“Is it always that good?” Madeline asks, smiling up at me.
“With you, sweets, everything is always better.” I kiss her lips gently and then look into her eyes. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. But I knew you’d be different. I knew when I saw you that you were the one.”
Chapter Nine
Madeline
“What the fuck!”
I spring up at the sound of my brother Mark’s voice, but I’m grabbed and pulled back down onto the cot. I can see the little hut is now filled with sunlight. We must have fallen back asleep after we made love.
“Get the fuck out,” Kenton growls, covering my body with his own. It’s then I realize I’m completely naked.
I hear a string of curses, cringing when I know for a fact my other brother Seth is here as well. Jesus. My first time having sex and they show up. I shouldn’t even be shocked that they freaking popped up on us, with how protective they are. I want to be mad, but all I can feel is embarrassment that my own brothers just caught me naked in bed with a man. Heat hits my cheeks, and I bury my face in Kenton’s chest.
“Now!” he snaps again. I hear the door slam back shut, surprised it doesn’t fall off at the impact.
“Fuck,” I hear Kenton mumble.
“You got one minute,” Mark yells from outside the hut.
“Pretty sure I give the orders,” Kenton barks back, pulling me from the bed and grabbing my swimsuit.
“Not when it comes to our baby sister, you fucker,” Seth says.
I quickly pull on my swimsuit, and Kenton ties the back for me. Then he grabs a shirt from his bag and slides it over my head. The thing drops all the way to my knees, reminding me just how big he is compared to me.
“Thirty seconds,” Mark yells again, making Kenton let out a sting of his own curses while pulling on his swim trunks.
But before we exit, he cups my face and leans his forehead against mine. I can see panic in his eyes.
“It’s fine. They aren’t going to do anything. They’ll have to get through me first. I want this. I’m a grown woman, I can date whoever I choose.”
“God, you’re so sweet,” he says before pressing his lips to mine for a soft kiss. “I wanted you so much that I would have done anything to have you. Anything.”
“Well, you got me.” I reassure him, placing a quick kiss on his lips. I smile at him and almost forget that two of my brothers are outside, waiting to lose their shit on us.
“Promise?” he says as the door to the hut flies open again, making me jump.
“What fuck are you doing here with my little sister?” Mark yells, stepping into the cabin. I can feel the anger rolling off of him.
Kenton protectively stands in front of me, but I push him out of the way.
“Don’t talk to him like that,” I bite back in a tone I’ve never used with Mark before. His eyebrows rise. I point my finger right up at him. “I’m a grown woman and I can date or…” I throw my hands up in the air, not wanting to say “have sex.” “…Whatever I want,” I finally finish.
Mark's eyes lock on mine, then shoot over my head to Kenton, who places a possessive hold on my hips. I can feel the heat of his entire body behind me.
He looks to me and then says, “I want to talk to you alone.” His voice is calmer than it was before. I feel Kenton’s hands on my hips lock even tighter, making it clear he doesn’t want to let me go.
“You can say whatever it is in front of Kenton.”
Mark takes a deep breath, and I can tell he is trying to control his anger. “I’m asking my sister to talk to me alone for a minute,” he pushes, his eyes going soft, and I can feel my shoulders drop.
“Okay, fine.” I go to take a step towards him, but Kenton spins me around, one hand going to my hair to tilt my head back as his mouth lands on mine in a deep, hard kiss that leaves me breathless.
“You probably shouldn’t kiss me in front of them when they’re still so angry,” I tease, but he doesn’t smile at my joke.
“Now,” Mark demands, making me roll my eyes as I reluctantly pull away from Kenton.
“I’ll help Kenton here pack up,” Seth says with a smirk. I just narrow my eyes on him in a hard stare, and he drops his smirk. I’m not worried about Kenton. He’s just as big as Mark, who’s the biggest of all my brothers.
I don’t make it a few feet out of the hut and Mark has me by the wrist and is pulling me along. I have to half run to keep up. I try to jerk from his hold, but he keeps moving.
“We can talk here,” I say and jerk again but get nowhere.
“Not so sure we can,” he says and keeps moving, pushing through some trees until we are back on a beach where I see two boats.