I turned and sat back on my knees. "Yeah." Reaching out, I ran my fingers through his hair. "He's got this awesome blond hair and these big, ocean-blue eyes."

Wrath chuckled, low and deep. "Ocean blue, huh?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

His hand circled my wrist, bringing me closer to kiss my fingers. "Come closer."

It would've been hard to get closer without straddling his lap, so as gracefully as possible, that's what I did. Somehow I arranged myself without kneeing him in the groin.

We were almost nose to nose. "I was surprised you came in tonight."

He cocked his head. "Why?"

Because you could have any girl you wanted. "I don't know."

"I told you I was sorry I had to cut out this morning. Rock had an early meeting he needed me at."

"Club business?"

"Yeah."

"Secret?"

He thought about it for a minute. "We're in the process of buying a bigger place for our MC."

"Oh yeah, I think Rock mentioned that yesterday."

Wrath's eyes narrowed and he studied me for a minute. "Really?"

"Yeah, he told me to come to your party tonight. I guess that's the other reason I was surprised to see you."

"Would you have stopped by if I hadn't come in?"

Willingly walk into an MC clubhouse by myself-no fucking way. But I didn't want to offend him. "Probably not."

He nodded, and I wasn't sure if my answer was what he wanted to hear. Did he want me to come looking for him? It was so hard to read him in the dark.

I shouldn't have been falling for this big, dangerous biker, but between the thoughtful date and his focused attention, I felt as if I'd taken five steps forward and jumped right off the ledge.

Clearly, Trinity wouldn't have come looking for me at the clubhouse. I didn't mind. She didn't need to be anywhere near my brothers. The thought of any of them getting within ten feet of her triggered a torrent of rage in me. Why, I had no idea yet.

"Give me that lovely mouth, Angel Face," I whispered.

A sweet, breathy sigh fell from her lips, chocolate breath washing over my skin. Threading my fingers in the hair at the back of her head, I pulled her to me. Lips parted and wet, she let me in immediately. My tongue stroked over hers, and she pushed her breasts into my chest. The slow, seductive thing I was trying out would be a massive failure if she kept that up.

"Are you warm enough?" I asked her.

"I'm burning up," she whispered.

Fuck yeah.

Unzipping the hoodie slowly, I set it next to us on the blanket, then carefully worked her T-shirt up. She must have been wearing another one of those sexy fucking push-up bras because her pale skin overflowed and glowed in the moonlight. Cupping her breasts with both my big hands, I tested their weight, kneading, stroking my thumb over her lace-covered nipples. She tossed her head back, exposing her long, graceful neck. Pulling the lace cups aside, I took one hard nipple into my mouth, running my tongue around it and lightly scraping my teeth against her flesh. She jerked in my lap, grinding herself against my stone-hard dick.

"God, you're perfect," I rasped, coming up for air.

Slowly, she lifted her head, looking down at my hands cupping her breasts. "I feel so tiny in your grasp."

"You are tiny next to me," I answered with a laugh.

"I like that. No one's ever made me feel that way."

I wasn't sure what she meant by that, but it sounded good to me. Anything I did to her first made me really fucking happy.

I showed my appreciation by sucking her other nipple into my mouth. Her hands searched for something to hold on to and finally gripped my shoulders. Over and over, I slid my tongue across the hard peak. When she whined, I gently tugged and nipped. Her hips jerked in my lap, her nails digging into my shoulders.

"Wrath"

Letting her nipple go with a soft pop, I kissed my way up her chest, stopping to suck on her neck before continuing to nibble on her ear. "Yes, Angel Face?"

She ground against my cock restlessly. "Please? I need"

A slow grin turned my mouth up. "What do you need?" I asked with my lips pressed against her neck.

More grinding, shifting. Christ, I was gonna come in my pants if she kept it up.

"You, please."

Fuck, I wanted to drown in the sound of Trinity begging for my cock. "Where do you need me?"

She pushed out a frustrated breath. "In-inside me."

Running my finger over her bottom lip, I pressed the tip inside. "Inside you here?"

She sucked on my finger while shaking her head no.

Dropping my hand to her lap, I pressed my fingers against her pussy. Through her jeans, I could tell she was hot and wet for me. "Here, baby?"

She made this deep moaning sound before answering, "Yes, please."

That simple "yes, please" fucked me up in a big way. That might be the exact moment she ruined me for any other woman.

Coiled tight against me, she rocked her hips against my hand. It wasn't enough and she was quickly frustrated.

"Sit back, babe."

She leaned back enough for me to work her jeans open. Lifting her ass a little, I tugged her pants down her legs, slipped off her sneakers, then worked her pants off the rest of the way.

My hand immediately dove for her spread pussy. "You're really wet, baby."

She moaned as my fingers glided over her slippery skin. So fucking sexy.

"You know you have to be quiet, right?"

"Oh. Oh, I don't think"

She couldn't talk because I eased one finger into her snug, little pussy, slid out, then thrust it back in again. When I thought she was close, I eased off.

"You want it bad, don't you?" Even though it was torture on my dick, I loved teasing her.

"Please, I want you. Make me come."

"You'll come on my cock when I say so."

"Yes, okay. Please," she whimpered. With those words, she reached inside my chest and stole a chunk of my heart.

I flicked my thumb over her clit and squeezed one nipple with my other hand.

I shook off whatever I was feeling and decided to stop tormenting myself. My dick hadn't done anything wrong to deserve this suffering. I was ready to fucking explode.

"Lift up, baby," I coaxed.

Her head lolled to the side, but she lifted herself enough for me to work my cock out. Snagging a condom from my pocket, I rolled it on.

"Okay, come here. I'm gonna take care of you." I slid my hands under her ass and pulled her toward me, easing her down my cock nice and slow.

"There we go. That better?" I couldn't help but smirk, but she was so out of it, I doubt she minded.

Her hands settled on my shoulders and she sat up a little straighter. I grunted as the movement pushed her farther down my dick. "Yes. So good," she whimpered.

Fucking love that.

She lifted up a little and her lips parted. I covered her mouth with my own, swallowing her cries. I was vaguely aware she was sliding up and down my dick faster, grinding into me harder on each down stroke. Slicking a finger over her clit brought on another scream I barely caught in time. She was soaking by this point, and I glided in and out faster. She tightened and rocked, her head falling back, teeth sinking into her bottom lip.

Beautiful.

Keeping her hips still, I hammered up into her fast and deep until I shot so hard, all breath left me in a rush.

An unexpected tidal wave of emotion crashed over me. Wasn't that supposed to happen to chicks with amazing sex? Not me. Never before. But there it was.

She bent forward and placed soft kisses along my jaw. "Thank you," she said so sweetly.

Game over.

Present day Trinity's trying hard to make me lose it tonight. I grip the bottle of Jack in my hand so fucking tight, I won't be surprised when it shatters all over me.

Fucking Teller and Murphy. I want to smash the bottle over both their fucking heads. My brothers.

Fuck.

A voice in my head reminds me it's not their fault, because I never opened my fucking mouth.

More Jack should drown out that voice.

I shouldn't be letting a bitch get between me and my brothers. The fact that she is and has been for years pisses me off even more.

Cookie struts over to me and straddles my lap. "You look tense, Wrath baby. Can I help?"

Throwing another glare at Trinity, who is oblivious to anything other than grinding her ass into Teller's dick while Murphy gropes her tits, I nod at Cookie. They're dancing in the middle of the room with a bunch of people. But they might as well be fucking. I'm sure in another twenty minutes, they will be.

Again.

"Yeah, hon." I push her off my lap onto the floor and free my half-hard cock. Not the first time I'll get a blowjob on this couch in front of everyone. Hell, I'm not even the first person tonight to get sucked off out in the open.

Cookie's rubbing up and down my shaft with enthusiasm, but it's not doing much for me. Watching Teller suck on Trinity's shoulder while her arms are looped around his neck is pissing me off way too much. I close my eyes.

Honey eyes peeking up at me.

Fuck, I'm hard as steel now. Eight fucking miserable years later, and that memory still works every time. I snag a condom out of my left back pocket and hand it to Cookie. The fake-chemical scent of cherries reaches my nose as she rolls it down with her mouth. Christ, the tricks this bitch can do with that mouth of hers.

Sweet motherfuck.

Cookie takes me right to the back of her throat and stays for a second before bobbing up and down. Why Rock gave this bitch up, I have no fucking idea.

Opening my eyes is a mistake. Trinity stares at me with wide-eyed pain all over her angel face. I stare back and cock my head in a way I want her to read as: You're kidding, right? Teller and Murphy still have their hands and mouths all over her, and she's, what? Hurt I'm getting some head?

Fuck that.

And fuck her too. I flip her off, and she finally takes her wounded kitten face elsewhere.

Twisting my hand in Cookie's hair, I push and pull her up and down my cock. She goes soft and lets me just fuck her face until I come. She looks up at me, and I smile.

"Thanks, darlin'. You're right. I do feel better now." Lie. If anything, I feel worse, but that's not Cookie's fault. I give her a quick peck on the cheek, and she beams.

She cleans me up and goes away.

Perfect.

Scanning the room, I don't see the threesome.

Oh, there they are, heading upstairs.

Fuck-fuck-fucking bullshit!

The front door opens, pulling my attention away from the nightmare headed upstairs. Rock, dragging in the bitch he's been hard up for at least two goddamn years. She's skinnier than I remember. Still has a nice rack, though. Must be drunk off her ass because she's swaying and kind of dazed as she looks around the room.

She smiles when Rock leans down and whispers in her ear. I guess she's pretty. Still don't see what all the fuss is about. Why we had to risk a war with the Vipers over her. Why my best friend is so fucking obsessed with her.

Rock sees me and nods over the crowd. He looks like he just won the motherfucking lottery.