Holding my hands up, I look to the heavens.
“Praise God. God is good. God is great.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
THE HEATHEN
“Please, Killian. Do you want me to get on my knees and beg? I will.”
All three of them sit on the couch staring at me, eyes curious, wondering if I’ll actually beg like a fucking dog to go outside. I will.
“Killer,” he warns as I drop to my knees and crawl to him slowly. Knox and Carter are seated on either side of him, watching intently.
When I stop in front of him, I grab his knees, forcing his legs apart,and move closer to him until I’m between his thighs. He groans when I dig my nails into his skin.
“Goddamn it, Heather.”
I run my tongue over my bottom lip as I raise my eyes to his.
“Please. I promise I’ll behave.”
His cock hardens against my stomach as I move my hand closer.
“We go after your family tomorrow. Why can’t you wait?”
I sit back on my knees feeling deflated.
“Kill, it’s not going to be over tomorrow. Maybe we find the Prophet but probably not.”
He exchanges a quick glance with his brothers before returning his gaze to mine.
“Why is this so important to you?”
I shrug my shoulders like an errant child being scolded.
“It makes me happy. I don’t know how to explain it better than that.”
I don’t tell him being cooped up inside reminds me of my childhood. I’m sure he’d give in but I don’t want him to agree that way.
He nods, “Alright, baby, but there will be rules.”
Holding up a finger he narrows his gaze at me, letting me know this is not a negotiation.
“One, you will stay with us at all times. Two, one of us will be on either side of you at all times, the third will be behind you. I do not want to hear any complaints. And three, we all carry.”
I jump up off my knees and he grabs my arm pulling me onto his lap.
“You’re a spoiled fucking brat. You do know that, right?”
I glance at Knox and he nods.
“He’s not wrong, Tesoro.”
Placing my hand on Killian’s chest, I flash him a sweet smile.
“How does one become a spoiled fucking brat, sir? By being spoiled? I think maybe, that’s your fault, all three of you. I’m a good girl, really. I could have snuck out and tried to go by myself but I asked for permission. Instead of scolding me, maybe I should be rewarded.”
Knox rises to his feet and lifts me until I’m over his shoulder squealing like a stuck pig.