RYDER (Slater Brothers 4)(18)

Damn, he wasn’t lying; he really didn’t look like he enjoyed being here.

Ryder looked to Dominic. “You fought?”

“And won.” He nodded.

I looked down to Ryder and caught his frown. “I didn’t hear the bells, or cheering. I actually didn’t hear a damn thing.”

Damien snorted. “I wouldn’t hear anything other than the beat of my own cock if Branna was on my lap either.”

I don’t know why, but I dramatically gasped.

“You dirty little bastard,” I said, shocked.

I wasn’t prepared for the burst of male laughter that followed my insult, nor was I fully ready to see the five brothers smile. What I really wasn’t ready for was to see Kane smile. My God, I didn’t know who was better looking of the five of them—well, I was sitting on my preference—but Kane won the award for best smile. It was stunning, and transformed his entire face.

“I apologise,” Damien said to me, still chuckling.

I eyed him. “You shouldn’t say stuff like that around women... or girls. How old are you?”

He didn’t break eye contact with me as he said, “Eighteen.”

He was a baby!

“My baby sister is almost eighteen.” I gulped.

Dominic grinned at me. “Is she as hot as you?”

I blinked. “She’s beautiful.”

Dominic’s eyes gleamed. “Maybe I’ll get to meet her if Ry lets you stick around.”

Let’s me stick around, I silently repeated. What did that mean?

“Not if I meet her first,” Damien said, nudging Dominic with his shoulder. “I call dibs.”

Dominic glared at his twin. “You don’t even know what she looks like, you can’t call dibs unless we see her at the same time. That’s the deal.”

They had a deal about dibs?

Damien jabbed his thumb in my direction. “If she looks like her, I’m calling an early dibs.”

Dominic narrowed his eyes. “Fine, whatever. She’s probably not even that hot.”

I glared at the pair of them. “She is beautiful, and hot, and everything in-between you little shites. Don’t talk about me sister like that unless you wanna go a few rounds with me. I’ll put you on your back before you could blink.”

Dominic’s jaw dropped while Alec and Damien cracked up laughing. I looked at them, then to Kane who was smirking at me before looking down to Ryder. I felt my cheeks stain with heat, but I refused to let them get away with that kind of talk about my blood.

“I’m not sorry,” I defended. “They shouldn’t talk about girls like that.”

“You’re right, they shouldn’t.” He looked at his brothers and shot them a glare that would have frightened the knickers off of me. “Apologise.”

The twins did almost immediately, but Dominic had a grin on his face that told me he wasn’t all that sorry.

“It’s a shame you said what you did,” I said with a shake of my head. “I thought you were cute, too.”

I yelped when hands squeezed my behind. “I’m still here,” Ryder said, amused.

It was then I realised that I was still sitting on his body, and a flush attacked my cheeks. I made a motion to get of Ryder, but he blocked all of my efforts. “I have to get off you,” I whispered.

He didn’t let me go. “Why?” he asked.

I looked at his brothers, then to the rest of the people dancing and walking around the club. “Because I’m in control now,” I murmured, “not me vagina.”

Ryder smirked up at me and said, “Give me your mouth and I’ll switch the roles back.”

I surprisingly laughed.

I heard a growl from our left. “Five minutes, Ryder.”

Ryder nodded to Kane who spoke and said, “I’ll only need one.”

Cocky f*cker.

I glanced back to the brothers and saw they had moved off, when I looked back down at Ryder I smiled. “You’re all gorgeous, especially Damien. He looks like the real life version of the animated Jack Frost, and I have a huge crush on that character.”

Ryder licked his lower lip. “You think my baby brother, and other brothers, are hot? My ego would be shot if it wasn’t me you were sitting on.”

I giggled. “I like you best.”

He grinned. “Prove it.”

I raised an eyebrow. “I think I did that before they showed up.”

He hummed. “I think I need a reminder.”

I lowered my head to his. “A reminder, huh?”

“Just a little one,” he murmured.

I pressed my lips against his and intended to grind against him once more, but shock tore through at the same time molten pleasure did. Ryder removed his right hand from my behind and instead of bringing it to my hair like he did before; he slid it up the front of my bare thigh. He pushed my dress up to my hips along the way then snaked his finger under my knickers and glided his fingertips up my wet slit until they came into contact with my throbbing clit.

“So wet, Branna,” he rumbled against my mouth. “Damn, baby, you’re so ready.”

He swirled his fingers over my hardening bud before he pulled his hand away and brought his fingers up to his lips where he sucked them into his mouth, and fluttered his eyes shut as he tasted me. The wave of need that slammed into me in that moment was greater than anything I had ever experienced.