“I wondered if you would go there, Barry. You remember my solicitor, Warren, correct?”
My father’s long-standing solicitor moves into the group and hands a card to Inspector Kelly. “If you have any questions for either Mr. Tiernan or Ms. Kelly, you can contact me. I believe Ms. Kelly will need to retrieve some belongings from the home now that it isn’t safe for her or her friends to stay here for a while. Until the locks are changed and the security system fixed, please allow her and her roommates access to the house.”
“Warren,” Inspector Kelly says through clenched teeth. “I don’t need to tell you this is a crime scene.”
“Interesting,” Moira snaps, “you told me nothing wrong happened here.” She throws his words in his face.
As she strides toward the house with the other girls following behind, I glance over to Carson in the crowd, and he nods. He makes the call, and soon a large SUV pulls up to take the girls to Aidan’s secure compound within the gated community.
When Moira comes out with a couple of bags over her shoulders, I move to take the heavier ones. “Come on, spitfire,” I say, guiding her toward my car. But we’re stopped before I can get her out of here and away from this man who doesn’t deserve her.
“Moira, don’t you get in that car. You’ll come home and stay with your brother and me.”
She looks up at me, and I’m certain she’s about to say she’s going with him. But then she shocks me.
“No, Da. I’m going to be safe with Brody and the rest of the Tiernan family. They have a place where we can all stay.”
“Moira,” he barks, his voice rough and full of grit. “You don’t want to make this choice. You’ll come home with me. Now.”
“No. I told you a while ago I’d never stay at that house again.” She climbs into the passenger seat of my 1980s hardtop Land Rover Defender. I close the door and round the hood to the driver’s side.
“You’ll both regret this,” he threatens.
I ignore him as I climb into the vehicle, and we take off.
I wait until we’re almost to my home, giving her the time she needs to process everything. When I finally glance over, she’s crying silently. I pull over to the side of the road, unbuckle her seat belt, and gently pull her into my lap.
“Shh, spitfire. I got you,” I whisper.
She shakes her head. “This is going to be so bad. I can feel it. First your father warns me to keep an eye on my brother and da. Oh my God, he was right. Why else would my father call him by his first name? Then my da threatens both of us. He and Eoin are up to something.”
“Baby, I swear I’ll protect you this time. I’m sorry I didn’t last time, but now I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe.”
She tips her chin up to look at me. “Brody, you’re sweet, but nothing is going to keep either of us safe from Eoin. He’s psychotic. He really is delusional and thinks he’s above the law.”
She’s not far off, especially if Lex’s latest findings are true.
“I can be a little doolally too. I’ll fecking burn the world down for you.”
She runs a hand against my scruff before leaning up and kissing me softly on the lips. I take over the kiss, giving her everything she won’t admit she needs. My tongue slides into her mouth, and she pulls back, breathless, before leaning in again. I give her more.
Before long, I have her shifted and straddling me, riding me like I’ve dreamed. She rocks against my aching cock over and over. I feel the heat coming off her core, and a spurt of cum leaks from my tip behind my fly. Moira pulls back and screams as she comes, and I grab a fist full of her breast as I pull her back into me. I need to get her home, where I can really have my way with her.
With a growl, I set her back in the seat and buckle her in. Before she can protest, I’m pulling into my driveway, slam the auto into park, and jump out. Rounding the hood, I lift her into my arms. She wraps herself around me as I carry her inside. I close the door behind us and move her through the house to the room where I first had her under me. Climbing the stairs is hard with her rocking against me and nibbling my neck. When we reach the master suite, I kick the door closed and press her into the wall.
“Are you ready for everything now?”
She nods, her eyes struggling to focus on me through the cloud of lust. “I am.”
“I won’t ever let you go. You’ll be mine. No one else will ever touch you. Although, I have to tell you, it’s been like that since before I first went down on you and claimed this little cunt as mine.”
“Please, Brody,” she begs, her eyes dilating as she rubs against me like a cat.
I stomp to the bed and drop her down. I pull off her loose sweatshirt and then her sports bra. When I grip her workout leggings, her eyes focus on me, and I lean down to take her lips again before ripping the pants off her. Then my clothes follow, thrown across the room. She stares at my naked chest and licks her lips. She leans up and slides her tongue down my abs to my straining cock. It just wants inside her, to shag her, so she knows who she belongs to.
“Baby, if you don’t stop, this is going to be rougher than it should be.”
“I don’t care. I want a taste.” She angles her body and slips those lips around my cock.