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“I might like you more than I thought, Rory. We’ll see how it goes, I guess.” With that, Mal passes out hugs and makes her way out of the kitchen with the guys trailing behind her.
Gray stays where he’s seated at the kitchen table with his hand over his mouth, covering a smile. “You’re going to be in so much trouble, Little Bird. Fuck, my dick is so hard just thinking about it.”
I’m about to spit some of my ire at Gray when I’m spun around and pushed down on the table. Wade is pinning me like he did on the bed earlier. His face is so close our noses are touching, and his chest pushes into mine as he takes a deep breath.
“You want to keep it up with this attitude? Fine by me. I’m going to fuck it out of
you.“ Wade’s mouth slams over mine, and he effectively shuts down my argument. Shit.
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Everythinghappenssofastit takes my brain a minute to catch up to what I’m seeing. Clearly some words were said between Wade and Rory that we weren’t privy to. Rory looks absolutely pissed, and Wade looks determined as he sucks her face off on our kitchen table. I look around at Hayes and Adler, and they seem to be in the same stunned spot as me. I’ve suspected my brothers have been softening toward Rory, and I have too. Maybe this will help get things sorted out between us all.
When Rory told Mal to go fuck herself, I almost creamed in my pants. No one stands up to Mal like that, not even us. We’ve always looked up to her and respected her decisions. Whenever we got in trouble growing up, we still didn’t talk back to Mal. Having our parents taken away from us at young ages gave us all a healthy complex about appreciating the only adult that gave a shit about us. The problem is, Mal raised us with all her hate and anger toward the Coles at the center of everything, so we’re a little more fucked up than anyone wants to admit.
It’s better than porn, watching Wade rip Rory’s underwear off her legs and thrust into her like, well, like he’s fucking the attitude out of her like he promised. She still looks pissed, but her eyes are rolling into the back of her head, so it is losing some of its potency. I wasn’t lying when I told her she got my dick hard a couple of minutes ago, and this is doing nothing to discourage it.
“Is this better, Rory? Do you need to pretend you don’t feel what’s happening here? You can’t deny it anymore.” Wade slams into Rory as he makes his points, and she just lets out the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard.
“Fuck you, Wade.” Rory’s voice is breathy, and even to me, it sounds more like a plea than an insult.
“Oh, baby, with pleasure.” Wade picks up the pace, and while I realize he’s doing this in front of us to send a message, it also seems like maybe they don’t even realize we’re still standing here watching them.
I’m not one to be forgotten easily, so I move to the table and trail a finger down the side of Rory’s face. She leans in to the touch with her eyes closed, and my fucking heart skips a beat. Wade watches me with intensity for a moment before closing his own eyes as he pumps in and out of her.
“Oh, Little Bird, isn’t this easier? I know you like the way we make you feel. Just give in.” Wade hears my words and smiles triumphantly, knowing that at least one of us is on his side.
Rory looks up at me with tears in her eyes, and it catches me off guard. When one slips out of the corner of her eye, I catch it and bring the salty mixture to my mouth for a taste. Her eyes widen, and her orgasm hits. I can’t take my eyes off her as she writhes and arches underneath Wade. The table shifts and loudly bangs against the floor as Wade chases his own release. He doesn’t look any more relaxed than when he started, so I’m sure he’ll happily keep rage fucking Rory if she needs it.
I lean down and give Rory a quick kiss on her lips. I’d really like to lend my services to tame her attitude, but my phone goes off, and I check it out of habit. There’s a message waiting for me in the fake anonymous inbox I set up to go with the video we sent Henry. I tense and back away from Rory, so I can read what it says.
The message I wrote is right there above the link for the video. It reads: “It’s awful when children pay for the sins of their parents. How much more do you think she can take?”
Henry’s response makes me smile.
“Tell me what you want to leave my daughter alone.”
It leaves a lot to be desired, that’s for sure. Not to mention, based on Wade’s little display, we aren’t going to be accepting anything to leave her alone, but Henry doesn’t need to know that. Hayes has been watching me since I stepped away with my phone, and I tip my head back at him, so he comes over. I let him read the message, and he shakes his head.
“As hot as that was, and as disappointed as I am to not get a turn, we have some things to discuss. Maybe Rory should go to bed.”
Rory is in the process of getting off the table without falling on her ass, but that attitude that Wade adjusted is back in full swing at Hayes’ words.
“I’m right fucking here. Don’t talk about me like I’m not. And no. I’m not going to bed. Whatever you need to discuss, you can talk about with me here.” She tugs her dress down, but I spy with my little eye cum running down her leg.
I step to her side and hand her a napkin with a twinkle in my eye. She lets out an annoyed huff and bends down to wipe her leg while I smile. Everyone’s eyes are on her, and Rory’s face is flaming red when she stands back up. I loop my arms around her middle and hold her to my chest, back to front.
“I’m with Little Bird on this. Wade obviously has some things to get off his chest, and I
have an update on the earlier situation. Rory should join us, and let’s see how it goes.“ She was tense in my grip at first but relaxes into my arms.
“Yeah, who fucking cares at this point?” Hayes pats me on the shoulder and sits down at the table.
I decide to take a seat too, and before Rory can sit down on her own, I pull her into my lap. “Stick close, Little Bird,” I whisper into her ear, and my dick throbs when she adjusts herself.
“What’s the update?” Wade has his serious leader mask on, but I don’t think so.
“No, you go first.” Wade blows out a breath, and Adler looks at me from across the table with a wide, knowing smile on his face.
