Wild Like the Wind (Chaos #5)(92)

So they’d make Hound stand the gauntlet to have me.

I was so into my head, thinking these things, I didn’t notice that I didn’t speak all the way home.

Or all the way up to my front door.

Or all the way up to my room.

All this last with Hound following me.

“Everything good with you and Bev?” Hound asked carefully when we both hit the room.

I shot him a glare. His brows went up. And angrily, I went to the shopping bag I’d left on the armchair, which looked like it was covered in shaggy sheepskin, that sat in the seating area of my huge bedroom.

With my back turned to him, I tore off my clothes, all of them. Then I yanked the teddy out of the bag, bit the tags off with my teeth, and molded it on, adjusting it around my not-as-abundant-as-Bev’s-boobies so it gave them some lift and squeeze.

I turned to Hound, slammed my hands on my hips even as I jutted one out and demanded, “Well?”

That got me a new look from my new, expressive Hound. One that shared he wanted bad to bust a gut laughing at the fact I’d just angrily slid on a teddy, at the same time he wondered how pissed I would be if he ripped that brand-new teddy clean from my body.

It was a freaking awesome look.

“Do you like it?” I asked when he said nothing.

“I’m not sure how one second, I could be worried you got into it with your girl and the next minute I’m so hard I think my dick’s gonna split in two at the same time I wanna laugh my ass off ’cause you’re so damned cute. So yeah, I like it, but answer me. You and Bev okay?”

“First,” I brandished an arm down my front like I was a model calling attention to a shiny car on a podium at a car show, “Happy day after I told you I love you day.”

That got me another new look from Hound.

One that said he thought I was damned cute and he loved me … fierce.

I had to ignore that so I could stay on target with what I had to say.

“Second, if the brothers make you stand the gauntlet, I’m done with Chaos,” I leaned toward him dramatically, “forever.”

His face softened, registering openly his understanding.

“I see the old ladies got together and got their panties in a twist,” he muttered.

“I’m being very serious, Shep,” I warned.

“Baby, on your knees at the edge of the side of the bed. Now.”

That took some of the anger out of me mostly because you couldn’t be angry when you were in the throes of a mini-orgasm.

I went to the bed and did as I was told.

Hound didn’t waste time coming to stand in front of me.

He also didn’t waste time making new adjustments to the neckline of my teddy, gliding it over my nipples to expose them in a move that felt so good, my lips parted and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. He then put his palms to the bottom sides of my breasts and shoved them up and in.

“Better,” he murmured.

“Hound.”

His gaze went from my tits to my eyes but he kept his hands where they were.

“They might make me do it,” he whispered.

A frisson of fear moved through me and I put my hands to his abs.

“Baby,” I whispered back.

“And I’ll do it. To have you and have my brothers, I’ll do anything, but Keekee,” his thumbs slid over my nipples and again my lips parted as I swayed into his hands, “bottom line, I finally got you, I’ll do anything it takes to keep you.”

I slid a hand up his chest and guessed, “You knew this was a possibility.”

“Yup.”

“It’s not fair.”

“It’s the way it is.”

“It isn’t fair,” I pushed.

“It’s how much you’re worth it to me,” he returned, and I swayed deeper into his hands. “I almost want it, Keekee. That shot to prove to them where I’m at with you. To show Black I deserve you. They decide that’s where it’s gonna be, I’ll be all in.”

I curled my fingers around his neck. “But what if I don’t want it?”

“You know the man I am, the men they are, what this is and how it’s gotta be.” He dropped his head to rest his forehead against mine. “It’ll be their last act of loyalty to Black. They gotta give you up too, Keely. They gotta give you to me. If they can’t find it in their souls to do that without makin’ me bleed, then I’ll give that to them too.”

God, he loved his brothers.

And man, did he love me.

“I won’t like it.”

“Wouldn’t suspect you’d want your man beat to shit,” he said with amusement, lifting his head from mine.

“I know this is just another day in your life, your world, you get how it goes,” I told him, squeezing his neck. “But I want it understood, I don’t like it.”

“I need you at the hog roasts at my side,” he returned. “I need you on the back of my bike on our rides. I need to fuck you in my bed at the Compound. I need you in Chaos with me, Keekee. It’s noted you don’t like this might happen. But I don’t want you pullin’ outta Chaos because your man is Chaos, and to be at my side, I want you a part of everything that makes me.”

Fuck, I had to give this to him.

“Okay,” I grumbled. “But I still don’t like it.”