“So, missy,” she gives me a look that means business. “What has you all twisted into knots? Lord knows you only work, so you probably haven’t met a boy.”
“Oh, you’re right there. I haven’t metaboy. I have met two and they are more men than boys.” I swear her jaw hits the table with a thud.
“Please clarify. You said two. As in one more than one? Like there is a boy A and a boy B?” She rambles out asking the same question in a million different ways, too many tabs open in the webpage and you can’t figure out where the music is coming from. I wait for her brain to glitch out so I can explain myself.
“Kyra…Yes, you are correct. Two boys, as in one more than one. Their names are Graham and Demitri.” She is staring blankly at me. I am waiting for all of the information to compute.
“Wait, you only go to work and the gym. Where did you meet two men that are interested in you?”
“RUDE! What do you mean “interested in me”? That makes it sound like no one would be interested in me.” I snark at her. Iknow she didn’t mean it like that, but I have to give her shit. If I didn’t give her shit, we wouldn’t be us.
“You know what the fuck I mean.” She comes back at me.
“Well, technically I ran into Graham at Down Under Coffee, but officially met him at the station. They are helping the city with security for the Tigers home games this week. I am stationed with them as their police escort for the two games.” I give her the most basic details of our situation. I don't want to worry her with the details from Nick yet.
“You ran into him? Please explain.”
“Niko handed me my coffee. I turned around to leave, and he was standing right there. He caught me so I didn’t fall on my ass, and then he got a phone call and I bolted. Where, I was then greeted with the presence of him, and his best friend as the security coordinators we are working with.”
“Girl, please tell me you are going to live the best female main character life and let them release some of that damn tension you are always carrying. You haven’t gotten laid since Nick and I still don’t think it was all that good.” She sounds so excited, and I can’t help but to thrive off her vibes. Her energy is infectious, and it doesn’t take long to remember exactly why I love being with her.
Kyra currently works for a local car dealership running their marketing department. It is a job that sucks the soul out of her, but she needs the money, so she stays with it. One day we will run a romance bookstore but for now we do what we have to do.
“That is the issue Kyra, I don’t know if I can open my legs to a guy, let alone my heart. Let’s not even talk about two guys.”
“Well, tell me about them. You said their names are Graham and Demitri, and they run a security company. What company? Would I have heard of them? What do they look like?”
“Okay, one question at a time. Yes, their names are Graham and Demitri. They are tall, delicious, muscular Marine men.They own Devil Dog Security. Graham also goes by Hutch. He is a few inches north of six foot five probably, a blonde Norse god chiseled out of stone. Blue eyes that could cause the next ice age. Demitri is his polar opposite, right around six foot five, chocolate brown eyes I could dip strawberries in, and black hair.”
“Please tell me one of them has a brother?”
“Well, I haven’t gotten to know much about them.” I blush, embarrassed that I am so fixated on two men I hardly know anything about. She looks at me with a blank face right before her face cracks into the biggest smile and then she starts laughing. “Hey, why are you laughing like that?”
“Oh, my sweet bestie.” She calms her laughing down enough to speak. She rests her hands on top of mine, resting on the vinyl table top. “I have never seen you like this. Not even when you met Nick. These guys must be a gift from God himself to have you in love already.” Oh, this bitch, in the best way possible.
“I am absolutely not in love with these guys I hardly know. Infatuated, sure, in love, no.” I say with more conviction than I actually feel.
“Okay, whatever you say, beautiful.” She ends the conversation with one statement and a smile, right before our lunch comes to the table.
We spend the next half hour eating our favorite meals, and gossiping about life. Mike is doing his best to try and crush my girl's dreams, but thankfully she has me to remind her how amazing she is. Time with her is exactly what we needed, both of us. By the time we leave the diner, I feel a little lighter, her sunshine filling me with a sense of peace, and maybe, just maybe, I can at least hear the guys out.
CHAPTER 13
DEMITRI
Iwake with a jolt, my alarm blaring so loud that I wouldn’t be surprised if Hutch heard it down the hall. Once we got out of the Marines, we bought this house together. We have pretty much spent every moment together since we were young. Once we graduated, we essentially left the ceremony and found our way to a recruiting office. We went off to boot camp together. Somehow, we have always been deployed together and stationed together. I am pretty sure we are both codependent on each other, but neither of us will admit it. He may be my better half, but we balance each other out.
Before I open my eyes, I swear I can smell her scent lingering in the air around me. She smells of something warm, like caramel. Her scent makes my mouth water, and my dick is instantly hard. I run a hand down my chest, imagining it is her much more petite hand. My fingers linger slowly, making a path down to my cock, that has a heartbeat of its own. My mind wanders to her stunning hazel eyes, her long midnight hair, and what I can only imagine is perfectly sculpted breasts.
“Demon, are you dreaming of me? What do you want me to do to you?” Her voice is low and seductive, not an ounceof the sass from the other day to be found. I run my fingers through her hair before putting a little pressure on her head, encouraging her to kneel in front of me. Her warm hand grasps my erection, taking long, languid strokes from root to tip before she leans in and runs her tongue up the length of me.
“Fuck, Little Fox. Please take me in your mouth, don't tease me.” I grasp her hair in my hand to try and force her to take me down her throat, but she continues to kiss and lick my length.
“Ah, ah, ah. You will take what I am willing to give you.” Damn, this girl is sassy even in my imagination. Finally, she opens her mouth, and I am not the good man she might think I am. I cram my dick as far down her throat as I can. She gasps slightly, surprised by my aggression. I take control of her movements and use her mouth as my own personal fuck toy.
My hand tightly wrapped around my cock, using my own spit as lube while I jerk myself. A low groan rumbling in my throat as my orgasm rips through my body. Cum lashing my abs and chest. Hopefully, this will take a little of the tension out of my body, and the need to rip Nyx’s clothes off her body the moment I see her this afternoon. It is going to be a long day keeping our hands to ourselves.
She has been radio silent since Hutch scared her off with a kiss at her car. We know that she has been out to lunch at a small diner and has not left her apartment other than that. Graham is a master hacker. He was able to put some tracking software on her phone remotely. It’s something small but gives us a little piece-of-mind. This girl has become our absolute obsession. We will do anything, take care of anyone, to make sure that she is safe.
