forward to listen. The television was on to some sitcom that had her in stitches, the laughter peeling out like tiny bells. My cheek pressed to the hardwood of her door, and I closed my eyes as I sucked in a large huff of that delicious scent.
Fuck, that was good. I let out a shuddered sigh.
Piper's laughter stopped. Her heart rate increased, and I could hear her bed creak as she stood and walked toward the door. "Who's there?"
I huffed and puffed like I was some kind of wild animal and it took me a moment to collect myself before I could get out, "It's me. Wynn."
She let out a little oh before starting toward the door, her heart beat speeding up in excitement.
"No," I snapped before she could open the door. "Don't. Don't open the door. I don't know if... Damn... Rayne was right. Please forget I was here." I spun on my heels and disappeared down the hall before her door could open.
The scent increased behind me, but I gritted my teeth and purposely put one foot in front of the other. When I slammed the basement door behind me, I took deep, cleansing, shuddering breaths.
"I told you so." Rayne smirked up at me from the bottom of the stairs. "Hard to resist, isn't she?"
"Fuck off," I snapped and shoved passed him. I closed myself in the bathroom and ignored the laughter coming from Rayne, Drake, and now apparently Allister.
As I turned the water on full heat, I didn't even bother to take my clothes off before going underneath the spray. Her scent clung to me everywhere, and I hadn't even touched her yet. Every single hair on my body stood on end while every molecule in me screamed to go back and take her. For me to soothe the aches she must be feeling, while I greedily took what I wanted from her.
I leaned my hands on the wall behind the shower head and let the water cascading over me. My hair hung in my face, clinging to my cheeks as the water soaked me through. When her scent finally dissipated, I climbed out and, with some trouble, took my wet clothes off and climbed back into the shower.
Even though her scent had waned, my cock jutted from my hips like she was there. It searched for something to penetrate and ease its throbbing. My hand wrapped around my length and gave it a long hard tug. A low groan escaped me, and I closed my eyes.
God. Fuck. Piper.
In my mind, I hadn't stopped her from opening the door. Piper stood there, clad in a pair of those tiny pajama shorts she walked around in when she thought no one was around. Her breasts were bare beneath her thin tank top, her nipples straining against the fabric as they yearned for me to take them into my mouth.
I pulled on my cock even faster now. My breaths came in pants as I pictured taking her in my arms. My hands would cup that deliciously round ass as I jerked her to my front, grinding my cock into her stomach so she could see how much she affected me.
"Wynn!" she'd cry out as she leaned her head back, her lips poised and ready for me to take. And I would have. I'd have kissed her until she felt it all the way down in her toes, until she begged me to take her to her bed and make sweet, sweet love to her.
I wanted to drive myself inside of her until she gripped me so tightly, she never wanted me to leave. And I would. I promised myself as I released all over the side of the shower wall that I'd have her. If she became bound to us, I'd have all of eternity to have her beneath me and every other way I wanted her.
A banging on the bathroom door made me turn the shower off and climb out. I grabbed a towel from the rack and opened the door to reveal a smirking Rayne.
"Have a good wank?"
"Bugger off." I shoved past him and climbed into my bed, wet hair and towel and all. Folding my arms over my chest, I closed my eyes and tried to drown them out, but my brothers were persistent. I should have known better than to think I could ignore them.
"Man," Allister whistled, "if the great Wynn couldn't hold his own without a good tugging on the flag pool then I'm scared to even step foot out of the basement."
Drake and Allister chuckled.
"I think it would be a good time as any to go to the club," Drake proclaimed.
I cracked an eye open at that. He and Allister sat side by side on Drake's bed, grinning like they were having the best time of their undead lives.
Twats.
"What do you say, Wynn?" Drake paused in his conversation with Allister to arch a brow at me. "Want to come with us? Wet your whistle and your dick?"
Rayne scoffed and rolled his eyes. He'd never been one for the exclusive club that we sometimes frequented at in Atlanta. Said it was too easy. I had to agree with him in some ways, but to me, the biggest challenge was getting a woman who did it for the money to decline payment.
