Five Brothers Read Online Penelope Douglas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 173392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 867(@200wpm)___ 694(@250wpm)___ 578(@300wpm)
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They love me.

They don’t seek me.

“People don’t walk on me,” I say. “They just step over me as if I’m not here.”

Everyone. Not a single fucking person needs me, and I can’t put that burden on Dex. I can’t make him responsible for filling a hole I can’t fill anywhere else.

When she finally speaks, her voice is low but still firm. “So what are you going to do?”

“What do you think I should do?”

“I think you should have it out with her,” she says, strands of her hair blowing in front of her mouth as she speaks. “Kidnap her, tie her up, yell. Then let her go. You’ll get away with it.”

“Are you both having this conversation in a cop car right now?” Marquis gripes.

But I smile. “What should I say to her?” I ask Krisjen.

“What do you want to say?”

“Nothing.”

It’s funny how quickly that answer came.

“I don’t want her to know …” I whisper, “that she still means anything to me.”

She shifts underneath me, and I don’t know if it was intentional or a reflex, but our bodies brush against each other, and I grab her hip. I touch her skin, squeezing, and all too aware of how she’s tied up right now.

These fucking rich girls. Why do I like knowing I can’t have one?

I hover over her mouth, trailing my hand up her torso to just under her breasts.

She pants, jerking away from my mouth and baring her teeth.

But she’s not saying no.

I reach down, pulling the thin, light blue strap of her thong out of the top of her jean shorts. “Women wear this stuff when they want someone to see it. Was it for me?” I taunt. “Or him?”

I lower my mouth, ready to kiss her, but she catches my bottom lip between her teeth, biting me hard. The sting hits me, but my cock jerks, too, as I gasp.

She releases me, and I groan, looking down at the fire in her angry eyes.

“He should’ve taken you,” I whisper.

I grip the bottom of Macon’s shirt on her body and slowly push it up just a little.

She exhales hard, a whimper escaping her mouth.

“And I promise you,” I growl at her, yanking her hips into me.

“My brothers were too gentle with you.”

I bend down to her stomach, kissing and biting and feeling her squirm under me.

“Dude …” Marquis blurts out. “Stop.”

But God, I don’t fucking care. I’m taking this moment. It won’t happen twice if I let it get away.

I bury my nose in her skin, digging my fingers into her body, and she flails, trying to shove me off, but I look up at her, her tits poking through her shirt as her chest rises and falls in quick breaths.

She glowers.

Holding her eyes, I flick my tongue over her stomach. “I bet …” I tease her. “That I can get you to come on my tongue.”

“Army!” Chavez yells.

Krisjen’s mouth falls open, her breath staggered. But then she works up a scowl and tightens her jaw.

“Tell me no,” I whisper.

I think I like her all tied up, unable to push me away. But she can still speak if she wants.

I squeeze her breast, and she jerks, hitting my head with hers. “I don’t like you.”

“I don’t care.” I kiss her again and again, her lips not moving or opening. “Your grandfather took my brother. There’s only one thing I want from you.”

Her eyes flash to mine, and for a moment, I tense.

I don’t want to be bad. I don’t want to say this shit.

But I don’t want to stay the same, either.

If she doesn’t want me, she’s going to know there won’t be a second chance. I’m not the one you run to when you’re lonely. Not anymore. I’m not going to always stick around.

I don’t need anyone. Stay or don’t stay. Be here or don’t. I don’t give a shit.

I reach back and thread my fingers through her hair, kissing her again and trying to stick my tongue in her mouth. I bite and move over her lips, taking what I want.

“I should send you to Iron for a little visit.” I kiss her. “He should have another turn with you.”

She doesn’t kiss back. But she doesn’t pull farther away, either.

“But I think you’re just going to want more of me.” I catch her bottom lip between my teeth. “Someone older who has more experience.”

She pulls away, lifting her chin. “And which one are you again?”

I laugh, taking her neck in my hand and touching everywhere I can reach. I grab her ass in my hand and thrust us together.

She grunts, feeling my cock through my jeans. “Look at me,” she says.

I don’t. I rip open her shorts. She moans.

“Man, you cannot do that here!” Chavez barks, and I feel the cop car veering to the side of the road. “Stop!”


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