UNBROKEN: A Bad Boy MMA Romance (Midwest Alphas) (Book 2) (32 page)

I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. She kisses me again and massages our tongues together as my cock presses against her, begging to be inside of her. I stumble across the room and lower her onto my bed in the corner. Her short hair creates a dark halo around her head and I smile down at her.

“What?” she asks.

“I actually kind of like your hair like this,” I chuckle.

She shakes her head with a devious smirk. “You don’t have to compliment me during a casual hook-up, Kai.”

I raise an eyebrow and grip her wrists before pinning her arms above her head. “I can insult you, if you prefer. It might be more fun for me, actually…”

“Or we can just stop talking altogether…” She grins and pushes up to steal a kiss from me.

I kiss her back and release her hands as I descend her petite body. I come face-to-face with her glorious tits and I remember how much I miss them. I fell asleep on them one night in Dublin and had the most magnificent dreams of my life. She complained about back pain the next morning, but it was so fucking worth it.

I unhook the front clasp of the bra and they bounce to their natural setting. My lips curl as I press my face between them and inhale my lungs full of her scent. She pushes her fingers through my hair and moans softly with every kiss I place on her warm skin. I keep going down. She pleasured me, after all, and I always return the favor.

Piper trembles as I pull her panties down to her ankles. I take a moment and stare down at her body. That stunning alabaster skin… I’ll never tire of it. I put my hands on it and remember how silky smooth it is as I lower myself between her legs. She raises her knees and hooks them over my shoulders, as she always does… or
did
.

Her chest heaves with anticipation of me. It’s been six months since I’ve had the chance to tease her and I want to savor every moment of her torment. I purse my lips and lay kisses on her thighs, slowly inching closer to her willing slit. Her nails dig into my scalp as she tries to pull me in, but I refuse her. My tongue drips with saliva, thirsty for her taste, but I keep my resolve. Her scent fills my nose, that sweet aroma of sex that drives me wild.

I lick my lips and let my tongue hang out just inches away from her. She moans and her body trembles beneath my touch. I look up at her and smile at the passion in her eyes. She wants it so badly. She always did before, but right now, the look in her eyes is one of excruciating pain. I know now that she told me the truth before. She really hasn’t been with anyone since Spain.

I let my tongue glide across her folds and her fist clamps tighter onto my hair. She holds back her screams by biting her lips closed. Her entire body tightens up as I bury my face in her. Her flavor — it hasn’t changed at all. I drink her wetness and plunge my tongue inside of her for more. More blood fills my already raging cock. I want to be inside of her so badly, but I can’t pull away from her dripping slit.

I balance her clit between my teeth. It throbs hard against my tongue. Her fingers fall from my head and she grabs at the bedspread to dig her nails into something. I enjoy the look on her face more than ever as I suck softly on her clit. She can barely even open her eyes. Moans pour off her lips, intense and loud, as I feel her climax against me.

It’s pure, undeniable ecstasy in her eyes when she finally opens them again. She watches me lap at her. Her thighs twitch wildly as my tongue put too much pressure on her sensitive bud. Her body fights it, but she can’t bring herself to make me stop. My lips curl as I flick at her, trying to make her beg me to stop. Her face contorts. She bites her lips and tongue. Every muscles in her body goes tense.

“Oh—
fuck—
” she cries out between her teeth and plants a hand against my forehead.

I pull away and kiss her thighs, overwhelmed with victory, but we’re not done yet. I travel up her body slowly, giving her enough time to catch her breath again before I take it away with eager kisses. She licks my lips clean of her taste and spreads her legs wide for me.

My cock rests perfectly between her folds, but I don’t push in. Not yet. I want to make sure I’m looking in her eyes as I do it. I’ve waited so long to be inside of her again and I want to see the delicious pain cross her face. I brace my stiffness against her and stare into her eyes while she gazes back at me. She kisses me with her eyes wide open, watching me closely with each heaving breath she takes.

I slide inside of her and she feels like heaven.

I rest my head on her shoulder and she holds me against her. Neither of us move an inch. We breathe in and out. Our pulses sync up together. I almost blow my load right here, but the promise of more holds me back. I raise my head and she smiles back at me.

Piper fucking Lynch.

I move inside of her with quick thrusts, remembering exactly how she likes it: Hard, fast, and without restraint. Coincidentally, it’s exactly how I like it, too. She purrs in my ears as I go, bucking her hips to meet me. She angles up to wrap her legs tight around my waist, sending my rod deeper inside of her. I grunt in pleasure. Her wetness is tight and smooth, somehow even more so than I remember. Maybe it’s just the severe dry spell I’ve lived with for six months, but I can’t deny how fucking amazing she feels.

I bury my face in her tits and lick the sweet sweat off her body as I pound away at her. Six months of pain and hatred surge through my groin, fueling each thrust I send at her. Laughter spills off her lips, as if to mock me. I reach up to grip her black hair and tug her head to the side so I can attack her neck. I bite and suck at her, hoping to bring her the same pain. She moans with each nibble I give her and her nails dig a little deeper into my back.

Her nails scratch at me. I feel my skin break as I lean up and stare down at her. “Turn around,” I say.

Piper gives in to my demands and she does it with a smile on her face. She releases her legs from about my waist and flips over onto her stomach. Her arms and legs shake as she raises her ass into the air for me.

I shove my cock back inside of her. My thrusts shake the bed beneath us. It taps against the wall, but I can’t be bothered to stop. Let someone hear. Let someone complain. I don’t give a fuck. I grip her ass and dig my fingers into her perfect skin while I pound her even harder.

Piper latches against my pillow and stuffs the corner between her teeth. I make a game of it to see if I can make her scream louder, but she manages to keep the sound smothered against the pillow.

I lean forward and grab her hair. Her back arches as I whisper in her ear. “Moan for me, Piper,” I tell her. She does and the pillow drops from her mouth. I hit her with an unstoppable flurry of cock, sliding in and out of her, until I feel her muscles clamp around me. Her moisture triples inside as she comes on me. Her insides twitch wildly, sending fierce vibrations through my body.

I hold her against me as I come. She rounds her hips, grinding us together, milking my cock for every last drop of it. If she’s that thirsty for me, then I’ll give it all to her. I pump inside of her until my legs give out beneath me.

We collapse together onto the small bed and slowly roll over to stare at each other. I can’t speak. I don’t need to. I can see everything she has to say in her eyes. Her hair has fallen down, stuck to her wet, sweaty face. I reach out and push it back behind her ear before leaning in to kiss her again. Her tongue is as dry as mine is, but she still tastes so good.

“Kai…” she whispers. “I l—”

A key moves in the lock.

We both shoot up in the bed. Panic rises in my chest as a thousand thoughts run together in my mind. Maybe I can hide her under the bed or in the closet. Which one is faster? But what about her clothes on the floor?
Oh, Christ—

The door pushes open and we hear Shawn’s voice. “We had a big night last night, Mr. L. I’m sure he’s still napping away—”

Mr. L?

Oh, fuck.

No. No no no.

My eyes fall on Piper’s and my tongue ties into knots. She grips the bed sheet in shock and pulls it against her to hide her naked breasts.

Shawn steps into the room with my mother and stepfather right behind him.

Philip Lynch. The headmaster of my former high school, Belle Academy, and Piper’s father… a man that hasn’t seen or heard from his daughter in over six months.

My mother gasps, but doesn’t say a word. Shawn’s reaction is pretty much the same.

Philip’s eyes hop from my face to Piper’s and they stay there. “Piper?” he asks, his voice laced with anger.

Piper trembles beside me. “Hi, Dad…” she squeaks.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Chapter 7

Piper

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

No. This isn’t happening.

I lock eyes with my father and I remember the last time I saw him. He dropped Mandy and me off at the airport. I gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek and told him I’d see him next week.

But that never happened.

I stayed in Europe with my mother, just like I always planned to. I didn’t go to Harvard like he planned for me. I walked away from him and everything having to do with him in search of a new life away from his control.

He looks at me now with nothing but rage. There is no relief in his eyes, no happiness of seeing me alive and well, only a sudden clarity of my treachery against him. “What the hell is going on here?!” he shouts at us.

I tremble with a new fear. It clashes with the desire inside of me, still lingering strong for Kai. My eyes wander around the room, taking in the gazes of all those around us. My stepmother, Ava, looks more confused than angry or upset. Shawn has slunk backward and slid down into his desk chair behind them with curious amusement dancing in his eyes. I open my mouth to speak to my father, but the words refuse to form on my tongue. Kai doesn’t say anything either.

“Piper!” he shouts again. I jolt at the sound. “Answer me!”

I force myself to breathe. “I…”

My father puts his hands on his hips. His face is red and a light sweat has broken out along his brow. “Piper, so help me god, if you don’t say something
right now
—”

Kai rests his hand on my thigh. “Okay—” he interrupts and forces my father’s attentions on himself instead. “Let’s just calm down.”

“Calm down?!” my father parrots back. “I haven’t seen my daughter in
six months
— you know that. You sat at my dinner table and shrugged your shoulders when I asked where she was and now I find you deflowering her in your dorm room—”

“Okay, hold on there, Philip—” Kai raises his hand. “No one’s getting
deflowered
here, all right? Your daughter ain’t exactly uncharted waters.”

I smack his arm. “Kai!”

“Well, you’re not!”

“You don’t have to say it like
that
!”

He looks at me. “Piper, that’s the
nicest
way
I’ve ever described you.”

I shake my head, mad with fury, and turn away from him.

“Piper, is this true?” my father asks me, his eyes boring down on me from the foot of the bed.

I hold the sheet so tightly around my breasts, I think for a moment that it’ll fuse with my still-erect nipples. “I…” The words get trapped in my throat. I’m not exactly the poster child for a shy sexuality, but I sure as hell don’t want to talk about it with my father — especially not while I’m naked with my stepbrother’s semen slowly seeping out of my crevice. “You know what…” I say. “We should probably talk about this later.”

“Oh, no,” my father says. “I’m not letting you out of my sight until I know exactly where the hell you’ve been all this time. I want answers and I want them
now
.”

Blood fills my cheeks. “Dad,
please
—”

“No!”

“Philip,
honey
…” Ava steps forward and places her hand on his arm. “Maybe she’s right. I don’t think any of us are in the correct frame of mind for such a discussion right now.”

“I don’t care!” he shouts. “
This
is unacceptable!” He points at the two of us, naked and sweating in Kai’s bed. “What the hell are you two thinking? This is a complete embarrassment.”

“Chill out, Philip,” Kai fires back. He leans against the headboard and stares at my father with no fear in his eyes. “It’s just a casual thing.”

My father’s eyes grow wide in his skull. “You’re having
casual sex
with my daughter?” A darker rage fills his face and for a moment, I fear he may actually attack Kai with his bare hands.

Ava’s firm grip on his arm holds him at bay. “Philip,
please
,” she urges. “Let’s give them some privacy and we’ll get back together with them later.”

“Fine…” he says. My father’s red eyes fall on me again and I recoil against the headboard. “And
you
…” he seethes with a pointed finger. “Don’t you go anywhere. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, sir,” I whisper. I see Kai glance at me out of the corner of my eyes, but I can’t bring myself to look anywhere other than the bed sheet around me.

Ava tugs on his arm and the two of them make wide strides towards the door. My father shoots one last look at the two of us before slamming it closed behind him.

Shawn slides out of his desk chair without hesitation. “I think I’m going to go hang with Mandy for a while…” he says.

“Yeah,” Kai says. “Sounds good.”

He slips out of the room, but not without sneaking one last peak at me first. I hear him lock the door behind him, sealing the two of us inside.

“Pipes…”

I collapse forward and rest my head in my hands. “Oh,
fuck
…”

He reaches for me, but I pull away the second I feel his fingertips on my skin. “Piper—”

“It’s just a casual thing?!”
I repeat his words back to him and snap up to face him. “What the
fuck
were you thinking?!”

“There was no sense in lying to him,” he says. “He saw everything he needed to put it all together.”