Page 14 of Dirty Little Secret
She may not be able to see us, but we sure as fuck can see her and that stupid cunt! My anger is brimming, and the need to break every bone in his body is riding me harder than Jackson ever has, but if I rush out there now and play the protective stepbrother, she will know it was us that just fucked her brains out.
“I’m gonna kill that fucking piece of shit!” Kale snarls and moves fast, attempting to brush past us, but Jax and I manage to hold him back. “Get the fuck off me!” he seethes. His body is fucking vibrating with anger.
“Calm the fuck down, asshole! If you go out there right now, she is going to know what we did,and that can’t happen.” At Jax’s words, he seems to calm, though only slightly.
“He’s touching her,” my twin grits out, his jaw locked tight, teeth clenched, and it only makes him look even more rabid as he watches Blake stand over her.
I place a hand on his chest and step into his view. “I know, brother, he will pay for touching what’s ours, but not tonight.” The look in his eyes, a mirror image of my own, is almost demonic. He's unhinged, and even though he tries to hide the devil inside him, I can see it. If we don’t get Kale the fuck out of here now, he is going to kill Blake, and there won’t be a damn thing we can do to stop him. He might be the romantic type, but my twin has a dark side. There's something dangerous caged beneath his surface, and none of us wants whatever it is to escape.
I peer over my shoulder just in time to see Blake release Savy with a forced shove. She loses her footing and falls to the ground, our jacket doing nothing to hide the perfectly fucked body now on full display to Blake.
Kale rages, and Jax and I have no choice but to drag my twin away. I feel like a fucking piece of shit for leaving her on the ground while he, of all people, stands above her, laughing at herlike she’s nothing more than shit beneath his shoes, but I can’t risk Kale getting his hands on Blake.
For all of our sakes.
We’ve never liked that asshole, not even a little, and the moment he started dating our girl, our dislike transformed into pure fucking hatred. Every chance we get, we fucking drop his ass on the field. Accidents happen and all that jazz. Kale even managed to pop the cocksucker’s shoulder out one time, but after what he’s just done to our girl, he’d be lucky if he ever gets to fucking play football again when we're done with him.
The rest of the weekend is spent training and keeping a close eye on Kale. My brother is still itching to give Blake the beating he deserves, but that can't happen, not right now. Jax and I wanted to hunt Savy down and get another taste of her, but Kale is too on edge, and he isn't thinking straight. He'd blow our cover, and who knows what would happen then.
When Monday rolls around, he’s still too wound up, so hunting our girl will have to wait. Blake started running his mouth at practice about him and Savy getting back together, and wouldn't shut his fuckingmouth about it. That asshole said that he still planned to fuck Molly on the side, and while we don't care about open relationships, we know that their terms are nothing like ours.
Hearing that shit spit from Blake’s mouth sent Kale into a tailspin, undoing whatever cooling off he had done over the past couple of days. He destroyed the locker room, and two of our tight ends had to help both Jackson and me drag him out of there before he murdered Blake’s sorry ass in front of everyone.
The team captain has no idea how fucking lucky he is that we stopped my twin.
Kale has had an obsession with Savy for years now. I knew the moment he finally got his hands on her that shit would be different between all of us. There is no out for her now, and Blake is only temporary, but part of me thinks she only took him back because he gave her no other fucking choice. Kale, Jackson, and I have claimed her, and we will do whatever the fuck it takes to keep her.
“I’m gonna kill that motherfucker!” Kale spits from the back seat of my car as we pull into the parking lot. So much for an average Wednesday morning. I look over and see Blake running after Savannah and River, and before my twin eventhinks about leaving, I click the locks, trapping him in here with us.
“You've got to be fucking kidding me! Really, you fucking assholes?”
“Calm the fuck down, Kale!” Jackson snaps. “She’s a big girl and can handle herself. You know, going out there right now and beating the shit out of him will raise questions none of us are willing to answer. Also, we can’t risk her mom and your dad finding out about what we did.” The joint in his hand seems to calm Kale down enough for him to stop clenching his fists like a goddamn fucking psycho.
The three of us remain silent as we sit and watch them. River smacks Blake's hand away, successfully stopping him from touching our girl. I knew we liked her for a reason. We can see that they're both pissed off, and it's obvious they both want him to fuck off and leave them alone, but he’s a persistent motherfucker. It only makes me think that I may be right. Maybe they didn't get back together after all. We didn't know they had broken up in the first place, but that didn't stop us from claiming her on Halloween night.
Blake is a spoiled rich kid who thinks he’s betterthan everyone, and the fact that Savy dumped his ass is fucking with his ego.
“If he lays another fucking finger on her, I’m gonna kill him. How the fuck are you both so okay with this?”
Call me fucking crazy, but I believe my brother would actually do it, and it would only ruin his fucking life. As much as I want the asshole dead, I can't let my brother be the one to do it. I won't live without my twin.
By the time Friday rolls around, Kale seems a lot less like a serial killer and more like the cool, calm, and collected guy we all know and love. We have a family dinner with our dad and Savy’s mom on Saturday, so we have a plan to follow her back to her dorm after, and finally hunt her fine little ass down and fuck her so hard she forgets her own fucking name.
Kale left practice early today and never said a word to me or Jax, which has me on edge. My twin never goes off and does shit on his own, especially not without telling one of us, but Jax told me to leave him be. He said that he needs to get his head straight so he’s calm and not so obvious about his need to protect her.Or fuck her.The thought of touching her again has me rock hard and brimmingwith need, and I can’t fucking wait to have her again. Jesus, I won’t be able to wait until tomorrow.
I need a fucking release now.
I wait for the locker room to clear, and once the last person leaves, I lock the door and head straight to the showers, where I know Jackson is. His back is to me as I enter, and the sight of his muscles glistening beneath the hot water has me fucking salivating. I strip off my gear quietly, not taking my eyes off his firm, tight ass, and then go in for the kill, not wasting any fucking time.
I have to have him.
Gripping the back of his neck, I force him forward until his front is plastered against the cold tiled wall. He grunts from the force of my body and looks back at me from the corner of his eye.
“I’ve been fucking hard for you all day,” he purrs, and I bury my face in the crook of his neck, not holding back the groan that creeps up my throat from his words. I grind my cock against his ass and relish in the moan that slips free from his lips. I reach around his front with my free hand and fist his cock. “Fuck, Reign,” he hisses when I squeeze, feeling him harden with my touch.
“You like that, don’t you, you fucking cock hungry whore?” I sneer.
He presses his ass against me, and I bite my lip to keep from moaning too loud. “I need to feel you inside me,now.”
