Page 41 of Keep Me (Rebel Hearts Heists 2)
But by now I’m too far gone, I think, furious that I can’t have my woman. Sloane will pay for this too. Hell, I’d get Corinne to pay for not being the perfect replica I need but I need her for my plan at the wedding. If I beat her to a bloody pulp, it’ll all be for nothing because it was extremely hard to find someone who looked so similar to Sloane.
“This isn’t working.” I grunt, pulling out of her mouth and dragging her up onto her feet. “Turn around.” I throw her against the leather couch and enter her from behind.
“Don’t you dare turn, speak or look at me, bitch. Stay still and take my cock, Sloane!”
Yes, this is perfect.
If I don’t look at her ass being a little scrawnier than Sloane’s perfectly round, toned buttocks, I can almost believe that it’s her.
“Sloane!” I grunt as I come with a shudder.
One day soon, it’ll come true. Sloane will be mine again or she’ll meet her end.
* * *
Kaden – That same night …
I unbuckle the holster of my gun and deposit my weapon carefully back in the safe. I don’t know where to fucking start explaining to the guys what a hell of a mess we’ve got ourselves into.
I meet Royce’s eyes and he pours me a very large shot of bourbon without me even asking. “That fucked up, huh?” he inquires and I nod, wishing that we could just up and leave everything behind right this very second.
Maybe part of this mess is my fault, maybe if I’d come clean with the guys about why I was robbing banks with them, we could’ve found a different way, one that didn’t put our Sloane in danger. But this way, if everything works how I hope, we’ll have our freedom. We’ll be free to love her and to offer her more than just the life of a fugitive.
I didn’t say much when we had a pregnancy scare a few weeks ago but one day, if we’re free, we could get to a place where a family is possible. We could get to a place where loving us won’t mean giving up on any chance of a normal life. I want that for Sloane.
I spoke to the brothers and Royce and Blaine want it too. River? He’s fucking crazy, I think with a smirk. I’m very fond of that asshole, even if there’s no denying that he’s fucking batshit crazy. I had no doubt he was on board, it was extremely clear how he felt about Sloane, even if he had never said a word about it.
As if summoned by my own thoughts, the door to the penthouse opens and River comes in with his arm wrapped around Sloane’s waist and his face buried in the crook of her long, delicate neck. Blaine comes out from the bedroom, instantly zeroing in on Sloane and her messed up top from having to pull it on and off during her ‘muse appointment.’
“What did you find?” Sloane asks quietly.
I inhale feeling a bit overwhelmed, “I think we have a problem.”
“Sloane, come here,” Blaine demands, as I almost chuckle at that, his patience nearly as thin as his brother’s.
Blaine’s command makes River pause and his come back is snappy and a little whiny as he pulls her into his lap. I can’t help but love the smile that fills Sloane’s face at their banter.
“No way, dude! You’re the one dating Sloane officially, so you can kiss her and hold her hand in public whenever the fuck you want. I got stuck being her goddam brother so I miss her, ok? And if that isn’t enough, I even have to fend off your mom’s fucking advances. I thought she’d leave me alone now that she thinks that I’m dating Kaden, but she just whispered in my ear that she’s going to turn me. As if being gay was a goddamn choice!”
I laugh at River’s exasperated expression but he has a retort ready for me too. “I wouldn’t laugh if I were you either. Alicia said that you’re invited to the party. That she’d love to be the meat in our sandwich. Ah not that funny now, isn’t it?” he asks when I shake my head in disbelief.
Royce barks out a laugh. “What, why are you so upset, huh Rivs? Weren’t you the one who loved to tag team cheerleaders and got really pissed off last year when I didn’t want to join in?”
River looks completely nonplussed and his reply to Royce at least is one that puts a smile on Sloane’s face.
One thing I can say about Sloane is that she’s grown in confidence the longer we’ve been together. I don’t worry about shit like that upsetting her because I know she’s well fucking aware of how I feel about her.
“Yeah but that was last year, before I met my kitten. There was nothing wrong with playing the field as long as I was single but now I’m in love with my girlfriend, motherfucker. So no hookups, no MILFS, no group sex. Unless it’s with Kitten and one or more of you guys. But in that case, all I want is to make Sloane happy, so don’t get weird ideas, the gay thing was just an act to get rid of Blaine’s nympho mom. No offense, Blaine.”
Blaine’s little smirk widens. “None taken and likewise. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for Sloane. I don’t mind you three but if you want some cock, you’re knocking on the wrong door.”
Honestly, this doesn’t surprise me in the least and I’m shocked that it hasn’t been said before. This is such a typical way of them handling this type of topic with bluntness and humor. That thought has me realizing just how well I know them.They really have become my brothers.
Sloane giggles, her eyes wide and very entertained by the conversation at hand, and when her eyes meet mine, I feel myself get immediately hard in my pants, I know exactly what she’s thinking about. My mind is straight back to that jacuzzi with her and River, just before Alicia barged in.
I want nothing more than to make love to my girl right now, with or without the others but I have important news for everyone and my urges will have to wait. I take a seat on the same couch where Royce is sitting and Sloane leaves River to come and sit between us, giving us both brief kisses on the lips.
I just now notice how her long, dark brown hair is up in an elaborate do and she’s wearing tasteful but way heavier makeup than her normal. I remember that she had the rehearsal with the hairdresser and makeup artist for the wedding.
