With Everything I Am (The Three #2)(46)

He was an arrogant bastard.

She tried to push away, shoving at his shoulders, saying, “Of all the arrogant –”

She was writhing beneath him when he cut her off, burying his face in her neck, “That’s it, baby doll, fight me. This should be fun.”

She growled low in her throat.

He chuckled low in his.

She bucked and pushed away.

He caught her h*ps and hauled her under him, rolling his own h*ps until she was forced to spread her legs.

She stilled, her eyes locked on his and she cried, “Get off me!”

“No, honey,” he grinned at her, all haughty, arrogant king, “I’m going to get in you.”

She gave his shoulders a mighty heave and his cell rang on the nightstand.

Both their heads twisted to it and both their eyes narrowed on it but for entirely different reasons.

“Fucking hell,” he muttered, reaching a long arm out to nab it.

“Get off me,” she demanded again as he looked at its display.

“Settle for a minute, little one,” he ordered distractedly.

“Get… off… me!” she snapped and his eyes sliced to hers.

“Settle,” he commanded, his voice a sharp, regal crack.

She settled because, apparently, King Not to Be Denied Due to Royal Birth Callum was lying between her legs.

He put his phone to his ear and said, “Callum.”

Since she was close, she could hear the entire conversation.

“Cal, brother, you need to come down the mountain.”

It was Calder.

“For f**k’s sake, why?” Callum clipped.

“You remember what we talked about yesterday?” Calder enquired.

“Yes,” Callum answered tersely.

“Well, we flipped that brother. He’s talking. Talking a lot. This territory is infested. It’s far more dicked up than we imagined. Mona’s… hell, I don’t know what Mona’s been doing but whatever the f**k it is, it’s not her job. Someone has to deal with her and we need to start making moves or this shit is going to start traveling,” Calder answered.

“How bad is it?” Callum asked.

“The scale doesn’t go up to this bad,” Calder replied and Sonia watched Callum close his eyes even as she saw his face set hard before he opened them when Calder kept speaking. “Pack up your mate and bring her ass down the mountain. I’m sure you’ll find time to do her here. We got more important shit to see to.”

Callum’s eyes came to her but she stared at his shoulder angrily at the same time pretending she wasn’t hearing a thing.

“The deed’s done,” Callum announced and it took everything Sonia had not to react to his words.

Good goodness.

Now she was a “deed” to be “done”.

Well, he’d done it all right.

“Hallelujah,” Calder hooted. “I knew it wouldn’t take you long,” he noted with deep respect before finishing, “Now, let’s get to work.”

“We’ll be down by early afternoon,” Callum returned.

“We’ll have everything ready,” Calder replied. “Later.”

Sonia watched as Callum flipped his phone shut and his eyes went to her.

“I’m sorry, honey, we’ve got to cut this short and get back to the real world,” he told her and, she had to give it to him, he sounded disappointed.

But she couldn’t help but think how convenient all this was.

Callum (and his brothers) making it clear (several times) that his time in the cabin with her was something he considered a frustrating annoyance. In fact he, himself, referred to it as a “farce”.

Callum and his brother’s talk about whatever-it-was yesterday.

This morning, Callum wasted no time in seducing her, claiming her and then his brother called to say it was imperative he get back down the mountain.

Royal duty sorted, time to wage war.

“Sonia?” he called and she focused on his handsome face. “We don’t have a lot of time. We need to shower and go.”

“Right,” she whispered, her gaze drifting away while she felt something important curl up in the region of her heart.

“Baby doll,” he murmured and she looked back to him. “We’ll come back. As soon as we can. All right?”

Sonia wouldn’t hold her breath.

“All right,” she replied.

He leaned down, brushed his mouth against hers and then knifed up, taking her with him.

She started to reach for her nightgown but with his hand in hers, he tugged her around the bed (yes, naked!) heading toward the bathroom.

“Callum,” she called, trying to yank away her hand. “You shower first, I’ll start packing.”

“We leave the clothes and food up here. I’ve people that see to the cabin. And we’re showering together,” he announced and her heart skidded to a halt as he pulled her in the bathroom, let her go and twisted immediately to the shower to turn on the taps.

“Um…” she began but gulped back whatever her next words were going to be when his hands came to her h*ps and he hauled her to his body.

“I know this is a lot and I know it’s fast,” he stated abruptly. “But, soon, you’ll be used to me, my body, the fact that I want you na**d in my bed every night and na**d in my shower every morning and na**d anytime you don’t have to wear clothes. So, it’s best that you start getting used to it now.”