Kyla's Choice [Brothers Bound 4] (Siren Publishing Allure) Page 9

  Rick furrowed his brow. “Aren’t you tired the next day?”

  Kyla shrugged her shoulders again. “Not really. It’s not often, maybe every few weeks.”

  Rick snorted. “Woman, that is often. When did you start doing this?”

  “I don’t know. I’ve always been that way. Ask Mom.”

  Rick snorted. He would ask Lila. Speaking of which, perhaps they needed to make a date with that woman so he could let Lila know his intentions with Kyla. “Kyla.”

  Her gaze shot from his ear to his eyes. “Yes.”

  “You do understand my whole lifestyle, don’t you?”

  Kyla scrunched up her face. Technically no. She had no clue. “I have an idea…but not the complete concept of it all.”

  Rick caressed her cheek. “I want you to know right now. If at any point in our relationship you are not comfortable with anything, you have to let me know.” Kyla nodded. Rick studied her a moment and smiled. This woman was his. All his. “I mean it, Kyla. If you need me to stop.”

  Kyla shook her head. “Rick. You help people find pleasure. Help them to be comfortable. That I understand.” She caressed his cheek. “I don’t like single women coming here and probably won’t get used to that.”

  “Then no more singles.”

  Kyla shook her head. “But if a woman isn’t comfortable with herself how is she supposed to be able to find pleasure with another?”

  Rick nodded. He understood what she was getting at. “You will be here during those nights.”

  Kyla scrunched up her nose. “I would prefer not to be…but maybe I could help.”

  Rick grinned and laid a kiss on the tip of her nose. “I think it would be great. Maybe you and I can go take some classes and you can work with the single ladies.”

  Kyla raised a brow. “I’m a welder, Rick, not a sex therapist. I don’t mind helping but my passion is welding. You know that.”

  Rick nodded. It was true. She had always been fascinated with welding. “I love you,” he declared.

  Kyla giggled, kissing his cheek. “Right back at ya.”

  Rick fell back with a huff, his hand covering his heart. “I spill my love to her and she replies, ‘right back at ya!’” He clutched at his chest. “Heart breaking,” he teased.

  Kyla giggled, slapping his arm, crawling up on him. “You’re being silly, and oh my god!” She froze in place and flexed her stiff legs. She groaned as all the other stiff spots of her body cried out.

  Rick placed his hands on her thighs. “Easy, hon.” He ran his hands up and down her thighs. “You’ll probably be a little sore today. How are you feeling otherwise?”

  Kyla smiled. “Great actually, unless you’re looking to rub some other sore spots. Because if that’s the case my pussy is very sore.”

  Rick’s hands slid up her sides and pulled her close. “I’m thinking a nice hot bath. With bubbles.”

  Rick chuckled. “Yes, bubbles and a nice soak, and then I will pet that beautiful pussy of yours.”

  * * * *

  Lila eyed the two as they walked up her driveway hand in hand. Her heart sunk but at the same time beat with joyous anticipation. “Jared! I need you!” she squeaked.

  Jared looked up from his paper and saw the stark look on his wife’s face. Uh-oh. He rose and then he saw her smile and a tear slide. She started waving her hands frantically in front of her face as if to fan herself.

  “Calm me down, Jared. Oh my God they’re holding hands!” she squealed.

  Jared wasn’t sure what to think then he looked past her out the window and saw Rick and Kyla headed up the walkway, hand in hand, smiling at one another. “Holy shit!” He looked at his wife and the joy he saw in her eyes told him all he needed to know. He hugged her and slammed his mouth to hers in happiness. It was about fucking time! Lila squealed against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her, twirling her about. She yelped out when he stopped and pulled away from her abruptly. “Whoa, sweetheart. We have to be serious here.”

  Lila looked at him, shocked. “What? Why?”

  Jared shook his head. “Years Rick has been after Kyla. Years he has waited for her and all those years you have been dreading this moment.”

  Lila shook her head. She didn’t understand. After her talk with Rick the other day she understood him a little more and after having some time thinking about it felt good about him and Kyla being together. In the end she wanted her daughter to be happy and if Rick was what she wanted to make her happy, she would accept that. Jared grinned. Lila knew that grin. He was up to no good. “What are you thinking?” she asked, glancing back out the window. They should be getting here any second. She furrowed her brow. Rick was back at the car and Kyla was waiting for him. When Lila saw Rick close the door and he had a bouquet of flowers, her heart melted. “He brought flowers!” she screeched.

  Jared rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, Lila, we have to make them sweat just a little.”

  Lila was already headed toward the door with not even a thought of what Jared was about to say.

  Kyla’s heart beat a mile a minute as they approached the front door. “She’s going to freak,” she assumed.

  Rick chuckled, taking up her hand again. “We got flowers. She’s gonna melt and then hug the ever-loving shit out of both of us to the point that she’ll get annoying.”

  Kyla snorted. “Bullshit.”

  Both looked up as the front door opened and came to a halt as Lila flew out the door and straight for them. Kyla braced herself and Rick watched in amusement as Lila hugged her daughter up in a fit of giggles and screams. Kyla stood shocked as her mother carried on like she had just graduated. She looked to Rick for help.

  “I told you, the flowers got her all giddy and she likes to hug.”

  Lila stopped and glared at Rick. “It’s not the flowers, you dolt!” She pushed Kyla away and went to Rick, took the flowers, inhaled their essence, and smiled. She tiptoed and kissed his cheek. “You hurt her in any way, I will hunt you down and severely hurt you. Hurt you to the point that you will be of no use to any other woman on the face of this earth.”

  Rick saluted her. “I would have it no other way.”

  Lila smiled. Just what she wanted to hear. She laid a hand on his chest over his heart. “I mean it, Rick. That’s my baby.”

  Rick nodded, placing his hand over hers. “I promise, Lila. God.” He glanced at Kyla, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. “Who knows, she might not even like me all that much and tell me where to go and how to get there?” he teased.

  Kyla snorted slapping his arm. “Oh I’ll tell you were to go. I will not help you get there. You have to be able to do something on your own. You’re not a baby.” She passed him and grabbed her mom’s hand. “Come on, Mom, I’m starving. He attempted to feed me and well… Here we are.”

  Rick burst out in laughter. “Bull!” Jared joined Rick in his laughter and Lila followed her daughter giggling. “I see we need to make sure you two are over for dinner a lot then.”

  Rick grinned. “That would be awesome, Lila.” And as far as he was concerned it would be. He missed being around Jared and Lila. Being in this house that was a home to everyone that entered. Yes he sure as hell hoped he and Kyla would be over often. He passed them, grabbing the door, holding it for them and giving his brother a proud grin.

  Jared grasped his brother’s shoulders before entering the house. He looked Rick in the eye and pride filled him. “I’m glad you waited for her, Rick.”

  Rick’s grin grew and his heart throbbed in his chest. “I love her, Jared.” It was all he could say.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Four Years later

  Kyla panted heavily, body straining. Sweat trailed between the blades of her shoulders, leaving a cool line down the length of her spine. The crack of the whip startled her and she breathed out, moaning as it struck. Her body shocked to life. Ouch! That was a hard one. How was she hearing the crack before feeling the pain? Her mind was foggy and
her body so heavy, yet light all at the same time. She giggled, letting her head loll to the side. Her eyes drifted closed and she sailed through the mist that was thick in her mind.

  Rick crossed to the handler. “Ease up, Phillip. You’re not here to mark her for life,” he reprimanded in the softest voice.

  Kyla opened her eyes. She heard Rick’s soft voice. Her body responded and her ass tilted out and up. Yes, she needed her Ricky right now.

  Rick crossed to Kyla and caressed her thigh. He looked her over. Her eyes were glazed over and sweat drenched her ivory skin. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. He loved seeing her in this state of utter bliss. “You okay, babes?” he asked, concern in his tone. Yes, she looked gorgeous, but that last hit left a red welt on her back.

  Kyla nodded. “Felt good… Think I’m into…this whipping crap,” she said breathlessly.

  Rick held back his grin. He remembered the first time he had swatted that beautiful ass of hers. The way her eyes had darkened. How her jaw had dropped in a begging manner. It had been beautiful. He glanced back at Phillip, who was rolling up his whip.

  Kyla cleared her throat. “Master Phillip…” He glanced at her, and she lowered her gaze. Rick had told her to refer to him as Master and never look him in the eye. He may be in training as a Dom but he still had to hear and know what his role was, who he was.

  “Yes, Miss Kyla, you may speak.”

  She clenched her hands. “May I have more please?” Had she asked that properly? She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to ask for more from Phillip. He hadn’t hurt her and Rick wanted him to learn. He wouldn’t learn if he stopped now.

  Phillip glanced at Rick. This was his woman. He would respect the boundaries here.

  Rick looked her over. “Mark her and she is no longer an option for your learning,” he declared. Phillip nodded.

  Kyla cleared her throat and both men looked at her. Her cheeks turned red, the blush crept down to her lace-covered breasts. “A request?” she asked.

  Both men cocked an eyebrow. Her eyes met Rick’s. He smirked. She looked away from him she would lose her nerve if she kept looking at him. She always did when he had that playful smirk.

  Phillip grunted. “Speak,” he ordered.

  Kyla bit her lower lip. “After this… Can we go to the bench and you spank me so Rick can fuck me?”

  Phillip smiled, eyes landing on Rick’s. Rick beamed. The man was full of pride at his little pet. “Yes,” Phillip answered. He didn’t need to have Rick’s permission for that one. The glow in the man’s eyes was good enough.

  Rick monitored as Phillip handled the whip with more agility, more confidence. He watched as the beautiful red welts appeared on his gorgeous Kyla’s fair-skinned back. She’d bruise, but she was okay with it. He grinned when her whole body relaxed and Phillip talked to her in a strong but soft, confident tone. His large hand caressed her back. Her body slumped further and her head lolled to one side. Ahhh, his sugar had reached subspace. He crossed his arms over his chest and his dick strained against his zipper at the beauty of his woman.

  Phillip eased her from her binds, nimbly massaging her wrists. Still he talked to her in that soothing voice of his, assuring her how wonderful she was. Telling her he was moving her to the bench. That he would make her ass a beautiful glowing pink for her man. Soft moans of delight escaped her as she was draped over the spanking bench. Her ass tilted upward when Phillip lowered her pants. His large hands massaged her ass. “How many would my sweet girl like?” he asked, giving her a soft tap. Her body melted, and Phillip grinned. This was why he did this. That beautiful moan, the slight movement in her body as she yearned for more. “Kyla… Your man is waiting for you and I would like to give you a gift for being so good for me. How many swats would you like?” he asked.

  Kyla groaned, lifting her ass. Why was he not smacking her ass!

  Rick grinned, crossing the room and kneeling in front of her. “Sugar. Open your eyes and look at me.” Kyla’s eyes shot open and met Rick’s. Rick grinned. Mmm, he liked that deep dark look in her eyes. “How many swats does my beautiful want?”

  Kyla’s little pink tongue darted out and licked her dry lips. “Twenty I said,” she mustered through the thick fog in her mind.

  Rick caressed her cheek. “No, sugar, you didn’t.”

  Kyla furrowed her brow and gave her head a feeble shake. “I did,” she whispered.

  Philip chuckled, giving her ass a hard rub and a quick, sharp swat. Kyla reared up and the gasp that escaped her had Rick’s dick throbbing. Her eyes met his and the desire that flooded there had him grasping the bars next to her hands. Yes, Phillip had better hurry the fuck up. He needed to take this beautiful woman and now. With every swat and beautiful moan that escaped Kyla, Rick struggled to keep it together. When he counted twenty, he quickly rose and before he had rounded the bench his dick was in hand and he was behind Kyla. His name emanated from her lips as she begged for him. He slammed home and immediately her cunt clenched around him in a spasm as it always did when she was this worked up. Yes, his sugar sweetness liked to be spanked, whipped, and fucked thoroughly. His heart throbbed with pride. How had he gotten so lucky to have this woman in his life?

  * * * *

  Kyla plucked up the glass of sparkling juice and rounded the dining table. She kissed Anne on the cheek. “Baby girl, what did you do to your hair?” she asked, looking over the now very short pixie cut. She was sure last week it had hung to her waist. Either way the style, any style, seemed to look good on Anne.

  Anne shrugged. “I was bored,” she replied, poking at the caviar.

  Kyla chuckled. “Did Mom get mad at you?”

  Anne looked at her big sister. “No, Daddy did,” she pouted.

  Kyla settled in next to her little sister and glanced around the hall. “Pretty busy night. Maybe Rick and I can take you home early? Think a good movie night is in order?”

  Anne slumped against her. “I wanna be big like you, Kyla! I want to wear fancy gowns like you,” she whined.

  Kyla smiled. “Okay, I’ll take you home and we will switch dresses,” she offered. She remembered being that age and wanting to wear the big girl dresses. Not the little girl ones. Anne giggled, nodding.

  Rick leaned over and pecked Kyla on the cheek. “Babes,” he said, peeking at Anne. “Love your new hairdo, Anne.” Anne blushed. Rick rapped his knuckled over her heated cheeks. “Come dance with me. I think Kyla’s worn out.” Anne looked at Kyla then at Rick.

  Kyla kissed her cheek. “Go on, Anne. I’ll go talk to Mom and Dad and see if we can run off and go watch movies.”

  Anne’s eyes lit up. “Really?” She loved sleepovers at Kyla’s and Rick’s. It was the only place she got to wear the pretty nightgowns, the real girly ones that Kyla had.

  Kyla nodded. “I altered a few of them for you. Go on, dance with Rick and I’ll go con Mom and Dad.” Anne hopped up and curtsied to Rick. He bowed and held his hand out to her.

  Kyla sighed, glancing around the hall. Where the hell had her parents gotten to? She saw Keena and George on the dance floor, laughing at Paula and Sam across the way, Sam hauling Paula up in his arms and twirling her around.

  Ty and Kyle looked bored as hell, mind you the two had been auctioned off and had to have dinners with women they had no interest in dining with. She spotted Grandma and Grandpa Keepher across the way. Both sat close, and Grandpa had his arm draped around Grandma, and she smiled as she watched her sons.

  Kyla watched them for the longest time, finally catching sight of her mother’s teal satin gown. She sashayed on over, holding a hand out to her. “Girls allowed to dance together or are these people too uptight?” she asked. Lila smiled and took her hand.

  “What do you want?” Lila asked as they twirled around the dance floor.

  “I want to take your baby and keep her for the night,” she declared.

  Lila raised a brow. “And Rick?” she questioned. She had heard him mention something earlier about having to leave earl
y.

  Kyla shrugged. “He has clients till two. I’ll take her to my place and have a girls’ night.”

  Lila nodded. “You and Rick are okay?” The two looked a little off lately. She had heard that Rick had been working more late nights than usual. That Kyla was putting in extra hours at the welding shop.

  Kyla grinned and nodded. “Yes… I…” She glanced across the dance floor and spotted Rick. He was laughing at something Anne was whispering in his ear.

  “Speak, Kyla. I thought we were past this keeping secrets from each other,” her mom pressed.

  Kyla looked at her, smiling. “Need to talk to Rick first,” she whispered.

  Lila stopped and looked at her. Her eyes darted lower. She had thought something was different. Kyla’s breasts looked fuller, and she had put on a few pounds the last few months—nothing major or noticeable but to a mother’s eyes it was.

  Kyla cleared her throat. “Dance, Mom, everyone’s going to think you’re giving me crap or something,” she uttered.

  Lila’s eyes widened. “Oh God…you’re…” She couldn’t say it. Her heart fluttered. Her daughter was going to have a baby!

  Kyla twirled her mom toward Dad. “Come on, Mom. You know nothing. I don’t know anything,” she replied.

  Lila looked around to see where Rick was. He was headed their way. “He’s done dancing, hon.”

  Kyla nodded. “Can I take Anne? She’s bored. She did her four hours. Come on, I’m taking her to the apartment.”

  Lila glanced at Jared. “Ask Dad,” she ordered.

  Kyla beamed. This was going to be easy. He loved getting alone time with Mom. She curtsied to Jared, a big devilish grin on her face.

  Jared scoffed. “Troubles here,” he announced.

  Kyla beamed. “I come to ask if I can take your sweet daughter away,” she gushed dramatically.

  Jared chuckled. “Dance first then yes you can take the devil spawn,” he offered, kissing his wife’s cheek before taking Kyla out on the dance floor.