Chapter Thirty-Seven

After the taco truck, I drive us home. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to just keep her wrapped around me forever. We would drive and drive until we ran out of road. Though I think my brother would take some issue with it, he could always track us down and meet up later.

See, look at me. I’m sharing.

I open the front door to Dominic’s apartment, my arm wrapped tightly around my angel as we step inside. She turns to face me as soon as the door shuts, a wide smile on her face that makes my chest tight.

“Thank you for tonight. I had a lot of fun on our date.”

“You think it’s over, sweetheart?” I smile, tracing my fingers across her silky skin before I bring her mouth to me.

Her velvety plump lips practically melt against me as my tongue licks at the seam. I will never have enough of her, it’s impossible.

I feel another presence in the room, and my eyes fly open, locking onto Dominic, who is leaned against the wall, his arms folded over his chest as he watches us with a pissed-off expression. Though based on the hard-on in his pants, I don’t think he’s actually that mad.

Pulling away from my angel, I lean down into her ear and whisper, “I think we have a voyeur.”

She turns her head, smiling beautifully at him in a way that spikes jealousy inside me. I watch as she takes a step in his direction, but I wrap my arms around her waist, stopping her in place. This is still our date, and my brother isn’t taking her before I’m ready.

I slip one of my arms around her shoulders, leading her down the hallway. We pass by Dominic, and I level him with a look he seems to read easily. I guide us into my bedroom, leaving the door open as my brother follows close behind. He shuts the door behind him, and my angel turns to face us, her eyes flitting back and forth between us.

“It’s just you and me tonight, angel. Dominic is just going to watch.”

She frowns at that. “I don’t want him to feel left out.”

A deep chuckle comes from Dominic, who is taking a seat in the chair in the corner of the room.

“Trust me, babygirl. I won’t,” he says as he starts stroking his dick through his slacks.

Confusion still tints her face as I press my lips to hers once more, stroking her tongue with my own as I walk her backward until she’s falling onto the bed. We land with a bounce, and I quickly cover her body with my own, kissing across her cheek and down her neck. I rest my nose against her skin, inhaling deeply before letting out a rough groan.

Goddammit, she smells so fucking good. Like heaven on earth.

I trace a line with my tongue, starting from her pulse point all the way to where the neckline of her shirt starts. This isn’t gonna work for me. I roll off her, kicking my boots to the side and shucking off my leather jacket before I speak.

“Strip for us, angel. Show us what’s ours.”

She glances between the two of us before she nods softly, shrugging off her jacket and gripping the hemline of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. She’s facing Dominic right now, and though I still feel the white-hot burn of jealousy, I know I’ll have her all to myself soon.

I watch with rapt attention as she slides her pants down her legs, leaving her panties on before reaching up for her bra. When she undoes the clasp, her breasts spill free, and Dominic groans at the sight. His hand slips inside his pants as he watches her, and his arm begins moving faster when she lifts her hands to her breasts and begins playing with her nipples. Fuck, I’m ready to start beating my own dick if she doesn’t get over here.

Peeling off my pants as fast as I can, I pull my cock out and sit on the edge of the bed, pulling my angel over to me. She falls into my lap, which gives me the perfect angle to bury myself inside her as soon as I get rid of these fucking panties. I reach for one of the knives out of my jacket on the bed and flick it open, slipping the blade between her hip and the thin cotton of her panties. I slice through the material easily, causing her to shudder in my arms as I wad up the wet material in my hands.

Lifting them to my face, I take a deep breath before groaning, lining myself up to her soaked pussy, and sinking inside. She gasps at the intrusion before it quickly morphs into a groan as she raises up, only to sink down on me again. Dominic has a perfect view of her as she bounces on my cock while facing him, and I grab his attention when I toss her panties to him.

He catches them easily, lifting them up to his nose. His eyes roll into the back of his head as he pulls his cock out and wraps her panties around it. My angel’s breath hitches sharply as she watches him fuck her panties, and I make sure to reach around and pinch her clit so she doesn’t forget which brother is doing the real fucking right now.

Her head tips back, making eye contact with me as she moans my name.

“Fuck, Zayden.”

“Good girl. Say my name again.”

“Zayden,” she groans as her movements become uneven and jerky.

I continue rubbing her clit as she lifts a hand to her breast, rubbing her thumb against her nipple as she rests her head against my shoulder.

“That’s a good girl. Play with yourself, angel.”

Her pussy squeezes at my words. She’s such a little slut for some praise, and I’m more than happy to shower her with all the words of appreciation she needs to soak my cock.

I grip her jaw, forcing her head back further until I’m able to reach it. My tongue tangles with hers again, savoring the feel of her mouth on mine while I’m buried in her. When we pull apart, she’s a panting, needy mess, and based on the low groans coming from the corner, my brother doesn’t have long.

Slipping my knees between her legs, I force them apart, exposing her even more for him.

“Go ahead, angel. Spread your legs for him. Let him see that pretty pussy while I fuck it.”

“Oh my god,” she gasps at the same time Dominic curses violently.

His fist is practically punishing his cock, and with one more pinch to her clit, she’s coming. She practically flies off my lap, and I have to wrap an arm around her just to keep her seated as I empty myself inside her. I curse out my release, and Dominic seems to do the same until the room is silent and everyone is still.

“Wow,” she sighs before looking between the two of us.

“Feel good, babygirl?” Dominic asks as he stands up.

“Would have been better if you were touching me too,” she says breathlessly.

He humphs at that with a smirk on his face.

“Next time.”

Dominic offers a hand to her, and she takes it, pulling off of me and forcing me to groan at the loss of her. I could stay buried in her tight cunt all damn day. He walks with her into the bathroom, and I hear the shower start up. I debate going in there to rinse off as well, mainly because I just want to touch my angel. My eyes start to flutter, though, and I decide my brother can have her for a few minutes, I guess.

The next morning,I wake up with my angel’s head resting against my chest and my brother holding her on the other side. If this is going to become a regular thing, we are definitely going to need a bigger bed. She doesn’t take up much room at all, but Dominic and I are both six foot five and well over two hundred and thirty pounds. We need space.

My phone buzzes to life on the table beside me. I reach around for it, checking the caller ID before groaning. I ignored three of his calls last night, which was probably three too many. He has a short temper, and right now, my and Dominic’s plan is to keep him happy for as long as possible. At least until we can figure out how to get out from under his thumb. Keeping him happy keeps him off US soil.

I slide out of bed quickly, careful of my angel’s head, before I slip out of the room, phone in hand. As I answer, I go to the closet, opening the door to Dominic’s torture room before shutting it behind me.

“Yeah?” I answer.

“You need to work on your people skills, moy mal’chik. That is no way to answer a phone call, especially when you have missed so many.”

“Apologies. I was busy last night.”

“Yes, I know,” he draws out, his thick accent practically masking his words. “Street racing seems beneath you. Did you enjoy the prize you took home?”

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up at his words. Dominic and I obviously knew he was keeping an eye on us, how close of an eye, we couldn’t be sure. Apparently, we have our answer.

I do my best to keep my tone uninterested as I shrug my shoulders.

“She was subpar at best. Kicked her out before she could even get her panties on.” I fake a snicker.

Maxim bursts out in laughter at that.

“Moy mal’chik, you’re despicable. Whores are tolerable for an hour or two, no more. Remember this.”

My teeth crack at his words, even if he doesn’t know he’s insulting my reason for existence I still have the irrational need to gut him like a pig.

“How could I forget?” I scoff, causing Maxim to laugh one more time.

“I need you in New York, today.”

Internally, I curse. Dominic better sort his shit out and quick. Not only am I sick of being Maxim’s bitch boy, I’m sick of doing all these jobs for free.

“What’s the mark?”

“Deveny Delecourse.”

I furrow my brows at that. “The diamond company heiress?”

“One and the same.”

“What did she do? You know how I feel about killing women.”

The line is silent for several seconds, and with his first word spoken, I know I’ve fucked up.

“How dare you question me? You are a spoiled child, acting like you have a say. You are my puppet, and you will do as I say without a word. If I tell you to gut a pregnant woman in the street, you do so without a hint of remorse. I raised you better than this, you are better than this! Take orders, ask no questions, or I will be on the first flight to Seattle and behead you myself!” he snarls before the phone goes dead.

My breathing becomes ragged as I clench my phone so tightly the screen cracks. The door behind me opens, and I whirl around to face Dominic. His eyes scan over me once before he speaks.

“What’s wrong?”

“Maxim called. I’m going to New York right now. Have you even been trying, or are you more than fine with my life being in the hands of that prick, forced to bend and break under his every whim?” I bark.

Dominic raises an unimpressed eyebrow at me as he folds his arms over his chest.

“I’m not the one who contacted him. We were fine, we were square. He didn’t have a thing over us. Then you blew that all to shit?—”

“Because you wouldn’t answer my calls! You were too busy fucking my girl that you left me to rot in prison!” I shout.

“Because you are the dumbass that landed yourself in there in the first place,” Dominic scoffs.

“I was protecting her! She could have died. She could have been raped! Worse! I protected her, and I would do so again in a heartbeat. You’re the disappointment, you’re the letdown. So fix this, get him off our back once and for all, or I’m running. I won’t do this much longer. If you don’t fix this, I’m going off the grid, and I’m taking her with me,” I say as I shoulder-check him, walking toward the door to grab my things.

Dominic catches my arm, whirling me around to face him before shoving me against the wall. He holds his forearm against my throat as he lowers his face to mine.

“If you so much as leave the county with her and don’t notify me, you will regret it, I promise.”

“Fix. This. Now,” I snarl, not at all bothered by my brother’s empty threats. He doesn’t scare me. The moment he stopped completing jobs was the day we stopped being equals. He knows it, and so do I.

Without another word, I shove him away from me and head out the door. I storm into my bedroom, shoving some clothes inside a suitcase, before grabbing my keys and wallet. I need to head back to the warehouse to grab my equipment and call in a flight.

I have such a one-track mind, I almost miss her. Looking to my left, I pause in the kitchen when I see my angel staring at me with a small, hopeful face. She’s holding a plate out to me with some eggs and a burned-looking thing that appears to have been a pancake in another life.

“I, uh, I’m not a very good cook, but you guys always make me food, and I just thought I could make it for you this time,” she says, her weight shifting from foot to foot like she’s nervous.

I’ve never found anything more adorable in my whole goddamn life. I drop my bag to the floor and cross the distance between us, taking the plate from her, setting it on the island, and cupping her face as I press my lips to hers. She leans into my touch, her tongue darting out first. She tastes like fresh mint, and I chase the flavor as my grip on her tightens.

It’s not enough that I’m doing jobs for free, especially ones I don’t agree with. The fact that I’m constantly being taken away from her is too much. I can’t think without her, can hardly fucking breathe. I need her by me at all times, and Maxim is ruining everything. I can’t do this much longer. I can’t be without her.

Pulling away, I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent as I murmur against her skin, “I have to go.”

“Oh, where are you going?” she asks.

“Away, for a job.”

“Oh,” she says, a twinge of sadness in her words that pangs my heart.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?”

She nods softly, and I press a kiss to her neck before pulling back to look at her. Her eyes are sad, and it fucking guts me. I watch as she pulls away, taking the plate of questionable-looking food as she heads toward the trash.

“Hey,” I say as I catch her elbow before she can dump the contents. “I have time for breakfast before I leave.”

“Really?” she asks, her face brightening a bit.

I smile at that, nodding as I take the plate from her and pull her with me to the table. I set her on my lap, wrapping my arms around her as I eat the barely digestible food. I grin through the whole damn thing like it’s a five-star meal, though, because the smile it puts on her face is worth everything.