Page 49 of The Piece You Broke


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Observant fucker.

After a moment, I ask it. “And you’re still sure she’s the one?”

“More than ever. She…” His voice trails off, and he shakes his head. “Nothing.”

I subtly inhale. No scent of sex clings to him. He doesn’t smell like he’s been rubbing up against her or her against him. But that doesn’t silence the thoughts in my head.

Something happened between them and I’m suddenly desperate to know what it was. “She what?”

His gaze turns distant, and I know he’s thinking about it.

Did he kiss her?

I visualize the four of us coming together in a way we haven't since Monica. If Aden has been with a woman since, he’s never spoken of it, and Kade? All Kade does now is fuck and drink.

It’s just like the way we used to be before Monica, each of us with our own wants and needs. Until one night six years ago changed us forever. I can’t even remember whose idea it was now. It was my birthday, that much I remember. My twenty-third.

Probably Kade, who at twenty-one was sleeping with at least twenty-one women a week. If not more.

But we spent the entire night scanning the bar. Not the Cerberus. It was before we had a place of our own. Eventually, we decided on a long-legged red-head who didn’t look so timid that she’d run at Kade’s suggestion.

So we took her home.

It was a disaster. A fucking disaster of arms in the wrong place, legs too, and an awkwardness springing up from there suddenly being two too many dicks in the room and no idea where to stick them.

But we agreed to try again, if only to see if the excitement we’d read in each other's eyes before we’d realized we had no fucking idea what we were doing would lead to something a little less fucked up.

The next one went better.

So did the one after that.

We decided then that one-night stands weren’t enough. We all wanted more. A woman not only to share our beds but our home.Permanently. A woman who was as drawn to us as we were to her.

Allof us. No exceptions.

And then Monica came along. By then, we knew what we were doing. We all had our parts to play, and it was… exactly what we’d been looking for. All that and more.

Until it wasn’t.

Aden has always been the gentle one. The one who kisses as if he would want to do nothing else. She would sigh in pleasure as his drugging kisses make her body boneless and relaxed, ready for what comes next. Kade is the rough one. The one who would take her pussy hard, slamming into her. Making her scream. And then moan. I want her ass, sliding my cock deep, stretching her until she whimpers and then begs for me. When she’s ready for more, I’ll—

“Dariel?”

I blink. “Yes.”

Aden’s brow furrows in a frown as concern fills his eyes. “You’re distracted. Is it—”

I dart a glance behind him. The hallway is empty, but we don’t talk of wolves, shifters, or anything like that here. “He’s fine.I’mfine.”

No, my wolf is bursting to lunge out of me and kill the world. But it’s okay, I’m holding him back. For now.

But later?

“Don’t you need to be at the bar?” I prompt.

He wants to argue; I read the thought flicker in his eyes, but when I’ve made up my mind to keep my mouth shut, it stays shut. “Sure. I’ll see you later.”

He slips out, pulling the door closed behind him, and I wait until the soft tread of his steps leaves the hallway.

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