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“I only get to ask five questions, but you two get to spit roast me?” I shook my head. “Yeah, that’s not fair. I want ten questions.” I countered.
“You think you make the rules here, baby girl?” Kiernan growled in my ear. His fingers pinched my nipple. My back bowed at the sudden pain, ass pressing against his hardened length. A small gasp burst from me as I grew undoubtedly wetter.
“Eight questions.”
“Six,” he countered. “Take it or leave it.”
He twisted my nipple harder. I bowed my head against Seamus’s thigh, groaning.
“Deal.”
I moaned when his fingers released my nipple and soothed the ache.
“Good girl.”
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
13
Bailey was gorgeous.
I’d spent time with some beautiful women, each one desirable in her own way, but there was something about the raven-haired wildcat in front of me that had me wanting to lose control. I could take her right now. Her mouth was inches from my throbbing cock, desire dripping from her pussy like an offering to a deity. I slid my hand along her side, noting the subtle tremor of her body at my touch, until I was caressing her ass. The heat from her punished skin had my hardened length jumping with excitement.
I wanted nothing more than to fuck her mouth again while my brother kneeled behind her, licking and sucking at her sweet button until she was screaming my name around my cock, her eyes begging us for release.
Soon.
Soon we would claim her as ours.
She’d scream our names, and everyone would know who she belonged to.
“Go on, wildcat,” I urged. “Ask your question.”
Her crystalline blue eyes held buckets of uncertainty as she stared at me, her throat bobbing nervously. Her darling pink tongue came out to lick her chapped lips before she took a deep breath, the action causing her breasts to sway beneath her.
God, I wanted to suckle those petal-pink nipples until she writhed with pleasure beneath me.
“Are you going to kill me?”
It was the question I suspected she’d ask first, despite her bold statement that we needed her. Couldn’t blame her for wanting assurances. She knew what being held by the mafia meant. We should have killed her in the alley, but if there was one thing that set us apart from other families, it was that we didn’t kill women and children. Not unless it was well deserved. I’d only ever known my father to order a hit on a woman once in his entire time as head of the family.
And she wasn’t innocent like Bailey.
She’d been a killer herself. A manipulator. There was no regretting that decision.
“No,” I answered her honestly. We didn’t have plans to kill her. Use her? Yes. Trade her back to her father? Maybe, but not if we had our way.
“Then what do you—”
“Sorry, babe.” I wagged my finger at her. “Our turn.”
The small huff she gave was adorable.
“What can you tell me about your father’s business with Magnus Knight?”
“Seriously?” Bailey scoffed a laugh as she rolled her eyes. I could see my brother’s belt hand twitch with the need to punish her for the disrespect. But he let it go. This time. “I don’t know anything about my father’s business. He’s a senator. He does politics. If that’s why you’re keeping me, you’re shit out of luck.”
“We already told you why we’re keeping you,” Kiernan reminded her. Despite his reservations at the dinner table about using her to spy on her father, we both knew it was the only way to get what we needed.
