Page 13 of Their Property
That was why I distanced myself from her. While it wasn’t the only reason, it was a big part of why we had left Four Corners for good.
It broke my heart to see such a beautiful, free-spirited person caged up again like an exotic pet. But at least Kyrie’s father had good intentions, unlike that crusty cum-sock, Malcolm Blake.
She’d be safe. And she was smart enough to forge her own destiny when she was ready. I just never thought it would cross with ours again.
“Why would Vance pickus?” Dyno mused aloud. “You don’t think he ever picked up that we were…friendlywith his daughter?”
“The man’s as dense as a box of bricks.” I snorted. “I flirted with her hardcore at that dinner party when we got back, and he never batted an eye.”
In hindsight, that would have gotten us out of our current situation. If I had made an actual pass at her, Daddy Dearest never would have considered us as bodyguards. Was it too late to write to him now?Dear Governor Vance, I like your daughter very much. I would also like to fuck her stupid, if that’s alright.
Grudge came up to my side, wrapping an arm around my shoulders as he pressed against me. I was never one to deny affection, so I slid an arm around his back and went in for a kiss. He pecked me quickly and used his other arm to gesture to all three of us.
“That’s a good point,” Dyno said. “Vance also knew all three of us are together. I bet he figures we’re not interested in women at all, which would make us the safest option to guard her.”
“Of fucking course he would think that,” I grumbled, untangling from Grudge. “Forgetting that bisexuals exist, again.”
It wasn’t just that. I hated how everyone had their fucking assumptions about us. Yes, we were crude, lewd bikers who had spent many a night with men, women, and every gender and identity that didn’t fit into neat little categories. At least we were honest about it, even reveled in it. And while we flirted with straight men sometimes just to make them squirm, we never,evercoerced or assaulted anyone who didn’t want to be part of our fun.
We were debaucherous horndogs, sure. But we weren’t predators.
I couldn’t say the same for the other men we met, though.
A growl rumbled through my chest before I realized it. I didn’t trust those suits we met downstairs one bit. The younger guycouldbe harmless, just too eager. But that older guy, Dick Willie or whatever, was a definite wolf in sheep’s clothing. He made my skin crawl, and I didn’t want him alone in a room with our girl.
Ourgirl? What the fuck is wrong with you, T-Bone?
I scrubbed a hand down my face. This was why I needed to stay away from her. Just a few minutes of conversation and I was already getting obsessed again.
When Kyrie asked why I couldn’t do the job, I couldn’t tell her the truth. I couldn’t tell her I wanted to break the arms of every man who looked at her.
Dyno stepped forward, running his hands along my waist. Grudge was still clinging to my side, so I held both of them closer. Cuddle piles made everything a little easier.
“One day at a time,” Dyno whispered as he inched closer to my lips. “I know it’s gonna be hard to see her all the time, T. But we’ll get through it. We’ve gotten through a lot worse than this.”
“Yeah.” I trailed my fingertips up his long braid. “We’ll survive.”
He kissed me deeply, tasting like a heady mixture of coffee and whiskey. I closed my eyes and tried to release the tension that had wound up my spine since stepping foot into this building. The touches from both of them seemed to be doing the trick.
Grudge dragged his lips across my neck, pulling the collar of my T-shirt down to suck on the muscle that ran to my shoulder. I made off with the shirt and turned to him, grasping his face and shoving my tongue in his mouth, even though he couldn’t do the same. The man could fucking kiss though. His lack of tongue didn’t hamper anything for his partners.
Dyno’s teeth grazed my nipple and I grabbed the back of his head to hold him there. I was in the mood for pain tonight, maybe as some kind of atonement for my returned feelings for Kyrie. Dyno got the message and he bit down harder, at the same time squeezing my cock roughly through my jeans.
Grudge was starting to roll his hips against my side, groaning into my mouth while our lips scraped and sucked with the most delicious friction. I undid his belt one-handed and reached inside to cup and stroke him, palming the heat of his stiffening cock and massaging his heavy balls. While I played with him, Dyno started moving lower, biting rough kisses on my stomach until he reached the front of my pants, where he abruptly stopped.
“Oh, keep going,” I begged, tearing my mouth away from Grudge. “Don’t stop, D.”
“Let’s go to the bed, or a couch,” he said.
“Why?” I cupped his face, running my thumb over his cheekbone. “You look so sexy on your knees for me.”
He really was a gorgeous man, with sharp, beautiful angles to his face that were almost feminine. I wanted to thank the gods every day that he was attracted to men, and on top of that, wanted to be withme.
I was volatile. Temperamental.Dramatic, as he put it earlier. I was not an easy person to handle, but I loved hard. I loved for life. Dyno saw past all my issues and decided they were a small price to pay for loving me back.
He blushed prettily right then, dark eyes flicking up to me before focusing on the task in front of him—getting my dick out. I wondered if Kyrie would have that same cute, almost shy look if she ever—
For fuck’s sake, we are not thinking about that.
