Page 91 of Unbidden

An arm squeezes me closer before I feel a small kiss on the back of my neck.

I gasp as my eyes pop open and my mind becomes clear.

The first thing I notice is that I’m not in my room. The second is that I’m as naked as the day I was born. Third is that my wonderful dream wasn’t a dream at all.

Realization causes the urge to run to surge within. I wiggle a little, trying to test his hold, but he tightens his arm around me again.

“Stop moving, sweetheart,” he grumbles into my neck, snuggling closer.

A very noticeable bulge settles next to my ass, and heat rises from within me. My breathing picks up as Reed pushes into me.

“You need me to make you purr some more?” he whispers in my ear, before trailing his lips over my neck.

My body automatically reacts to him, arching my back.

“Reed.” His name is a plea.

His hand starts its journey south, causing tingles to spread throughout my body.

A sudden knock on the door makes him pause.

“What?” The strain in his voice draws my eyes over my shoulder to his.

The raw hunger within them shocks me. I still wasn’t sure I believed he actually wanted me. Looking into his eyes now, I know he does. Or at least his body does. If he’s lying, he better win a damn Oscar for this performance.

“Dad’s here. He wants to talk to us,” Keaton’s voice rings through the door.

“Son of a bitch,” Reed breathes. “I’ll be right back.”

He leans in and captures my lips in a quick kiss before climbing over me and out of bed.

“Should I leave?” I ask as I pull the blanket around me.

“No, he never stays for long. I’m surprised he’s even here.”

I admire the tight muscles in his back as he pulls his clothes on. After a few moments, I notice he’s gone still. I meet his eyes, which are full of humor.

“Enjoying the view?” He quirks an eyebrow.

“Immensely.”

He shakes his head before coming over and placing a small kiss on the top of my head. “I’ll be back soon.”

He glances back at me one last time before slipping from the room.

Instead of staying in bed, I stand up, pulling the blanket with me. I grab one of Reed’s shirts from the drawer before pulling it over my head. Once comfortable, I start to study his room since I didn’t have a lot of time to do so last night.

I smile as I take in the collage of pictures, mostly with him and his siblings. I don’t know how I ever thought this man was uncaring before. It’s obvious that he does, but you have to be one of his people for him to care about you.

I idly wonder if this means that I’m now included in that group.

I shake the thought out of my head. Of course I’m not. It would be silly of me to think that I’m anything more than a girl he can get his dick wet in.

Then why did he let you stay the night?

Before I can dwell on it, a noise from behind me startles me. I turn around and gasp at the man standing in the doorway.

“What are you doing in here?” His vicious tone makes me shrink back.

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