"We all do," I corrected, my voice firm and uncompromising.
He met my eyes again, staring back at me a long time before giving a slow nod. "Just give me the weekend," he suggested, his tone hopeful. "Give me the weekend alone, just us. Let me have you all to myself for two days, and then..." He trailed off and my chest tightened, fearing what he might say next.
He surprised me, though. In a good way.
"And then I'll get on board with this dynamic. If it were anyone else, I'd kill them both to eliminate the competition. But seeing as it's them..." He exhaled heavily. "Fine."
My heart soared. No shit. It was like some anime crap erupting from my chest in an explosion of cartoon hearts and pastel colors. Not that I told Archer any of that, though. To him, I just grinned.
He rolled his eyes and shifted the car into drive, pulling out into the deserted road once more.
"How far is it to where we're going?" I asked, struck by a totally inappropriate yet totally intriguing idea.
Archer shrugged. "Around ten minutes or so. Why?"
I smiled, this time with a healthy dose of evil. "How good of a driver are you, really?"
His eyes narrowed in suspicion. "I'm incredible. Why?"
I didn't reply. I didn't need to when my actions answered for me. His pants were already undone, so it was no effort at all to tug his boxers down and free his dick. He was already hard again, and I licked my lips with satisfaction.
A sharp jolt of fear flooded through me, fear of car crashes souring my mood for a second. But I needed to start taking control of my own fears and not letting them rule me. I also needed to start taking some major steps to trusting the guys, and I couldn’t think of a better way to do both. Or, hell, maybe I was just crazy horny still.
"Princess..." Archer's warning growl dissolved into a gasp as I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. His leg jerked as he stomped on the brakes, stopping the car dead in the middle of the road.
I ran my tongue around the tip of his erection, then looked up at him with a smirk. "I thought you could drive well, Sunshine. So, prove it." My fingers curled around his base, stroking, and my mouth returned to his tip.
Archer let out a hiss of curses, but did as he was told and started the car once more. I rewarded him for following directions like a good dog by taking him deep into my throat.
Ten minutes passed in no time as I toyed with him, bringing him to the brink, then backing off again. But by the time he pulled into the driveway of a pretty, English-style cottage, I was feeling generous. I let him come, filling my mouth as I swallowed greedily, then licked my lips as I sat back up.
The look he gave me when I grinned at him was equal parts awe and shock, and the fact that I could stun him like that gave me an exhilarating sense of satisfaction.
"Oh, Princess," he murmured, licking his lips as he caught his breath. "You’d better hold the fuck on. This weekend is gonna get wild."
Luckily for me, Archer D'Ath was the kind of man who kept his word.
34
The house Archer had taken me to turned out to be one of many in his property portfolio. This one had been a recent purchase, fully furnished. It was a good thing he did own it because we legitimately fucked on every possible surface over the course of the weekend. As it was, I insisted on stripping all the bed linens and running them through the wash before we left on Sunday night. Which, of course, then resulted in Archer fucking me on top of the washing machine during spin cycle.
Our mood was subdued as we returned to Shadow Grove, though, with neither one of us speaking much on the drive. He did grip my hand the whole way, though, and as we turned into the familiar streets surrounding our home, he seemed to have something on his mind.
"Spit it out, D'Ath," I finally demanded when the tension became uncomfortable. "Have you changed your mind, then?"
Because we were about to arrive home and that meant he was either on board with sharing my time and affections or we were done. I desperately hoped we weren't done.
He frowned, shooting me a startled look. "What? No. I was just going to ask you something..." He trailed off, and I waited patiently. Okay, not so patiently, but I waited, and that was the main point. "I've got a fight next weekend. Nothing official, just a charity event, but I want you to be there. Will you come?"
I gave him a perplexed look. "Why wouldn't I?"
He shrugged, seeming awkward as fuck all of a sudden. "I don't know. I planned to ask you before... you know. Before this weekend happened. I just know if you're watching, I'll have the appropriate motivation to win."
His cheeks pinked just a touch, and my grin spread wide. He was embarrassed, and that was a new side to Archer D'Ath. I also remembered the last time I'd watched him fight and how I'd motivated him.
I let out a low chuckle. "Alright, how's this then? I'll come to the fight, obviously. If you win, you can have me for the whole night in any way you want."
He gave me a narrow-eyed stare. "Can't I do that anyway?"
"Not anymore," I replied with a wide smile. "You had your weekend; now I'm barring your access until you win that fight."
He slammed his foot down on the brake. "What?"
"You heard me, Sunshine; don't pretend you didn't. You've got plenty of material stored in your mental spank bank to last the week, I'm sure." It was cruel of me, especially when I had no intention of applying the same restrictions to Kody or Steele. But they didn't have an MMA fight to win.
Archer glowered, but he was smart enough not to push the issue. "Fine. And if I lose?"
I bit my lip, dragging it through my teeth the way he liked to do to my nipples. "If you lose, I'm making you sit and watch while Steele fucks my ass and Kody chokes me with his cock." Archer's eyes widened, and I bit back a laugh. "Deal?"
His glare darkened. "Deal. But you know I won't lose."
I just shrugged. "It all sounds like a win to me."
He snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes, but he started the car again and drove the rest of the way back to the mansion.
We paused briefly outside the gates, and I huffed a sigh.
"D for D'Ath, isn't it?" I pointed to the ornate monogram on the gate as it swung slowly open. There was a black-uniformed security officer stationed to the side, and he quickly swept his flashlight over our car before waving us through.
Archer gave me a smirk. "Took you long enough to figure out, Princess."
I glowered back at him but didn't comment. If the D was for D'Ath, then it meant Archer, and not my dad, had set the gate code to spell out KATE.
We parked in the garage, and Archer grabbed my hand as we made our way past all the other cars. Before we reached the door, he pinned me to the side of a Range Rover and kissed me until my knees were weak and my head was spinning.
"Topping up that mental spank bank," he told me with a short laugh, letting me go with a lust-filled stare.
I just licked my lips and mentally scolded my pussy for reacting so easily to his touch.
"Anyone home?" Archer called out as we left the garage behind and made our way into the house. I was still in the same clothes I'd left my apartment in on Saturday morning, but they'd been washed and dried. It wasn't like I'd really had a lot of need for clothing in the meantime.