Reno [Wolfe Brothers 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (9 page)

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“Reno, I’ve so enjoyed my stay here in this lovely facility, but if you don’t break me out of this hospital, I’m going to hurt you!” she complained the next day. Her arm was still sore, but she could be sore at home, too. Flowers covered all available space, and she didn’t even know who all of them were from but suspected her dad did it.

Luciano had been there when she arrived at the hospital. He had stated that he had the perfect opportunity to get to know her since she couldn’t escape. From what she’d been able to learn about him, he was a really nice man…even if he was with “the family.”

Reno had been there, too. She thought that he probably felt guilty about her being shot, but she wasn’t going to question him about it. She enjoyed the time he spent with her as if each moment was the last because, as far as she knew, it could be the last one.

“Dr. Broughton said you could leave today. He just wants to make sure it looks okay. You’re going to have a few prescriptions to take as well.”

“Good.” If she had to watch the young nurses drooling over Reno for much longer, she was going to make them need a hospital room. While he didn’t seem to encourage their attention in any way, she was sick of seeing lovesick women fawning over him every time they came into her room. You would have thought he was the patient instead of her.

After checking out, she allowed Reno to drive her home, only he didn’t take her to her place. Instead, he drove her to his condo after stopping to pick up her medications. “What are we doing here? I thought you were taking me home?”

“You’ll stay here for a few days,” he informed her after getting her settled. “I want to talk to you.”

“Oh, have you found a Dom for me?” It was funny how those pain meds worked. She still felt pain, but she didn’t give a damn. They also allowed her to talk more freely. She giggled at the expression on his face.

“Do I need to spank your ass again?”

“Well, not if you aren’t going to please me afterward. It just doesn’t do anything for me that way.”

“It’s not supposed to, dammit.” He chuckled as she curled up next to him on the sofa. “What’s the rule in this house?”

“You must be nekkid at all times.”

“Nekkid?”

“Yes, you must be naked and up to something.” Her fingers cupped and traced his cock. “You feel up.” He moved her fingers off of his cock.

“I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you.”

She sat up. “Fine, seriously converse with me. I’m listening.”

“Get naked, pet.” She maneuvered around on the sofa until she was able to strip off her pants and thong but couldn’t lift her arm up to get the shirt off. Reno helped by taking a pocketknife and slicing it down the middle.

“You know, that was one of my favorite shirts.”

“You won’t be needing it here, pet.” He liked the feel of her naked in his arms, so he pulled her across his lap. “Let’s talk about some things that need to be addressed.”

“Shit, what have I done wrong this time?”

He tweaked her nipple to let her know that he wasn’t happy with her remark. “First of all, you left without letting anyone know where you were going.”

“I didn’t know where I was going at the time. You had my cell phone—it’s the only place I had your number. Moving on!” She slipped her fingers under the material of his shirt. She loved the feeling of his naked flesh against her.

“You didn’t call me back.”

“Again, you didn’t leave your number on my machine.” She traced her lips down his neck. “Doesn’t count.”

“You mistook my phone conversation.”

She grabbed a handful of chest hair and pulled. “I didn’t misunderstand anything.
You
said you wanted me out.”

“I needed you out so I could settle some things in my mind. I couldn’t do that with you walking around naked tempting me all the time.”

“You made me stay naked!”

“That’s beside the point.” He groaned as she nipped his earlobe a little harder than she should have. “I want you to stay with me.”

“Sure you do.”

“Let me prove it to you.” With one hand, he reached behind his back and pulled out a small bag. “A Dom gives his sub a collar to show other people their relationship status.” He pulled out a black leather collar that had his name embellished across it. “Are you willing to accept my collar?”

Trista’s eyes filled with tears. For her, this was as close to heaven as she thought she could get. She nodded and lifted her hair up off her nape so he could put his mark in place. “This is hard for me because I’ve never told another woman this before, but I want you to know that I love you.”

“I love you, too!” Tears were flowing freely now as she meshed her mouth to his. Her lips parted his as she thrust her tongue into his mouth. He was quick to take over the kiss, sucking her tongue into his mouth as his hands cupped her breasts. His fingers gently brushed across the aching tips while she squirmed against him.

She didn’t hear the door open, nor did she notice when Xavier came to sit across from them. He opened the waistband of his slacks and pulled out his cock. He slowly stroked his member as he watched the pair in front of him.

Reno pulled his lips away from hers. “Remember those fantasies you had, honey?” She nodded her head against him. His lips brushed against her once, twice more before he spoke. “Turn around, honey.”

She squealed as she saw Xavier. It didn’t matter that he had seen her naked before, but Reno didn’t give her the opportunity to hide. “He won’t touch you, baby, unless you want it. He’s just going to watch.” His velvety voice slid over her, and her nipples tightened as Reno stood her in front of him so he could remove his clothes until he, too, was naked.

Reno pulled her down so that she straddled his lap. Her bare pussy was spread open to the hungry eyes of Xavier. “He wants you, too, honey. He wants to see if your pussy tastes as good as it looks.” His voice was low at her ear as he slid his fingers down to her pussy. His fingers spread her further apart. Her hard clit begged for attention. “Touch it for us, honey. Touch that hungry little clit.”

Without hesitation, she slid her fingers between her legs. She slid her fingers through the slick moisture before she stroked them over her clit. Her breath caught, her body tensed, and she arched against her hand. “It’s so hot,” she whimpered as she continued to stroke herself.

“What’s hot, darlin’?” Xavier asked her.

“This,” she moaned as she came close to climaxing. “You both watching me.” Her hand stilled, afraid that if she stroked herself again, she’d come.

Reno lifted her, helped her to position his cock, then let her slowly sink down onto him until only his testicles were seen. Trista’s body shook, ready to come as soon as he gave her the word, but she fought it off. She wanted him to be proud of her, but waiting could only last so long. She was so full of him, her clit so hard, her pussy so wet.

“Please, sir. Let me come.” He helped her to lift off of him then let her weight help to pull her back down. Once, twice. “Please, sir!”

“Come, honey!” His long fingers pulled her nipples out tight from her body as she bowed against him. She bit her lip but couldn’t contain the scream as her climax rocked through her.

“Fuck, she’s hot!” Xavier cursed from the other side of the room. “Can she come again?” She looked at Xavier, his cock, while not as big as Reno’s, was hard and thick, shiny with the pre-cum that had slid down.

“Hell, yes,” Reno muttered as he began to arch against her, sending more and more pleasure arcing through her body. One plateau to the next, her body was becoming one long continuous orgasm. Fingers closed around her collar and tightened lightly. She sucked one of his other fingers into her mouth as she held Xavier’s eyes.

It was too much for them. Both men came. Xavier’s cock sent cum across his shirt while Reno shot jet after jet into her pussy. As their bodies calmed, sanity returned, and Trista was once again trying to find a way to hide her body from Xavier.

After a haphazard clean up, Xavier stood before her. “Thank you for letting me watch.” He leaned down to brush a kiss onto the corner of her mouth, but Reno’s growl stopped him. “So, that’s the way it’s going to be, huh?”

“I’m afraid so. Don’t even think of touching her.” Reno grasped both breasts and pulled her closer to him.

“You collared her, didn’t you?” Xavier angrily tucked his cock back into his pants.

“Yeah, I did.”

“So now you’re not going to share?”

“No, don’t think that’s going to be possible.”

“And why the hell not?”

“I’d hate to have to kill you, but if you touched her, I would.” Reno slid his tongue into the shell of her ear. She shivered and clenched her internal muscles around his still-hard cock.

“You lucky son of a bitch.” Xavier walked to the door and left.

“Did you enjoy it, honey? Did you like him watching you ride my cock with you tight little pussy?”

She whimpered. He was getting her off just by talking to her. “Yes, sir.”

His fingers slid down to her pussy, and he pinched her clit, giving her just enough pain to set her off as he hammered into her pussy.

It took a while for them both to catch their breath. She allowed him to clean her up then settle her back against him. “I need to tell you something. Actually, two somethings.”

“Okay?”

“I didn’t use a condom. I’m sorry, but I couldn’t wait to be in your pussy.”

“It shouldn’t be a problem. It’s the wrong time of the month, and I have to take shots to keep my periods in control.” She stroked his chest. “What’s the other issue?”

“I can’t share you. It’s never been a problem in the past, me sharing a woman, but I wasn’t lying when I told Xavier that I’d kill him. I don’t want anyone else touching you. You’re mine, honey.”

“You jackass. I never said that I even wanted someone else.”

“On your laptop…”

“Those are stories. Some stories are more exciting because it’s something that I can read about but don’t want to experience. I only want you,” she said sleepily. “I need a nap.”

“No.” He yawned. “You need to quit trying to top me from the bottom,” he stated, but carried her to bed just the same. “I love you, honey,” he whispered, but she was already asleep, safe and secure in his arms.

THE END

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I was born in Kansas City, Missouri and spent the first part of my life in Independence. Later, I moved to Georgia where I have resided ever since.

I am married with one son, five cats, four turtles, and a dog. I have been an avid reader all my life. I even got my master’s degree in reading.

In high school, I began to write in earnest. I so badly wanted to become a writer. After a conversation with my health occupations teacher, I lost confidence in my abilities as a writer and put it on hold for ten years or so.

After suffering a layoff, I decided to try my hand at writing again. I have really enjoyed doing what I love so much—putting the characters I love in stories.

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