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“What happens and doesn’t happen between us is none of either of your business,” I grit out.

“All I’m saying is, you fuck with him you won’t just have Rook and the others coming for you. You’ll have me as well. I love that boy more than you will ever know and I will not watch him be hurt again.” The venom in Kiara’s tone has me tensing. Her eyes have hardened and if she were anyone else, I would have punched her in the mouth for speaking to me that way.

“What Kiara means to say is.” I spin around and it takes me a second to realize that it isn’t Knight standing there, it’s Rook. I still find it hard to tell them apart. The only reason I know it’s Rook is because he isn’t looking at me like he wants to equal parts kill me and fuck me at the same time. “Fuck my brother over and your Russian father won’t be able to save you from what I’d do to you. My brother has been through enough. He is dealing with more shit then he can handle and doesn’t need you fucking with his head.” I’ve fucking had enough of this shit. I climb to my feet and storm past Rook. Just as I pass him, he strikes out and grips my wrist yanking me to a stop.

“Get your hand off her now!” I look to the back door and see Knight, standing there in a pair of black jeans and white plain tee that is molded to his body like a second skin. Rook doesn’t listen to his brother. Knight prowls toward us like a panther hunting its prey and whacks Rook’s hand away, before wrapping an arm around my waist and hauling me back against his chest.

“You’re playing with fire, brother,” Rook grinds out through clenched teeth.

“Lucky it will be me that gets burnt and not you,” is all he says before leading me away from his family and Dimitri, taking me to the guest house. I don’t say a word as he shoves the door open and marches us into my bedroom, before kicking the door closed behind us. He releases his hold on me and I put some space between us. I move to my dresser to grab a shirt so I’m not standing here in my two piece. “Don’t.”

That one word from him has me pausing and turning back to face him. I can see from his expression that he’s distraught over something, I want to help him but I also can’t get in too deep. Whatever this thing is between us won’t last. Once they accomplish what they have set out to do, I’ll be gone. I’ll finally have my freedom for the first time in so many years, and I won’t have to lie daily.

“What are you doing here, Knight? I really don’t feel like getting another lecture from your family.” His brows pull in.

“What did they say to you?” I release a loud exhale and hold his gaze. He has rings beneath his eyes from lack of sleep. His hair is a tousled mess. He’s stiff and ridged which tells me something more is going on with him since I last saw him.

“They just told me not to fuck you over.”

“That’s what families do.”

“Wouldn’t know what that’s like.” I shrug my shoulders, his gaze softens slightly at my admission.

“Where is your family?” I tense up at his question. His eyes narrow, he knows I’m about to lie to him but I don’t have a choice.

“Gone.” It’s the best explanation I can offer him. He closes the space between us, reaches out and I expect him to cup my face, but he doesn’t. He holds my gaze as he reaches around me and pulls the strings of my top undone. I don’t stop him as he reaches for the strings at the back of my neck and yanks them. My top drops to the floor but neither of us break eye contact.

“I know you’re lying and right now I don’t give a fuck. All I want to do is fuck you and forget about everything else.” His whispered words have heat flooding me, I’m already wet for him. Just the sight of him arouses me.

“Okay.”

“I can’t be gentle, Koby, it’s not in my make-up. Can you handle that?” A shiver rolls through me as I dart my tongue out to moisten my lips.

“Yes.” No sooner is the word out of my mouth, he claim my lips in a searing kiss that steals my breath.

Knight

Kissing her is becoming a habit I can’t afford. The feeling of her soft plump lips as they move against mine has the stress slowly fleeing from my body. I need this, I need to get lost inside her to forget about the other shit. I never wanted to run things like King does, he’s in his element running his territory alongside Bishop. I hate it. I fucking loathe it in fact. I’m strapped to a desk hacking shit. I have all the information I need and I should tell my brother but I… can’t. Telling Bishop means giving her up and I’m not ready to do that just yet.

She fists my shirt in her hands, using it to pull me flush against her. I groan when I feel her nipples harden against me. I reach between us and twist them causing her to gasp in my mouth.

Reaching down, I pull the strings at the sides of her bottoms, and no sooner have they fallen away, do I reach between her thighs and cup her pussy. She moans into my mouth as I slide a finger through her slick folds. She is dripping fucking wet and I’ve barely touched her. I love how responsive she is to my touch. I grip the backs of her thighs and lift her. She locks her legs around my waist and runs her hands through my hair without breaking our kiss. I walk us toward her bed. I don’t place her down gently, dropping forward, crushing her beneath me.

I grind into her causing her to moan into my mouth, I don’t know what it is about this girl that has me going fucking mad. For years I thought something was wrong with me as I couldn’t stomach the thought of a woman’s touch. Every time I was touched by one, a rage so potent and feral would consume me to the point I would freeze up. I was transported back to the times Christine would hop on top of me and grind all over my dick until I got hard, then she’d fuck me. At that age I thought I was on cloud nine. Now, though I know I never loved her. In a way, she had raped me and made me believe that what we were doing was right and we were in love. How Allison and Amelia turned out sonormalwhilst sharing DNA with that crazy mutt I will never know.

Koby breaks the kiss cupping my face as she searches my eyes. I rest my weight on my elbows as I settle myself between her legs.

“Where’d you go just then?” I stare down at her in confusion.

“What?” She smiles lovingly at me and that throws me.

“You do that sometimes, you’re here physically but I can see it in your eyes. Your mind wanders and… I was curious as to why you do that?”

I’m choosing to ignore that question, if I open up about where the fuck I drift off to she will never look at me the same. She can never know that the thought of sex transports me back to the times Christine used my body for her own pleasure. I kiss her to distract her from her line of questioning and within seconds she is moaning and writhing beneath me, grinding her pussy against me. She reaches between us and grips the bottom of my shirt, pulling up. I help her out and chuck it to the side before sitting back and shuffling out of my pants.

I love the way her eyes drink in my nakedness. Koby is the first woman to ever hold my attention and keep me out of my own head. It’s almost like she is my own personal brand of heroin. I can’t be slow, I need to get lost inside her and escape everything that is running through my mind. I line my cock up and slam inside her without warning, she cries out and I pull out almost all the way before slamming inside her again, the force shifting her body up the bed.

“Knight!” I love hearing her scream my name. I keep thrusting inside her hard, punishing her body. I can feel her cunt sucking the life out of my cock, she’s close already. I lean and bite on the soft flesh on her neck sucking as I go so I can leave my mark. A thrill runs through me at the thought of everyone seeing my brand on her. I feel a draft but ignore it, I already know who it is that just came in the room. Koby gasps and pulls me flush against her to use my body as a shield. I stop fucking her and look over my shoulder at my twin who just casually leans against the wall staring at us.

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