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Cole and Rhys would do everything in their power to protect me. I knew I could trust both of them with my life. But I was still afraid of my biological father finding me.
We hadn’t seen each other since I was eight. And after thirteen years, he became a distant memory—just a man from my past.
Yet, I could still recall the scar on his right thumb, the musky scent of his cologne, and his deep voice. He had a thick Russian accent that he concealed whenever we were in public. He said it was best if no one knew he was from Russia. Back then, I didn’t know why. I had no idea he was a spy turned into a criminal.
To me, he was Papa.
My dad.
Rhys tucked me into bed and got in bed with me. He rolled onto his side and soothingly ran his long fingers down my arm. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, princess. Close your eyes.”
I grabbed his hand, needing to feel his warmth. “I wouldn’t mind if you held me until I fell asleep.”
“Yeah?” Rhys curled up behind me. “Like this?”
“Exactly like this.” I leaned over and turned off the light. “Night, Rhys.”
He kissed my cheek. “Night, princess. Sweet dreams.”
* * *
Icouldn’t sit still the next day, pacing across the great room. Rhys tried to distract me with a heavy brunch that filled my belly like a lead weight. He even spent some of the time giving me kisses that made me crave him even more. But with Cole on a private island trying to rescue Alex, I couldn’t think straight.
Rhys sat on the couch and watched me like I was about to disappear. After about ten minutes of pacing, he grabbed my wrist. “Sit, princess. All of this worrying isn’t good for you.”
“What if Cole gets hurt?” I choked out. “Or worse, what if he dies trying to save her?”
“That’s the risk he’ll take,” Rhys said calmly. “All Knights swear an oath to protect our queen.” He patted the cushion beside him. “Now, sit before you wear down the floor.”
“I need something to do to take my mind off everything.”
He pulled me onto his lap, resting his hand on my thigh. “Wanna get in the hot tub with me?”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
Rhys lifted me in his arms, throwing me over his shoulder. I giggled, and he smacked my ass, finding ways to touch me on the way to the natatorium.
Rhys set my feet down in front of the hot tub. He pulled his shirt over his head, and I stripped off my sundress, standing before him in a black bra and panties.
I watched as he shoved down his pants. His body was like a work of art, contoured and perfectly tanned. He removed his shoes and clothing, including his boxer briefs.
He winked. “Your turn.”
I kept on my bra and panties because Willow, Mark, or the twins could have caught us out here. Maybe even some of the staff who lived on the premises.
“Don’t be shy.” Rhys gave me a cocky smirk. “Let me see that gorgeous body.”
I glanced around the room, reminded of the cameras in each corner. “We’re being filmed.”
“Who cares?”
Once in the water, he hooked his arm around me and brought me to his lap. The warm, bubbly water felt amazing on my skin. And with Rhys touching me, my skin was on fire.
He ran his fingers through my hair and yanked on the ends as his lips crashed into mine, his tongue sweeping into my mouth. He tasted like mint toothpaste and smelled of his spicy cologne. Clutching the back of my head, he deepened the kiss, digging his fingers into my hips. Then, he got more aggressive, pressing his cock into my stomach.
I rocked my hips and rubbed against his shaft, desperate to create more friction. He took that as an invitation to put his hand in my panties.
He pushed two fingers into me and groaned. “You’re always so wet for me.”
