Page 82 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
I shrug and flip on my signal to pull into the campus parking lot. “Yes and no. We’re taking it seriously, but we also know we can handle it if something is thrown our way.”
“Do you think someone is trying to hurt Ari?” Her voice is so small that I kiss her knuckles again.
“I don’t know. We have enemies, and now that people know that the Saviors never truly went away, they’re coming out of the woodwork.” I pull into the spot in front of her dorm. “Trust me, Ari can take care of himself.”
I push my door open and walk over to open hers. She slides her hand into mine, and I help her out. When we turn toward the door, Kira freezes. Jessica, the girl that invited her to the party, is waiting. She shuffles from foot to foot nervously.
“What are you doing here?” Kira asks.
“I wanted to know if we could talk.”
Kira crosses her arms over her chest and leans into my side when I wrap my arm around her shoulders. Jessica casts a quick look at me and looks away just as quickly. “He stays,” Kira says. “What did you want to talk about?”
“I would have called, but I didn’t have your number. I’m really sorry about what Greg and Viv said last night.”Greg.I file that name away for later. “I really was excited that you came.”
“Well,” Kira says and then clears her throat. I know she’s uncomfortable, but she’s not going to back down. “You can let them know that the circus freak won’t be coming to any more parties.” I tighten my arm around her at those words, but don’t say anything. “Thanks for coming.”
“Kira. I’m so sorry.”
I feel a slight tremble in Kira’s body and decide to shut this shit down. “You said what you needed to say. You need to go.”
Jessica looks at me wide-eyed but nods quickly. “Yes. Of course. I’ll see you in class.” She walks away quickly, and I can’t help but glare at her back.
Kira huffs, and I look down to see that she’s trying not to laugh. “What’s funny?”
She gets on her tiptoes and pecks my lips. “You looked like you were trying to melt her with your eyes.”
“That would be a fun party trick.” She laughs loudly and grabs my hand, tugging me toward the door. She unlocks it and pulls me inside.
I turn around and press her against it once it closes, my lips coming down on hers. I almost lost my fucking mind when she told me she was a virgin. I wanted to sink into her right then and claim her as mine, but I know she deserves more. Kira’s arms wind around my neck, and I reach down to grab her thighs. I lift until she wraps her legs around my waist and deepen the kiss. She moans softly, and my cock jerks in my jeans. I want her so fucking bad, but I don’t think Kira is completely ready for that. Especially when I slide my hand under the back of her shirt, and she freezes when my hand rubs across her scars. I feel her forcibly relax and tighten her legs around my waist. I’ll give her whatever she wants, but I want to know she’s ready. We’ll start slow and go from there. But there’s no way that I’m taking her virginity when she doesn’t even like me touching anything that she keeps covered. I want her to trust that they won’t turn me off.
“Keon,” she breathes against my lips and grinds against me.
“I know, Mama,” I soothe. I’m painfully hard, my cock throbbing with need.
“Please.”
“Please, what?”
Kira swallows and looks at me through her lashes. “I want you to take it away.” I raise a brow, and she huffs. “My virginity.”
I smooth a thumb across the frown line between her brows. “You aren’t ready for that, Mama.” She frowns harder, and I peck her lips. “I can take the ache away, though.”
Her breath catches, and her eyelids droop. “How?”
I set her on her feet. “Go to your room, get naked from the waist down, and get under the covers.”
“Oh,” she breathes.
She walks slowly to her room, glancing at me over her shoulder. Once she’s in there, I take a deep breath and rearrange my dick. I give her two minutes and kick my boots off. When I get into her room, she has the covers pulled up to her chin even though she still has a shirt on. I lay beside her and rub my knuckles down her cheek. “Is this okay?”
She nods. “Yeah. What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to make you come.” She makes that little sound in the back of her throat that drives me fucking nuts. “If you get uncomfortable, let me know.” She nods jerkily, and I lean over to kiss her softly. I gently pry her fingers off the top of the sheet and scoot closer. I kiss her until she relaxes on the bed and run my fingers down her neck. She shudders from head to toe, showing me she’s going to be responsive as hell. I let my fingers trail down her chest until I get to her breast. I stop, giving her time to change her mind. She kisses me harder, so I let it drift further down and flatten my palm. I massage it gently, and she moans into the kiss. I wish she didn’t have her shirt and bra on, but I’m not going to push her. I switch between both breasts until her hips are rotating on the bed. Her thigh rubs against my cock with each movement, and I know I’m going to have to take care of that after I take care of her. I let my hand drift slowly down her stomach, taking the sheet with me. When it gets to the bottom of her shirt, I go to slide it underneath. Kira grabs my wrist to stop me, and I pull back from the kiss immediately to search her face. She doesn’t look upset, just embarrassed. “Talk to me, Mama.”
She chews on her bottom lip. “I’m not…I don’t…” she groans and covers her face with her hands. “I’m not…um…bare.”
It takes a minute for my brain to catch up since all the blood is in my cock. When it dawns on me what she means, I groan. “You mean you don’t shave?”
