Page 155 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

Eli

Harper ducks her head to avoid watching them fight. I smooth my hand over her hair. She’s not used to any of this. The parties. The fighting. Us. Not used to being the center of attention.

I’ve seen the girls watching, drooling over us, and Harper saw them too. What she didn’t notice were the guys watching her. Wanting her. They may think she’s a little freak in the sheets, but I don’t think that’s all of the appeal of Harper Davidson, even for them.

She’s beautiful and shines bright now, instead of hiding in the shadows. She’s soft and loving. Her devotion to us is obvious. Anyone would want what we have. They’d be a fool not to want it. Not to want her.

She’s ours, and we’re not giving her up. It’s hard to imagine her not being part of our lives. I don’t know that we were truly living before we claimed her.

Caden and Luke back away from each other, gauging the other’s weaknesses. My sweat dries against my skin. I’m ready to fight the winner for the chance to have Harper in my arms all night and my cock buried inside her.

It’s possessive and primal. And a prize worth fighting for.

I assess each of them. We’ve been fighting for years, but each of us learns something from every fight we’ve been in. Caden drops his left hand every time he’s going in with a hard right.

Luke is fiercely protective, which makes sense given his upbringing. But once he lets loose, he’s an animal. Caden might have more power behind his punches, but Luke is controlled until he wants something.

Then there’s something feral about the way Luke fights. He releases that cool exterior. It’s terrifying and beautiful to watch.

Harper should be watching this, learning more about us, but she only sees the violence.

I glance around the audience. Mostly football guys, which makes sense. Our game was interrupted. There’s a bunch of adrenaline begging to be released. The girls are talking to the guys, their eyes only half on the fight.

Maybe the girls are looking to get laid. Maybe they’re just hoping for their turn at us. I shake my head. It’s not an option even if we didn’t agree to exclusivity.

There’s no one that could draw me away from Harper.

There are some guys who don’t play sports hanging around. Most of them are either taking bets or placing them. A couple might actually fight. A few guys from the basketball team stand off to one side by themselves, watching.

“Nico.”

Nico looks at me. I gesture with my head toward the guys.

“Are they part of the crew?” I ask. Zach’s crew that meets at the drug house is what I mean.

Nico narrows his eyes as he looks at them. He shakes his head as he sits back.

It’s not unusual for the players to be at a party. The question is whether they’re spying for Zach or just enjoying the party? I don’t know what they’d learn watching us fight each other, but they may be looking for intelligence more than anything.

“Want me to go talk to them?” Jack asks.

I glance at Jack. He’s back to almost full energy without the assistance of caffeine. I give him a sharp nod.

Jack wanders that way slowly, talking with people along the way. I return my attention to the fight. Caden and Luke are sweating, but they’re far from winded. There are red marks on Luke’s side and Caden’s chest.

They’re still taking it easy. I glance down at Harper, who still isn’t watching them.

“Don’t you want to see who wins, kitten?”

She lifts her head and doesn’t even skim Luke and Caden but meets my gaze.

“No.” She looks a little pale.

“You okay?” I ask and lift her chin and study her face. Is she getting sick? Or is this just too much for her?

She swallows and wets her lips. “Yeah. I guess I’m really not into fighting when it’s two of mine.”

Smiling, I stroke my thumb across her cheek. “We don’t fight much. These are fun for us. None of us really wants to hurt the other.”