Page 34 of Sweet Whiskey

KINSEY

I flex my fingers out, letting the wind billow through them. Shutting my eyes, I tilt my face to the sun, relishing the warmth of it on my skin.

A hand squeezes my thigh, and I turn to smile at my alpha, my red hair whipping out around me as Colt presses hard on the gas now that we’re on a straight road.

Brooks shouts and howls in the back, pumping his fist as we pick up speed. The stretch of land and trees starts to blur. Dallas grabs onto my shoulders, massaging them lightly, but I can still hear his light chuckle under his breath before he presses a kiss to my hair .

Colt shakes his head, letting up on the pedal as his hand slides up to palm the growing bump of my belly.

I grab it, entangling my fingers with his before bringing it up to my lips and kissing him.

A small thank you for indulging in Brooks’s request to “gun it” when we reached the highway.

It was a small encouragement for them to leave their trucks behind, which is a lot to these cowboys.

Since finding out I’m pregnant, they’ve all been more overprotective than necessary, but at heart Brooks will always be my wild one.

It warms my heart that Colt and Dallas don’t try to curb it.

I glance over my shoulder to him, laughing at his pout. “We’re lucky he’s even going above the speed limit. Daddy is way too responsible.”

Brooks smirks just as Colt lets out a growl. No matter how much he contests being called Daddy, the way his cock swells and drains inside me whenever I do says he does enjoy it.

“I’ll be the bad guy if it keeps you and our little one safe,” Colt says, squeezing my hand once.

Dallas relaxes, stretching his arms along the top of the backseat. “We’re lucky he’s even allowing you to go to the rodeo with the amount of feral alphas that run around it.”

“It’s because she’s marked up like hell and smells thoroughly taken,” Brooks says.

My fingers come up to run along the bond marks on my neck. Dallas and Colt bit me on each shoulder. Heat pools in my core when I think about Brooks’s bite on my inner thigh, and desire pushes into my chest before I glare at him.

“Stop it. Don’t turn me on like that,” I scold him, knowing he’s pushing his own feelings into the bond.

Brooks grins. “But I can tell you’re thinking about when I bonded with you.”

A blush grows on my cheeks. I was, and I’m sure that was obvious, but still. “We’re on the road, Brooks!”

“And? Colt would pull over so fast if he got first dibs.”

I look at Colt to deny it, but his tongue is poking at the corner of his mouth with a sexy smile. I smack his bicep .

“You’re supposed to be the responsible one!” I chide jokingly.

He shrugs. “Baby, I think you severely underestimate how much I want to live in your pussy.”

“Alright. Calm down, you horny degenerates. We promised we wouldn’t miss Cooper’s last show,” Dallas says.

Brooks sighs dramatically while winking at me. I lean over, resting my head on Colt’s shoulder as he fiddles with the radio. An exquisite contentment spreads in my chest, and my alphas purr almost instantaneously, as if wanting to extend that feeling even longer.

“Sorry.” I giggle. “I was just thinking about how happy I am.”

Dallas strokes my hair. “That’s all we want for you, darlin’.”

I came into town searching for my dad but found a family instead. And it’s beyond anything I could have ever imagined, something straight out of fantasies.

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