Unwritten Rules (Filthy Florida Alphas 3)

“He’s just confused. And Cherry was nice to me at a time when I desperately needed a friendly face, but she’s not the same person now. I don’t know what’s going on, but I truly believe she’s playing on Harley’s love for her. I see it, Max sees it and Marcum sees it. Once things get back to normal around here, it will get better.”

“I care about them… I love them,” I whisper.

“Just like you love Marcum?”

I think about denying it, but there’s no reason. It’s completely true.

“I do love him.”

“It shows. He loves you too, you know. I can tell.”

“Marcum doesn’t do love. Whatever that means,” I laugh.

“No man does, honey.” She giggles and I smile at the sound. I look back over at Cherry and the way she brushes Harley’s hair as he talks to her. My heart squeezes.

“I shouldn’t be jealous, but…”

“But you are. It’s understandable, though. I would be too. You’ve found your home and Harley, as stubborn as he is, is your family too.”

“God, he is stubborn.”

“Just like his dad,” Tess agrees. I look at her with a frown. “Marcum told you,” she says reading me like a book. “He really does care for you, Toi. I hope you appreciate that.”

“I… uh… I don’t know what you mean,” I stammer, clearly lying, but what Marcum told me, he told me in confidence and even if he admitted that Tess and Max knew, I don’t feel comfortable discussing it. Tess puts her hand on mine and smiles gently.

“It’s okay. Besides, I think in this instance Marcum is completely wrong. Harley couldn’t be more like him and Desi clearly has her daddy’s eyes.”

I look at the children and I find myself smiling.

“I really hope you’re right, Tess.”

“I am,” she says and as I watch the children, I believe she is too.60Marcum“Jesus, baby,” I groan. “You got to stop.”

“Mm...” she moans around my cock.

“Baby, I can’t hold back much longer.”

She slides her mouth off me with a grin. “I don’t want you to.”

“When I give you my cum, I want inside of you,” I growl, and I lift her, pulling her up my body until she straddles my cock. “Take me in, Toi. Please, honey,” I growl, knowing I’m about to blow and needing in her when I do. I don’t care if I am begging. Her body is the sweetest heaven I’ve ever known.

She reaches down between us and guides me inside. She’s wet and ready, just like I knew she would be. That’s a gift I never fail to give thanks for.

“It just gets better and better,” she moans, her voice soft and loving.

I reach up and grab her breasts, squeezing each in my hands, her hardened nipple pushing against my palm. She’s right. It does get better and better.

“I’m not going to be able to hold back long, Dragonfly.”

“I’m almost there,” she gasps and I can feel it. It doesn’t matter that I’ve only been inside of her mere minutes. She gets that worked up sucking on my cock. She likes going down on me almost as much as I like it—and that’s a fucking lot.

“Then ride your man, honey. Ride me hard and take me with you,” I order her, but I didn’t need to worry.

Her head goes back, her long blond hair cascades down her back, her eyes are closed in passion and she’s magnificent. Her body tightens on me, she slides up and down on me, rolling her hips, and I can feel my cock scrape against her inside walls. My balls begin to tighten. I’m coming, but I don’t want to go without her. I reach down and pinch her clit, grabbing her hip and grinding her down against me.

“Marcum,” she cries right before shattering. I follow her, when she’s like that I can’t help it. I close my eyes and groan as I empty myself deep inside of her.

She falls down against me and I cradle her to me, our bodies still joined. We stay like that while our breathing calms and this might be my favorite time with Toi. I wrap my hand in her hair, thinking about how my life has changed since meeting Toi.

“What was that?” she asks.

“What, honey?”

Her head raises slowly and she looks toward the door, the frowns.

“I thought I heard a noise.”

“It was probably my damn heart. I’m too old for the workouts you’ve been giving me,” I joke.

“Yeah, right,” she laughs. “Can we just stay in bed today?”

“I wish we could sweetheart, but I’m meeting with some men today. I got to try and clear this shit up.”

“You haven’t told me what you’re clearing up.”

“I don’t want you worrying. Just know I’m handling it.”

“You have to stop trying to protect me, Marcum.”

“Not possible, sweetheart.”

“Can you at least tell me why this is happening?”

“Let’s just say your father left a mess and I’m trying to clean it up,” I tell her reluctantly. I didn’t want to tell her, but I know she won’t just let this drop. I feel her body tense and if it were possible I’d kill her father all over again.