Ryan Reign (New York Ruthless #4)(70)

“How about we settle this like we used to when we were younger?” Shane offers with a grin.

Conor frowns. “With an arm wrestle?”

“You got any better ideas?” Shane shrugs as he starts to remove his suit jacket.

“Fine by me,” Mikey grins as he does the same and the next minute Conor and Liam are taking theirs off too.

“You’re seriously going to arm wrestle to decide this?” I fold my arms across my chest and glare at them.

Mikey winks at me. “Yes. And we know you think it’s hot really, Red, having the four of us competing for you.”

The heat flooding my core confirms he’s right. “Well, yeah. But I’m worried this is going to get a little competitive.”

Conor sidles up to me, running his hand over my ass and planting a soft kiss on my shoulder. “Oh, it’s about to get very fucking competitive, Angel,” he chuckles before he walks into the middle of the room and starts arranging the furniture with Mikey and Liam for their impromptu tournament.

“How about Liam and Mikey go first?” Shane suggests.

“Fine by me,” Liam nods. “I’ll get rid of my toughest competition first round before I deal with you two old timers.”

“You’re pretty cocky for a kid who was taught everything you know by these two old timers,” Conor says with an arch of his eyebrows before he throws a sofa cushion at Liam’s head.

“Let’s just get down to business, eh?” Mikey says as he takes a seat. Liam laughs as he takes a seat opposite him. Conor hovers beside them, making sure they are going to fight fair. I watch in twisted fascination as the two of them prepare to arm wrestle and I’m so distracted that I hardly notice Shane isn’t anywhere near his brothers but is now standing beside me. As Liam and Mikey grip each other’s hands, he hoists me over his shoulder, making me yelp in surprise and then he runs out of the room and towards the stairway.

“Shane!” I half shriek, half laugh as he starts to take the stairs two at a time.

He slaps my ass and laughs to himself as his brothers start shouting after us. “Shane! You cheating asshole!” I can hear the sound of furniture being pushed over and their feet on the wooden floor as they run after us. Shane runs into our bedroom and sets me down on my feet before he locks the door behind us. Then he turns to me with pure fire and lust in his eyes. “Take the dress off, sweetheart. Right now,” he growls as he steps towards me, backing me towards the bed.

I reach behind and undo the zip as he starts to undress too. “You cheated.” I arch an eyebrow at him.

“I play to win, sweetheart. By any means necessary.”

The sound of his brothers banging on the door distracts me and I look over his shoulder.

“Open the fucking door, Shane!” Conor shouts.

“You fucking cheat!” Mikey adds while the three of them try and punch and kick their way through. The doors in this house are solid oak, but they are no match for three angry Ryans.

“You know that door won’t hold out much longer?” I say.

“I know.” Shane laughs and the sound makes my heart flutter. His genuine, playful laugh is a sound not often heard and it is a beautiful thing. “But I plan on being buried inside your hot cunt by the time they make it in here.”

He removes the rest of his clothes quickly. Just as I’m stepping out of my dress and before I can even straighten up, he pushes me onto the bed and crawls over me, trailing kisses down my stomach as he pulls my panties down and over my legs. When he’s taken them off completely, he rubs his nose along the folds of my pussy, inhaling deeply before he presses a soft kiss directly on my clit that makes me shudder. The low growl that rumbles in his throat vibrates through my body.

“Shane!” I pant as he moves up the bed and holds himself over me before pressing his hard cock against my entrance as his brothers go on trying to break the door down. “You ready to be fucked, Mrs. Ryan?” he breathes.

“God, yes!” I groan just before he drives his cock into me. He takes my hands, entwining his fingers with mine as he pins them either side of my head. Then he seals his lips over mine, pushing his tongue inside my mouth as he nails me to the bed, and claiming me completely.

The sound of the door bursting open a few seconds later, distracts me temporarily and I glance up to see his brothers tumbling through it. They grumble and shout incoherently as they pull off their clothes. Knowing that my eyes are on his brothers, Shane drives even deeper and harder, making me groan into his mouth and give him my full attention.

I hear stumbling and some laughing and then someone is beside us on the bed. In one swift movement, Shane slides a hand to my ass and rolls us both onto our sides, hooking my thigh over his as he continues kissing and fucking me. A hard chest is pressed against my back as soft kisses are peppered along my shoulders and I recognize Liam’s mouth and then his hands as one slides up my back and onto my throat. Shane lets me up for air and Liam takes the opportunity to cup my chin and turn my head to him.

He smiles down at me, his deep brown eyes twinkling. “Hey, baby.”

“Hey,” I purr before he kisses me softly.

As Liam kisses me, Shane’s hand slides to my hip and his fingers press into my tender flesh. Then he pulls his cock out of me and Liam pulls his lips from mine before looking at his brother. “Fucking cheat!” he says, narrowing his eyes at him, but there is no malice in his words.