Fate (Steel Brothers Saga #13) - Helen Hardt Page 0,9
bound Wendy’s wrists to the headboard.
“Good and tight, Brad,” she said. “I want them good and tight.”
“I always do,” I said.
Then I gave her boob a light slap.
I never left a mark. Well, almost never. Wendy actually liked it when I did. I gave her tits another quick slap and then her pussy.
She squirmed, and her scent wafted toward me. She was ready. Wet and ready.
I could fuck her quickly. We didn’t stand on ceremony anymore. Back in high school, we’d steam up my windows with marathon make out sessions, but these days, we were both in it for the fucking.
I’d never been able to resist her, and I wasn’t going to start tonight.
I’d met an angel. An angel who could be my future. An angel who was hiding something underneath her almost untouchable beauty.
Didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy a fuck with Wendy.
“Tell me what you’re going to do to me, Brad,” she said.
“I’m going to shove my cock into you. I’m going to fuck you.”
“How are you going to fuck me?”
I slapped her tits once more. “Hard. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk out of here.”
She squirmed, pulling at her bindings. “I like it hard, baby. I like it really hard.”
Worked for me. I could never deny the physical chemistry Wendy and I shared. No, I didn’t love her.
Like I said, she was my kryptonite. My weakness.
But Daphne…
I’d met an angel who’d affected me deeply in a way that shocked me. I didn’t want to ruin what that might become.
If Wendy was my weakness, maybe it was time to find my strength.
I regarded her, naked and tied up, ready for me to do whatever I pleased.
I was still hard as granite, hard as steel. The bulge under my jeans was clear, and Wendy knew it. I wanted her.
I always wanted her.
But maybe, just maybe, it was time to think not of what I wanted, but what I needed.
I’d dated on and off when Wendy and I were off-again, but never had I found someone I truly felt a possibility of a future with.
My future wasn’t with Wendy. I’d known that for a long time now. In her own nutty way, Wendy knew it too. She fascinated me. Her mind was one of a kind, but lately she seemed to be going down a dark path, a path I couldn’t follow.
In fact, I was beginning to wonder about Larry, Theo, and Tom as well. They were loyal to Wendy and the club above all else.
It was a little creepy.
“You going to fuck me or what, Brad?”
I jerked out of my thoughts. I was still hard.
Until—
“Hey, Steel!” Murphy’s voice boomed. “You home?”
“Shit. Murphy’s home,” I said.
“So? Like we haven’t fucked with someone else in another room a thousand times.”
She was right. We had. Our physical chemistry always found a way. Plus, this was my room in my condo. The door was locked. Murph and I fucked women while the other was home all the time.
So why did it bother me this time?
“What a great condo!” came Patty Watson’s voice.
Yup. That was why.
All it took was her roommate’s voice to remind me of Daphne Wade. I had no idea what the future held for Daphne and me, but I knew one thing.
I was done fucking Wendy Madigan.
Daphne seemed to be the antidote to the kryptonite, and whether we ended up together or not, I’d be forever grateful to her for that.
“Brad,” Wendy whined, “I’m so horny for you. Come on. Fuck me, baby. Hard and fast.”
My dick had lowered to half-mast. I wasn’t going to fuck anyone tonight.
I braced myself.
When I told Wendy, it wasn’t going to be pretty.
Chapter Seven
Daphne
Patty hadn’t returned to the room yet. She and Sean had been gone for over an hour on their walk. I knew nothing about my new roommate. Would she sleep with a guy she just met? I had no idea.
I looked at my watch. Nearly midnight.
I didn’t want to go to bed yet. The first night in a new bed—a new place altogether—was the perfect storm for my nightmares.
Part of me wished I’d told Mom about the dream, but she might not have let me come to college. She was pretty protective.
I wanted to be here. I wanted a fresh start.
No one knew me here. No one knew I’d been sent away for most of my junior year of high school. I wasn’t strange Daphne here.
I was Daphne Wade. College freshman, just like everyone else.