Page 198 of Their Cruel Play
“Since when?” she asks with an arched look. She loves talking back to Luke. I think she’s itching for a punishment. It’s been a while.
“Do you want the bathroom to yourself, or do you want Caden to help you with your tampon? Again.” Luke smirks.
Fuck it, I’d do it. Toss the applicator and use my fingers to guide it into her body, suck her nipple into my mouth, feel her pulse around me.
The redness on her cheeks deepens. Her lips press together. Luke chucks her under the chin and turns to me. He smacks me on the shoulder.
“Come on.” Giving me a pointed look, he leads the way into the bedroom.
Reluctantly, I follow him. I want to know everything about my little nympho. Every inch of that awesome body. Every thought in that pretty head. What she feels in that too big heart of hers.
I grab my shirt, one that smells like me, and a fresh pair of panties from the closet. Luke would have done the same thing. We may not be jealous of each other, but we’re still possessive as hell and love to claim our girl. The marks on her body prove that.
As soon as she opens the door, before she can ask for it, I hold them out to her.
Her eyes brighten and she smiles. “Thanks.”
She takes them into the bathroom and closes the door softly. The fact that she doesn’t expect this shit from us, and it’s easy shit to do, just makes my heart ache.
“We should ask her about MacKenzie. We can’t disregard her as a suspect without looking into her.” Luke sits on the edge of the bed in his boxers. His damp hair hangs over his eyes. The bruise on his side is still mottled green and purple and yellow.
We’re familiar with the fact that sometimes the people we’re supposed to trust hurt us the most.
I nod and sit next to him. “I hope it’s not her. For Harper’s sake.”
“It’ll break her.” At one point, that’s what Luke wanted to do to Harper. Break her down into our little pet. Possess her for the year. But now, the idea of her broken causes him physical pain.
I put my hand on his shoulder. “We’ll get the information we need, and Jack will do a deeper dive into MacKenzie. We’ll figure out who our mole is and work to use that to our advantage.”
It’s simple really. Outing the mole without letting on we know who they are will be hard, but we’ll set the trap carefully to get them to reveal themselves. I’m okay with the stealth stuff, but it would be quicker to beat it out of the guy. And after everything these assholes have done to Harper, I have some pent-up aggression to work out.
The bathroom door opens and Harper walks out in my t-shirt, all confident. She’s different since the first time we saw her naked. I wasn’t wrong when I said this girl would be built for sex. I just didn’t understand how she would be built for sex with us.
And only us. Fuck sharing her with the world. She’s mine. She’s ours.
If Zach had done anything to her, he wouldn’t be breathing. I’d have my parents’ full attention for once as they fought to make sure I didn’t end up on Death Row. But fuck. Anything that threatens to extinguish that light in her eyes, I’ll destroy.
“I need sleep.” She looks at both of us warily since we don’t move from the foot of the bed. She arches an eyebrow and tosses her single braid over her shoulder.
“We won’t bite, little nympho.”
Her look says she doesn’t believe me. She’s right because she’s delectable, and I love the taste of her.
“Come on. It’s been a long day.” Luke holds his hand out to her and she steps in to take it. “That nap will only get you so far.”
“You’re not wrong.” As she closes in, she brushes her hand over my shoulder. “You good, Caden?”
“Just waiting to watch you crawl that fine ass into my bed.” I smirk at her saucy smile.
When I stand, so does Luke. She slips between the two of us before climbing onto the bed and crawling to the headboard. My shirt rides up around her hips, showing the black silky panties I bought her.
“Fuck, princess, if I had something to punish you over, those panties would be mine.”
She turns and sits by the pillows, patting each side of her. “This bed will seem too big with just the three of us in it.”
“I sleep in it alone all the time.” I wink as we both skirt around to opposite sides of the bed. Not sure either of us crawling would be as sexy as Harper. Besides, we aren’t really the crawling type.
Harper slides under the covers and grins at me. “Not this year you aren’t.”
