Page 36 of He Is Ours (Lovers in Crossfire #2)

Chapter thirty-six

Alex

Oliver

and

I

are

throwing jabs back and forth, as we always do, when I see Rachel walking away with Olivia holding onto her arm. I have no clue what's going on, but I notice they are on a mission to get to the car.

"You know where they are going?" I look from the girls to Oliver, who is shaking his head.

"Olivia probably wants to go home and take a shower.

She always takes a shower after throwing up and brushes her teeth.

She says she feels like she just gave birth to a demon and wants to wash the dead off of her.

" That sounds like a very Olivia-like thing.

I look back at them again, then at Oliver, trying to decide whether to go with them or help Oliver with the cleanup.

"Go. I can handle the cleanup. My sister needs you right now." I nod, not having anything to say back to him. I turn on my heels to walk towards my girls when I feel a hand pull me back.

"But since they are not here, and life isn't completely crazy right now.

I want to let you know right now. My sister has been through enough hell in her life, and it took everything in her to let you back in.

If you fuck up even an ounce, I will kill you, slowly, and more painfully than you could ever imagine.

Olivia is my whole life. We have a special bond, and I refuse to let her get hurt after all the bullshit she has been through.

" The threat is clear, and the anger in his face is even more so.

"Trust me, if I hurt her, I will be crawling to your steps asking you to kill me.

I don't want to lose either of these women in my life.

The small amount of time that I lost Olivia is enough torture for me to never fuck up again.

" Oliver nods his head at me. "Go help my sister clean up.

She has been a nervous wreck the whole time you guys were in the warehouse.

She will need a little bit of TLC." I nod and walk off, letting all of Oliver's words run through my head, sinking deep into my soul.

All the bullshit she has been through…

Because of my family…

Should I even be with her?

Fuck

I get to the car, and Olivia and Rachel are both in the back. Rachel is running her fingers through Olivia's hair, her ruby ring glistening in the light.

"Am I a Chauffeur now?" Both girls laugh at that, and I start the car and pull out of the dirt parking lot.

"Basically, so chop, chop, and get me home. I am ready to fuck my girl." Olivia says in the back. Obviously, throwing up didn't do anything to her sassy mouth.

"Yes, ma'am," I say with a smirk and drive us home.

We get home, and Olivia immediately jumps into the shower, scrubbing her body with the loofa so hard that I am surprised she doesn't tear off her skin.

I watch her for a second before I slowly start to take off my clothes, ready to join her and let her know I am here for her, no matter what.

I open the shower door and step into the inferno she calls a shower.

I swear I will have to pour boiling water over myself to get my body used to the temperature of these women's showers.

"Will this water boil our baby?" I say as I grab her around the waist, feeling her jump at the contact. When she finally turns around, she locks her arms around my neck.

"No smart ass, my water will not boil the baby.

" I kiss the tip of her nose and smile at her.

"I was only joking, Azúcar." She rolls her eyes, pulls me closer, and rests her head on my chest, swaying back and forth as if we are dancing.

I sway with her, just enjoying her touch on my body.

She sighs contentedly right before the door comes flying open.

"You two!" Rachel growls. We both whip around just in time to see her tearing off her clothes like they are burning her skin.

As she gets in, she says, "How could you two get in the shower together and not invite me? I love showers!" Rachel comes up behind Olivia, attempting to wrap her arms around both of us, squishing Olivia and the baby in the middle.

"In my defense, I was in the shower alone before this one here..." She jams her thumb in my direction. "Decided he had to join. I was just trying to get all the vomit off of me and brush my teeth." Rachel nods in approval and then turns her questioning gaze to me.

"So you were trying to take my girl from me?" Rachel squares her chest to me. I look down at her and raise my eyebrow... This girl is such a brat, and makes me just want to choke her and fuck her at the same time.

"And if I did?" I question her.

"Then we will have solid issues, big guy.

" She pokes my chest over top of Olivia's shoulder to prove a point.

I reach around Olivia and grab Rachel by the neck, pushing her up against the shower wall, and move Olivia to the left side of me so I can make my point clear to Rachel, who is in charge here.

"Listen here, little girl. I will do as I please in my own house. And if you don't stop this attitude, I will make that pretty little ass of yours a beautiful shade of red, with outlines of my hand prints on it. Got it?" I make sure my voice is low and stern to get her completely at my mercy.

Rachel looks up at me for a split second, like she is contemplating everything I am saying. As soon as I see the switch in her eyes, I can tell that she is going to make my blood boil, like it's an Olympic sport.

"Ehhh, I don't think you will." She sticks out her tongue at me, and I snap.

I slam my mouth down to hers, wrapping my arms around her, grabbing her hip, and spinning her so she is facing the wall.

I smack her wet ass with my hand, causing the most beautiful sound to echo through the bathroom.

I rub the sting with my hand and then slap the other cheek.

Once I have rubbed the sting from her cheeks and watched her skin welt up with my handprint, I push my knee between her legs and make her spread her legs wide open for me.

Without any warning, I slam my dick into her tight pussy, making her scream out.

"Go ahead, Brat! Scream for me. I want everyone to know who you belong to.

" I pull out and slam back in, causing her beautiful tits to smash against the side of the wall.

I am keeping a relentless pace. I reach around and start rubbing her clit, with just enough pressure to make her go wild.

The only sound in the shower right now is the sound of skin smacking against skin.

I turn and look at Olivia, who is sitting on the in-shower seat watching the show with hunger in her eyes.

I plan to bring her into this, but first, I have to teach our little brat a lesson.

As soon as I feel her wall tighten around me and her breathing starts to pick up, I pull out and turn around to Olivia, bending down and grabbing a fist full of her hair, pulling her head back to look directly at me, and I smash my lips to hers.

I can feel the fire in Rachel's eyes on me, but I don't care.

“Don't be a fucking brat, and I won't have to deny you your pleasure.”