Bennett Mafia(76)

God. I’m falling for him.

I can’t fall for him.

He nodded as if I was listening, as if I totally understood every word he said, as if my world wasn’t crumbling to pieces inside of me.

“There was a mafia war years ago, and it was so bad that our ancestors decided it’d never happen again. Too many innocents died.” He ran a hand down my arm, grazing the inside of my wrist. He circled it, feeling my palm. “So they made a council instead.”

“A council?”

I was repeating myself, and my heart jackhammered away.

“Yeah.” He frowned, his eyes narrowing. “And because our father was a jackass and soulless and ruthless, he became the leader of the council.”

Oh. Wait a minute.

I shifted up, my eyes flying to his. “So that means…”

He nodded again, his thumb running over my palm. “I’m the leader of the council. It was put together not just to end the war, but to help fight against the government.” He paused, his hand tightening briefly over mine. “Or fight against the US because they always want to know what we do up there too.”

Of course. That made sense.

I bit my lip. “And Tanner was mad because…” I had no idea why he was mad.

“Because he’s second in line.” Kai shifted. Grabbing my waist, he picked me up and pulled me to sit higher on him. Only a few inches separated us again, and I could feel his dick throbbing, hard and demanding entrance. I felt him twitch below me, and I had to bite back a groan because I wanted to give in. I wanted to let him sink inside me.

“So you…” I couldn’t talk. I didn’t even know why I was trying.

“Yes, me.” He was teasing. I heard it in his tone. He knew exactly how he was affecting me. His hands fell to my hips, tipping me into him even more.

He leaned forward so his mouth grazed over my throat. “Yes. Me. I’m the head of the council because I’m the head of our family.”

“And if you fall, then Tanner…” I was dazed. My pulse thundered in my ear. I felt him begin to kiss up my throat.

What were we talking about?

His arms tightened around me. “Tanner takes over, and if he falls, Brooke is next in line. She’s a Bennett. One of us has to maintain control over the council. If we don’t, that won’t be good. At all.”

Yes. The council. Of course.

Good God, he started to kiss my chest. He began to move south, licking all the way between my breasts.

This was never going to get old.

Ever.

I cradled the back of his head as he lavished his attention over me, and I knew this was never going to go away. I’d want him kissing me, licking me, tasting me, sliding inside of me until I was long past being old and about to hit my grave. Even then, I had a hard time imagining I wouldn’t crave the feel of him still.

“Kai,” I moaned, damn close to telling him all of it.

“Mmmm?” He lifted his head, those torturous lips pulling away from my skin, and I gazed down at him.

What was I going to say?

Need. Want. Desire. Those were the only things in my head. I didn’t know anymore. I couldn’t think right now “Nothing,” I rasped. “Nothing at all.”

He lifted his mouth, and I brought mine down to it.

The movie began playing again. The rain continued.

And we were both soon groaning.





CHAPTER FORTY-THREE


I had five days.

Five days of feeling Kai inside of me all night long. Five days where I’d wake and reach for him, where he’d roll inside of me or I would straddle him. Five days where we didn’t leave the room until a late lunch. Meals were spent around a table, laughing, hearing stories from his siblings. Even Tanner began smiling halfway through the first day. Brooke loved cooking, so we enjoyed her gourmet meals—apparently she’d always wanted to be a chef.

Jonah left first, returning to his residency. He only had a few days’ leeway, and his time was up.

Tanner was next, needing to return to the Vancouver home for the family business. I didn’t ask what he did for them. No one offered that information.

Brooke, Kai, and I were left now.

Sitting up in bed, I glanced at the clock. It was a little after four in the morning, but I knew the other side of the bed was empty without looking. Rolling to the edge of the mattress, I tucked the sheet around my naked body.

Kai stood at the window, an arm braced against the wall beside the window frame. He wore sweatpants, which hung low on his hips. The full moon outside bounced off the lake, and I could see every muscle in his shirtless back. The shadows fell over them, gracefully showing me a path along his spine.

I moved to his side, the sheet trailing behind me, and he brought his arm to my waist, tucking me next to him.

“I woke you?”

I rested my head against his shoulder, feeling content and secure. “I don’t know what woke me. What woke you?”

He was still gazing out the window. His hand tightened on my waist for a second. “I never fell asleep.”

Something was wrong. “What’s going on?”

Now he looked down, and I saw regret before he masked it. “I’m going to Milwaukee today.”

We were still tucked in the northern end of Minnesota—only lakes and forest forever.