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Now he looks up and his blue eyes turn stormy. “Yes. You’re lucky I didn’t kill them all.”

“You can’t just kill Dullahans!”

Caine growls low in his throat. “They broke the truce by punching my brother. A truce they broke bymurderingmy cousin! Once again, your Dullahan friends have made a mess and I have to clean it up. If you want to assign blame, point the finger at them. Now I have to make an example of Billy.”

Heat boils in my chest, threatening to swallow me whole. I want to scream at Caine because he’s the bad guy here, but they’re certainly capable of murder. I might be the biker’s unofficial princess, but I’m not blind or stupid.

“If you do, you’ll escalate the situation,” I say, hoping reason will work where mercy failed.

“If I don’t, I look weak.”

I smile and take a step toward him. “No one in their right mind would mistake you for weak, Caine.”

His arm snakes around my waist and he tugs me closer. His warmth seeps into me, warming me to my core. His heady masculine scent engulfs me and I raise onto my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck. I kiss my way up his neck, paying special attention to the tattoo on his collarbone.

“You think that will work, a mhuirnín?”

I don’t know what that means, but Caine only calls me that during sex.

“Uh-huh,” I say, teasingly. “Please Caine. Just let it go. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again. I promise.”

His hand slides down my back and caresses my ass. Rage and adrenaline flood my veins. The need to burn the violence of the day away and replace it with something,anythingthat makes me feel alive consumes me like a wildfire.

“I’ll hold you to that, lass. You get the Dullahans in line or I will.”

I grin. “Really?”

“Really,” he confirms. “Now be a good girl and finish what you started.”

I kiss him. An actual kiss and I must be losing my mind because I have no clue how to get Liam and dad to fall in line. Caine isn’t the type to mess around. He will expect me to keep up my end or I’ll pay the price. And using sex to get what I want is out of my wheel house, but if it keeps the peace, I’ll fuck Caine’s brains out. Happily, if it reminds me I’m alive.

Caine must be losing his mind too, because when I try to withdraw, he pulls me back to him with a possessive growl. A thrill runs through me.

“Relax,” I murmur.

His hold on me loosens, and I sink to my knees. His hand moves to cup the back of my neck. I pull his sweats down, freeing his hard length.

I take the tip between my lips and circle it with my tongue. Precum leaks out and my core throbs. It feels good to drive Caine as crazy as he drives me. He’s dangerous and powerful. To have a man like that at my mercy, it’s a heady thought. Makes me feel strong.

Parting my lips, I take him in deeper. His hand moves from the back of my neck to tangle into my hair. He tightens his grip and bucks his hips. Rough moans spill from his lips.

“Good girl, a mhuirnín,” Caine praises. His voice is low and husky with need.

He is thrusting harder now and I open my mouth wider to take all of him. His body spasms and he comes. His hot seed spills in my mouth. I swallow.

Caine withdraws. He runs his thumb along my lower lip.

“I should let you talk me into things more often.”

Chapter 23

Aurora

I’m eating breakfast in Caine’s kitchen. Yeah, he made breakfast again. The world’s lightest and fluffiest pancakes. I’ve been promised French toast tomorrow. As far as life sentences go, it could be worse.

I sip my coffee and read the paper. Meanwhile, my mind is on the Dullahans. What am I going to do about them? I know what dad and Liam will say. That it’s not right that Killian gets away with a busted nose while one of our own is dead. Which is why I’m ignoring the looks Caine’s sending my way. I’m starting to suspect cooking for me is all a part of his plan to seduce me. Pretending I don’t notice is just further enticing him. His glances across the kitchen island grow more heated by the second.

My phone rings. I groan when I see it’s Liam. The last thing I want to do is get into an argument with him about last night. My bullheaded brother is definitely going to think they were in the right. Even though he promised me none of the Dullahans would start shit. And what did they do? Start shit. Now Hayden is dead, and I have to figure a way out of this before Caine decides my family and the Dullahans are more trouble than they’re worth.

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