Page 32 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

Caden’s warm hand closes over mine, and I turn to look at him. His eyes are on the road, and his other hand is on the steering wheel. “I wouldn’t have let you go, Harper. Not alone. We would have found somewhere else safe to stay. You and me.”

“Is anywhere in this town safe?” My voice sounds small, but that’s how I feel. I’m having to rely on these boys that I love to keep me safe. But if we can’t take down Zach before Saturday night and he manages to do whatever he has planned, I might be on my own, facing him down.

I need to find my own strength to deal with everyone coming at us.

“Everyone thinks I’m the weak link.” I inhale. “I need to show them I’m not.”

Caden turns down a gravel road and glances at me. “You make us stronger. You’re not weak.”

“But that’s why they’re coming at me. I was nothing before you claimed me. They still think I’m nothing.” I glance into the darkness. We’re outside of the city lights, but the waxing moon floods the landscape with light.

All around us is stone as Caden parks and shuts off the car and the headlights, leaving us in the dimness of the night. He runs his hand through his hair.

“You hid because you wanted to, not because you’re weak.” Caden turns and, though I can’t see the color of his eyes, his conviction hits me.

“They don’t know that.” I blow out a breath and release my seatbelt. “What they see is this girl who spent years hiding and got claimed by the horsemen. Who got spanked in front of the entire cafeteria. Who has been the victim time and time again.”

Caden’s jaw ticks, and I reach over to smooth it out.

“Then let’s prove to them you aren’t weak,” he says.

“How do we do that?”

He slides his seat back and taps his lap. I roll my eyes but climb over the console to straddle his lap. He drags me in against him, so I can feel his hard cock between my legs. I thread my hands in his hair and press my forehead against his.

“You show them your confidence. You walk with your head high and your tits out.”

I growl low, but Caden smirks and palms my breasts through my shirt. My nipples tighten and sparks fire off inside me.

“They’re lovely tits, little nympho. My point is, if you appear super confident, they’ll believe it. They’ve seen you slink through the halls. They’ve watched us manhandle you. If you want to be known as a badass, claim us. Because the times you have are sexy as fuck.”

He nudges my face until our lips brush against each other. Shivers course through me. He doesn’t claim me though. He doesn’t push it to the next level.

I meet his eyes, and part of me knows what he wants. He wants me to take control. He’s letting me. Remembering that time with Luke and Eli where they let me take them and the heady rush I got, I don’t hesitate any longer.

My mouth crashes against his, and I tug on his hair. Sliding my tongue against the seam of his lips, he opens for me. A rush flows through me as his hands slide down to my hips. As I explore him, conquer him, I roll my hips against his. His cock presses against the seam in my jeans, making everything inside me come to life.

I ease my hand down between us as I kiss along his jaw. My hand slips inside his athletic pants to find his hard cock hot and waiting for my touch. That rush of power flows through me as my thumb rubs his tip, and his cock jerks eagerly.

His breath comes out raw against my ear. “Fuck. Why are you wearing jeans?”

I chuckle at his frustration and stroke his cock while kissing his neck.

His fingers grip my hips as I roll them against him. “Fuck it.”

He undoes my buttons, and he opens my jeans quickly. “I’d love to let you have your fun with me later tonight, but I don’t know how long we have until some asshole comes along and wants to play with you.”

He pushes his hand inside my jeans and panties, sliding over my clit, before his fingers thrust deep inside me. I gasp at the intrusion.

“So fucking wet. I’m going to fuck you all night tonight. You think you can handle that, little nympho?” He kisses my ear before sucking on my neck.

“Yes, War.” I tip my head back and ride his thrusting finger. My hand strokes his cock, wishing he was deep inside me. “Later, I’m going to ride your cock until you explode.”

His chuckle sends shivers up my spine. “I look forward to it.”

He curls his fingers, touching that spot that lights me up. He presses against it with every thrust of his fingers inside me. Crying out, I fall over the edge, blinding me to anything but the sensation of his fingers inside my pulsing pussy. He draws his fingers out and sucks them into his mouth. An aftershock ripples through me.

“Help me out, little nympho,” he whispers. He pushes the steering wheel up, and I slide to the floorboard.