Nolan (3 page)

“What did you say?” He told her again. “What
for? Over some money? Did you tell him that you didn’t have any? Or that he
should get a job or something? I’m going to kick his ass.”

Nolan laughed and she felt it all the way to
her toes. He winked at her before he looked at Shane again, and she wanted to get
up and pound him in the head. Then have him pound her with his cock. Rylee got
up to pace and that didn’t help worth shit. Now he was closer than he’d been
when she’d been on the other side of the bed.

“The police want to talk to you and your
aunt. I’m only here to verify for them that this is the man that hurt you.
They’re—”

Rylee focused on what he’d said. “What do you
mean, man? He’s a student. A kid like Shane is, right?” Nolan shook his head
and started to speak. But she cut him off again. “You mean they just let anyone
on the lot with a knife to cut on the students? What the fuck is wrong with—?”

“Could you please just shut up? And maybe
just stop interrupting me so I can tell you what I know?” Rylee felt her mouth
snap shut and was surprised that she didn’t cut her tongue off when it did. Nolan
had stood up when he spoke, and since she’d been pretty close to him again, she
could see that they were a perfect fit in their bodies. Cock to pussy, chest to
breast. And when he growled, it vibrated along her skin like he’d touched her
with it. When he spoke, his voice was low and full of sex. She had never
thought of that term before, but he was using it on her now. “You’re not
helping me one bit, so you know. But I have to finish this or we’ll never get to
your needs.”

“My needs are just fine.” He grinned at her,
and she realized what that had sounded like. “What I mean is, you can talk to
Shane, but you’re to leave me alone. Forever. I don’t have any use for you.”

“Don’t you?” Her face heated up. Nolan turned
back to Shane, and she felt as if she’d been given some sort of reprieve or
something. “But as I was saying. This is not a kid; a student, yes, but not a
kid. He turned nineteen three months ago. He’s been held back a few times.”

“Why is he…? I’m surprised he didn’t slit
someone else’s throat for that.” She looked at Shane when he moaned. “I’m sorry,
buddy. I really am. You know how my mouth gets ahead of my good sense sometimes.”

“You said that before. I don’t know what it
means. But I know what you mean about this kid…man, I guess. Walter is one of
the meanest people I ever met. Except for you when you get all worked up.” He
grinned at her. “Mom said that’s why you liked the army so much. You could cuss
with the best of them and make people do what you wanted all the time too. She
called you bossy.”

The pain of missing her sister was still
there. How much they’d lost because neither of them had ever dreamed one of
them wouldn’t be around forever. Even in what she did with her life, it had
always been assumed that she’d be the one that would die first, killed in the
line of duty. But it had been her sweet, loving sister, Shelby, and not her, to
suffer the way that she had. And she really did suffer needlessly, as far as
Rylee was concerned.

As Nolan spoke to Shane, she tried her best
not to think of her sister and the last months of her life. The pain she was in
and the way she’d cried to her nightly about leaving her only child. Shane
knew, Rylee was pretty sure, but he’d never said anything to her and she’d not
mentioned it to him. Together they were a good team, she’d thought. At least
until this came around. And right now she felt like a failure. Actually, that
had come over her a great deal lately, the feeling of inadequacy. First the
rent was always late, the car being taken, and now this. How the hell did
people do it? Oh yeah, she thought, they didn’t have forty-seven thousand
dollars of hospital bills to pay, not to mention a funeral cost that was eating
them alive every month. Nolan stood up, and so did she when he turned to her.

“The police are going to talk to you at noon.
My brother Joey is going to come in and be here as well. He’s an attorney.” She
wanted to ask him how many brothers he had but said nothing. “It’ll be fine,
Rylee. You’ll see. You have support now, and we take care of each other.”

“But I’m nothing to you.” She watched his
face and could see something there, but chose, for now, to ignore it. “You
should just leave us to ourselves. We can…I’m not sure if you were serious or
not about the bill here, but paying it will take us under. Well, it’ll take us
under faster than we’re sinking now.”

“I was serious. And it’s been taken care of. Like
I told Shane and now you, my bill and that of my brother, you don’t have to
worry about.”

Nodding, she wanted to beg him to come back
and hold her again, a feeling that she didn’t have a lot of experience with,
this need to be held. When he stopped at the door, she foolishly felt her heart
pick up speed as he motioned for her to come to him with his finger. And like a
bigger fool, she went to him.

The curtain at the door was closed, and before
she could think or even decide if she wanted him to, he had her body pressed
against the door and his mouth at hers. Christ, the man was making her crazy with
need and desire.

The touch of his fingers over her breast made
her look down. He’d lifted her blouse up and moved her bra out of the way for
his touch. She moaned against his mouth when he thumbed her nipple. She
tightened her hold on him as he moved down her body. As soon as his tongue
laved her, she felt her eyes roll to the back of her head as the sensations
nearly had her screaming out his name for more.

As he suckled at her, she curled her fingers
into his hair, amazed again at how soft it was, and held him to her this time. He
lifted Rylee by her ass, and she wrapped her legs around him like that was
where they were supposed to be. He rocked into her now, hard like he was
fucking her. His cock was hard, thick, and long. Rylee felt her mouth water to
taste him, to feel him filling her.

“Christ, I need to taste you.” She nodded,
not sure if she had the ability to even speak when he whispered near her ear. “I
want to bend you over something hard and take you. Eat your pussy until you’re
weak with your climaxes. Taste all of you, sample parts of you that are mine
and mine alone.”

His list of needs was just what she wanted as
well. And when he nipped at her throat, she nearly screamed out his name, but a
hard punch of a climax took her breath away. When he pulled his mouth from her
flesh and stared into her eyes while he fucked her through their clothing,
Rylee felt as if she was seeing her life, all of it, change in his stare.

“Come for me. Let me feel you come while I
mark you.” Nodding again, she held onto him, pulled him to her when she felt
her climax racing up her body. “Come. I want to see your face when you release
for me.”

Her climax took her. Not only that, but she
was sure it wasn’t going to ever stop. His hand covered her mouth when she
opened it to scream, and she pressed her hand over his when she thought her
release might escape. When he leaned to her throat, his touch setting off
another equally powerful release, she cried out against his hand over and over
until she was dizzy from it. Just as he bit her, sank his teeth deep into her
skin, Rylee came again, her body bowing back from the wall and tearing her
asunder before things just slammed back together only to take her again.

Come
. The word seemed to echo in her head as she
came again. His voice seemed to be inside of her, over her, when he told her
yet again to release. Rylee wanted to tell him she was finished, she couldn’t
take any more. But her body wasn’t ready to quit just yet and came every time
he told her to. Finally, weak beyond anything she’d ever been before, Rylee
dropped her hands from his shoulders and knew if he hadn’t been holding her up,
she would have been a puddle on the floor.

He held her without saying anything. She
expected…well, she had no idea what to expect from him, but knew that as a man,
he’d say something mean. He’d given her more in these past few minutes than she’d
had in all-nighters with a couple of men she had had sex with. When Nolan lifted
his head from her neck, she could see a drop of blood on his lip and leaned
forward to lick it off. She was shocked at it as soon as she tasted him on her
tongue.

“You’re mine.” Her temper, never the best of
things under normal circumstances, nearly took her breath away when he said
that. But his hand over her mouth again prevented her from blasting him. “Your
nephew is right behind this curtain, and there are any number of people in the
hall. If you want to tear into me, then let’s do it somewhere a little more
private. Then maybe I can make you scream again before I bury my cock in—”

She hit him before she could think that she
wasn’t on her own two feet. And it wasn’t one of those girly slaps where she
might put an imprint on his face with her palm. It had been a punch that landed
square on his nose and knocked him back, him taking her with him.

The curtain came down as he hit the floor. With
her body still wrapped around his when she landed, Rylee could feel his cock
between her legs. The need to ride him, free him so that she could feel him
inside of her, made her angry with herself. Scrabbling to get off him, she
stilled when he dug his hands into her hips and rose slightly from the floor. Rylee
moaned before she could stop herself. Then her nephew laughed.

“Did you fall?” Did she? No, she’d been
having the greatest sex she’d ever had with a stranger. But she looked up at Shane
as Nolan held her still. “Are you guys hurt? Did someone open the door and
knock you down?”

“No. We were having a discussion. And we’re
not quite finished yet. Are we, Rylee?” He purred her name, and she felt
herself getting wet again. At his low growl, she got off him and made sure that
she kneed him sharply as she did.
Not nice, love. And after I made you come
so many times.

“What did you do?” Nolan got up from the
floor and she asked him again as he stood up, looking for all the world like a
man that had been laid. “How did you do that?”

I bit you. Now we’re connected. And you
should talk to me like this. But this is something that we can talk about
later. You’re scaring Shane.
She looked over at him and could see the
worry on his face. Smiling at him, knowing that she didn’t feel anything close
to being happy, she sat on the bed next to him and looked at Nolan. His
laughter through her head made her more pissed off. “I’ll be back around two to
see how things went. Like I said, Joey will be in to be on hand in the event
you need him.”

“Why?” Nolan asked her what she meant. “Why
is he coming here to be on hand for anything? We have this under control. I
have everything under control right now.”

His hum, sort of saying,
do you really
?
had her standing up. He only laughed again and left the room. Rylee had to
count to ten four times before she felt she could say anything without
screaming.

“You don’t like him.” Rylee looked at Shane
when he spoke. “He’s a nice guy, I think. And his brother is nice too. Do you
suppose the other one will be too? Aunt Rylee, things will be all right, won’t
they?”

“I’m sure that they will be. But as for the
brother, I have no idea.” She must have been sharper than she’d meant to be and
blamed that on Nolan as well. “I’m sorry. He’s made you feel better, and that’s
all I care about right now.”

“But you don’t like him, do you?” She shook
her head. “I do. And he was really nice to me in the office too. When I asked
him about the cut, he didn’t act like I was some kid that he had to lie to. He
told me that I should have gotten help, and then told me that I was brave for
finding it afterwards. Nolan wasn’t like Mike. He listened to me and didn’t
treat me like some bug that he wanted to squash.”

“Mike is an asshole. Do I do that to you?” He
shook his head and lay back on the bed. “I’m sorry you got hurt, Shane. I had
no idea that he was hurting you as badly as he was. I wish that you had told
me.”

“I really thought I could handle him. I mean,
he’s really big, but he’s stupid too. And you said that fists never solved
anything.” Which was complete bullshit. She wanted to hit a good looking doctor
again just to keep him away from her. “And, most of the kids in my class are
afraid of him.”

That didn’t seem right either, and she
wondered if the teachers were aware of it. When the police arrived at just
before noon, she was ready to tell them to start, but Joey Bentley came in a
few seconds after they arrived and told them he needed a moment with his
client. Thinking it was her, she asked if he wanted her to go with him.

“Oh. I’m sorry. I’m here for Shane. My
brothers think it might be best if he….” He grinned at her, and she took a step
back from him. She had no idea why, but he really did sort of put her on edge
too. “You’re his mate? Nolan and you are…you’re his mate. Well hot damn, that’s
the best news I’ve heard all day.”

“I’m nothing to that arrogant bastard.”
Before she could tell him she was sorry for her outburst, Joey started laughing.
“Are all of you men certifiable?”

“Pretty much. And welcome to the family.” Then
he started talking to the police about the man who had cut Shane. Rylee felt as
if she were on a roller coaster that had more loops in it than a spring. And
she had a feeling it wasn’t going to get much better any time soon.