After my phone call with Steele, I couldn't sleep. After way too long tossing and turning in my big, empty bed, I gave up and climbed out again. I couldn't sleep alone anymore, and I was kidding myself to think otherwise.
Tucking my arms around myself, I padded down the hall and checked both Kody’s and Archer's rooms, finding them empty. Curious—because it was well past midnight—I went to find them.
First place I checked was the gym. Sure enough, Archer was in there with his music blasting as he rained blows on his BOB training dummy. He had another big fight coming up the week after our "wedding," provided we all lived that long. It was no surprise to find him squeezing in a late-night training session.
"Kate," he grunted when he spotted me. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" He lifted the front of his shirt to wipe sweat from his face, and I tried really hard not to drool.
"I'm fine," I replied with a smile. "Just couldn't sleep. I won't interrupt you, though. Keep going."
He gave me a worried frown for a moment, then jerked a nod. "Kody's in the office if you're looking for him."
I flashed him a reassuring smile. "Cool, I'll find him." I nodded to his training dummy. "Keep working; you gotta win that fight if you wanna chain me up again."
Archer's jaw dropped. "What? Princess, that's three weeks away! You're not serious."
I snickered a laugh and exited the gym without answering him. I definitely wasn't serious, but he didn't need to know that. It was too fun messing with him.
The last time I'd stepped foot in the "office," I'd thought it was my father’s. I'd thought that he owned this house and that the boys were simply freeloading off his wealth. Now, I understood it was the other way around, and the guys had pretty much erased what minimal signs of Samuel Danvers remained on the property.
Thank fuck for that too.
The lights were on, and I found Kody slouched in the leather office chair with no shirt on as he talked into a headset.
Wait a second. Hold up.
Kody was speaking Japanese into his headset, with his computer open in front of him on the desk.
I paused in the doorway, staring at him with impressed shock as he spoke fluent Japanese to whoever was on the other line. When he spotted me there, his lips tugged up in a smile, but he didn't falter in what he was saying.
Instead, he crooked a finger at me, beckoning me closer as he listened to what the response was on his headset.
Intrigued, I made my way across the fancy Persian rug to the corner of his desk. He patted the top of the heavy oak desk beside his laptop like he wanted me to sit right there.
Excitement zapped through me, and I did as he indicated. I sucked a breath and tensed when the cold wood met my bare thighs.
Kody grinned, then clicked something on his computer before quickly rattling off more foreign words to whoever he was speaking to. A quick glance at his screen showed me three people in the conference call with him, one dressed sharply in a suit, the other two more casual in sportswear. Kody's box on the call was blank, and I realized he'd just switched his video feed off.
My eyes widened, and he sat forward in his chair, his hands coming to my thighs. I tensed, ready to swat him away, but he just shook his head and placed a finger over his lips, telling me to be quiet.
Ugh. Fuck. His camera was off, but his microphone wasn't. What had I been thinking, responding to that crook of his finger so easily? Of course he was up to no good. He was always up to no good.
Fucking Kody.
Still, I couldn't seem to tell fucking Kody no. Ever. So when he hooked his fingers under the sides of my panties, I obediently lifted my ass up for him to strip them off my legs.
He continued his conversation with the Japanese people on his screen. He chatted away like it was his native fucking tongue, all while spreading my knees open and taking a long hungry look at my aching cunt.
His eyes flashed, and he bit his lip. His gaze snapped up to meet mine as his fingers parted me and found my clit. A small moan escaped me, and he quickly brought his finger to his lips to remind me that I needed to be silent.
I clamped my mouth shut, swallowing my whimper, then internally screamed as he licked his finger. He returned it to my throbbing core, pushing into me with a soft exhalation as he laughed about something on his phone call.
My brow creased and my body shook as he slipped a second finger into me. He played as he chatted, but his steady gaze locked on mine told me in no uncertain terms I was not to make noise. That in itself drove me just as wild as the way he fingered me.
When his thumb found my clit, my legs began to shake. He grinned, smug as fuck, and stood up from his chair to clamp a hand over my mouth. Then he really went to work. He fucked me hard and fast with his fingers while I writhed and shuddered silently on his desktop.
When I came, I just about blacked out. The only thing keeping me quiet was the tight grip Kody's hand held over my mouth.
A moment later he released me and sat back in his chair. He held my gaze and sucked his fingers in a way that made me almost come all over again. Fucking Kody. That wasn't fair at all.
When he started speaking again, I narrowed my eyes and slipped off the desk—literally slipped because the polished wood was all kinds of slick where I'd just been sitting.
My knees hit the carpet in front of his chair, and his brows hitched all the way up. Still, he didn't hesitate to tug his shorts down and free his rock-hard dick for me.
Good boy.
I wrapped my hand around his base, then closed my mouth over his tip. Eager and drenched in arousal, I sucked and licked at the generous smear of pre-cum already lubricating his dick.
His breath hitched, and he stumbled over his next sentence in Japanese, needing to repeat it twice as I took him deeper into my mouth. Yep, payback really was a bitch, huh Kodiak?
His hand went to my head, his fingers threading into my hair as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft, my fingers around his base echoing the motion of my lips. His abs tensed, and I glanced up to see his head tossed back and silent curses on his lips. Perfect.
I let my teeth scrape down his soft skin, loving the way his hand tightened in my hair as I did so. He pushed my head down, his cock hitting the back of my throat and choking me a second before he let up.
It was fucked up, but that was one of my favorite things about giving head, when my mouth and throat were so full of cock I could hardly breathe. It turned me on like nothing else, and I found myself bringing my free hand to my pussy.
"Oh fuck," Kody breathed, soft enough that his microphone might not have picked it up, but still... A second later, I got the impression he was ending the call, then he moaned long and loud.
"Fucking hell, babe!" he cried out as I swallowed him deeper and played with my own clit. "Holy shit, fuck, you're touching yourself. Goddamn that's hot."
His hips bucked, his hand on my head forcing more and more of his dick down my throat as I gagged and choked, then his laptop let out the distinctive sound of an incoming video call.
"Fuck!" he shouted. "Fuck, shit, fuck. Babe, I have to take this call." He tugged on my hair, and I released him from my mouth just long enough to smile wickedly.
"So?" I challenged him. "You started this game. Take the call, Kodiak."
His eyes widened, his brow creasing as I held his gaze and ran my tongue around the tip of his glistening cock.