Reckless Rock Star (Cocky Hero Club)

by Victoria Ashley

  I don’t hear anything for a few seconds and then Logan comes into view. I consider pretending I didn’t overhear his conversation with Alana, but I can’t. I’m so fucking angry that I push away from the cabin. “It was you?”

  Logan stops dead in his tracks, his back tensing. “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” he says, turning to face me. “It was a stupid mistake that I regret.”

  I shake my head and push him back when he reaches for my shoulders. “How could you do that to Madden? To your own fucking brother?” I shove his chest, anger taking over. “Huh? Tell me!”

  “I don’t know,” he says gently. “It just happened. And then it was too late to take back.”

  “Tell him,” I bite out. “He deserves to know the truth. You need to tell him.”

  “I can’t, Natalie. I can’t do that.”

  “You can and you will.” I look up to meet his green eyes, wanting him to see how serious I am. “Either you do it or I will.”

  “Drop it, Natalie. It’s not happening.”

  “Wrong answer.” I go to walk away, unable to look at him right now, but Logan grips my arm, pulling me backward.

  “Let me go,” I grind out. “Now.”

  “Let’s talk about it, Natalie. Please.”

  I get ready to tell him to fuck off, but Madden coming at us has me shaking Logan’s grip off and taking a step back.

  Madden looks ready to murder his brother and I don’t blame him one bit. I feel the exact same way.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  MADDEN

  “What the fuck are you doing, brother? Huh?” I slam Logan against the side of the cabin, my hand moving up to grip his throat as I turn to look at Natalie, who looks emotionally wrecked. “Go inside. Now.”

  She shoots Logan a hard look, her chest heaving and her hands shaking at her sides. “We’re through, Logan. I’m done with you.”

  “Nope.” I slam my brother harder against the cabin when he attempts to go after Natalie as she walks away. “Don’t even look at her right now. What the fuck is going on? That’s not how you treat women. You don’t grab them that way. I know you.”

  He squeezes his eyes shut and swears under his breath, before gripping my hand and yanking it from his throat. “This isn’t the time to talk about it, Madden; not here with all of our friends. I just need to get to Natalie and talk. I didn’t mean to be so rough with her.”

  “No. Fuck that. It’s the perfect time to talk about it. Give her some space.” I motion around the darkness. “There’s nobody out here but the two of us. Everyone else is out back by the fire. Now talk. To me. Not her. I’m not letting you anywhere near her until you calm the fuck down.”

  When he doesn’t start talking, I slam him against the cabin again, my anger taking over. “Talk!” I growl out, digging my forearm into his throat.

  “Madden, stop!” I feel Alana’s hand pulling at my arm, before I see her beside us. Her eyes are rimmed red like she’s been crying. “It’s not all on him. It was me too. I fucked up too. Let him go.” Her voice shakes when I turn to face her. “I’m sorry, Madden. I don’t… I don’t know what else to say. You weren’t supposed to find out this way.”

  It takes a second before it clicks, my arm digging harder into my brother’s neck. “You?” I question, seeing red. “You and Alana? All this fucking time I thought it was someone that meant nothing to me—just some piece of shit out to get laid—but instead it was my own fucking brother.”

  I growl out and punch the wall beside Logan’s head. He closes his eyes in shame. “You were never supposed to find out.”

  “Clearly.” I remove my arm from him and turn away, hurt that my own fucking brother, of all people, is the one who destroyed me. The one person I thought I could trust. “What? You just planned to keep it from me forever?” I ask, after turning back around. “Was that your plan? Just keep me in the dark like a goddamn fool.”

  “Madden, calm down.” Alana steps in the path of my brother when I take a step toward him. “Please. I don’t want you two fighting over me. I love you, not him. Sleeping with him was the biggest mistake of my life. I’ve regretted it every day since, and I regret ever saying I was confused. I never was. It was always going to be you over him.”

  I narrow my eyes at her, surprised that she thinks me wanting to hurt my brother has anything to do with her. “It’s not about you, Alana. Fuck, why can’t you see that? It’s about family. It’s about trust. It’s about the one person who is supposed to have my back betraying me.” I lean in so that we’re face to face. “I’m over you, Alana. I think I was a long time ago and just didn’t see it until now. I. Don’t. Love. You. Anymore. Get that through your head and let me live my life. No more texts. No more calls. Nothing.”

  “You mean that?” Her bottom lip trembles as she looks me in the eyes, and I know she’s trying hard not to cy. “Do you? Fucking tell me and you better mean it, because once I walk away, it’s for good.”

  “I’m over you, Alana. I want nothing to do with you. Is that clear enough?”

  “Fuck you, Madden!” she spits out, shoving my chest as hard as she can. “I hate you.” She shoves me once more, before storming off, leaving me alone with my brother.

  “Madden, we can talk this out.”

  I shake my brother’s hand off and shoot him a warning look. “Go the fuck home before I do something I regret.”

  “Come on. I’m your fucking brother. At least give me a chance to explain.”

  “Yeah, my brother, which is exactly why there shouldn’t be shit to explain.” I place both palms against the side of the cabin, fighting to get a grip before I fuck my own brother up. “Is that why you agreed to let me take Natalie on this trip? Don’t fucking lie to me either.”

  “Yes,” he says, after a few seconds of silence. “I was trying to make up for my mistake. I didn’t want you hurting any—”

  “Fuck off and leave. If I have to look at you, I’m going to hurt you. Walk the fuck away. You owe me that at least.”

  He stands still for a few moments to weigh his options, before finally walking away. Seconds later, the door to his SUV closes and he drives off.

  “Fuck!” I yell out, before running both hands through my hair. I’m pissed—really fucking pissed—and all I can think about is getting to Natalie. I need her right now.

  I make my way through the cabin to mine and Natalie’s room. When I walk inside, Natalie is angrily packing her suitcase, tossing everything inside as if she’s in a hurry to escape this place. I can’t let that happen. I need her here; especially right now.

  Closing the door behind me, I stalk toward Natalie, grab her waist, and pull her against me. The moment her body connects with mine, I grip her face and crush my lips to hers, walking her backwards until her back hits the dresser.

  With a growl, I slip my tongue into her mouth, my hand moving around to tangle into the bottom of her hair. It takes her a second before her hands are on me, gripping the front of my shirt. “You’re not going anywhere,” I whisper, picking her up to carry her to the bed. “I fucking need you, Nat.”

  When I lay her back, her eyes meet mine, taking them in, as if to see if I meant what I just said. Fuck yeah, I did. She must’ve realized she heard me correctly, because she’s pulling me to her by my T-shirt.

  I roughly slam my slips against hers, my insides burning to be inside of her. I’ve never felt like I needed anyone the way I need Natalie right now. I never felt the need to touch every inch of another person before. Not until now.

  With my lips on hers, I reach in between our bodies and yank Natalie’s jeans off, before sitting up just long enough to pull her shirt off next. Her staring up at me, her big blue eyes filled with need, has me yanking my T-shirt over my head and lifting her up the bed until her head is against the headboard. Gripping her panties in my left hand, I swallow and lock my eyes on hers. “If you don’t want me inside you, I need you to tell me now.” I grip them tighter and squeeze. “Tell me, Nat. Tell m
e you don’t want this as much as I do and I’ll fucking walk away right now.”

  “I can’t,” she whispers, her chest quickly rising and falling as she studies my face, her gaze stopping on my lips. “I want it, Madden. I wouldn’t be underneath you half naked if I didn’t.” She closes her eyes and leans her head back when I pull her panties down, slowly lowering them a couple inches. When she still doesn’t change her mind, I yank them down her legs and spread her thighs to move back between them.

  “Fuck, everything about you is perfect, Nat.” I can barely catch my breath as I reach behind her to undo her bra next. “So fucking beautiful.” I toss her bra aside and grab her hand, placing them on the button of my jeans, letting her know I want her to undo them.

  Looking up at me, she undoes the button, before slowly lowering the zipper. “You’re perfect too, Madden.” She lowers my jeans, her eyes taking my body in as my erection springs free. “Everything about you. I’ve thought this since the moment I laid eyes on you on that stage. That is why I’ve found any and every reason to dislike you over the years. It’s because I was attracted to you and afraid of showing it. I’m not afraid anymore.”

  “Is that true?”

  She nods her head.

  “Fuck taking this slow.” I yank my jeans off, climb back between Natalie’s thighs and line my cock up with her entrance. “I’m sorry if I hurt you but…” Gripping the back of her head, I look into her eyes as I slowly enter her, inch by inch until I’m buried inside of her.

  She softly cries out, her nails digging into my shoulder when I begin moving in and out, taking her deep each time. She’s so tight and wet and that mixed with the fact that it’s Natalie I’m inside of, has me wanting to come within minutes, but I keep it together, needing as much of her as I can get.

  “Fuck babe,” I whisper against her lips, my hand moving to grip her throat as I move in and out of her. She moans out, her mouth opening as I playfully bite her bottom lip, before dipping my tongue into her mouth, tasting her as I fuck her. I don’t even care that she was just my brother’s minutes ago. In this moment, she is mine and I’m going to take her as if she’s mine to keep.

  “Madden…” She digs her nails into my flesh and throws her head back when I accidentally thrust too hard, going deeper. “Don’t stop,” she says when I pause to see if she’s okay. “Don’t ever stop…”

  I move her leg and flip her over to her stomach. She grips the sheets and moans out as I immediately slide back into her. I’m deep—so fucking deep—yet I want more of her. I want to own every inch of her beautiful body.

  Pressing my lips against her neck, I gently grip the front of her throat and thrust into her repeatedly, filling her deep over and over. Each time she cries out for me, I thrust harder and faster, unable to get enough. I’ve waited and wondered for too long what it’d be like to be inside of her, and I don’t plan to stop until she’s fully pleasured and shaking below me from multiple orgasms.

  My free hand moves around to find her clit, and the moment I begin rubbing circles over it, she moans out and buries her face into the bed as she squeezes my dick from her orgasm.

  I almost lose my shit and come, but I’m not done with her yet. Pulling out of her, I stand beside the bed, grab her and flip her over, before yanking her to me.

  She lets out a surprised gasp when I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist as I enter her again. “Hold on, babe.”

  Once she’s holding on tight, I grip her hips and fuck her hard and fast. Her body is slick and wet against mine, every inch of our bodies covered in sweat as I make her quietly scream into my neck. Everything about this moment says that she’s mine. That may change once we leave, but I push that thought aside and capture her mouth with mine.

  A few more thrusts and her pussy squeezes my dick again, my mouth catching her moans as she comes for me. I can’t hold back anymore, coming seconds later as I bite her bottom lip, before I growl out and kiss her neck.

  “Holy fuck.” I breathe out, fighting to catch my breath, before I grip her hair and kiss her long and hard. “Sorry if I hurt you,” I whisper.

  She shakes her head and kisses me, before wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’m fine,” she says breathless. “A little sore, but I’ll be fine.”

  I smile and lay her back on the bed, before slowly pulling out, watching as my cum spills from her pussy. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I have to fight back the urge to take her again. “Hang on.” I reach beside me for my T-shirt and clean her off, before cleaning myself.

  The way she looks at me as I climb into bed beside her and pull her into me has me feeling a way I’ve never felt before. It scares the shit out of me, but I hold her anyway, wanting her as close to me as humanly possible.

  I don’t know what the fuck we just did or what’s going to happen next, but I do know that I’ve never felt this way inside a woman before; not even with Alana.

  “I wasn’t expecting that,” she whispers.

  “Expecting what?”

  “Us having sex. Or feeling the way I do. None of it.”

  I smile, running a thumb over her cheek. “I didn’t either.”

  “Did we make a mistake?” She sounds worried, and I hate that with everything in me.”

  “I don’t think we should think too hard tonight.” I move in and kiss her, before pulling her closer onto my chest. “I just want to hold you tonight and not think about shit. Not my brother. Not you and him. Not how I feel about what he did. Nothing. Can we do that?”

  She grabs my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. “Yeah, I think we can do that.”

  Closing my eyes, I pull her tighter, secretly terrified of what will happen next. She may not want my brother tonight, and she may think she hates him now, but what about tomorrow when we go back to reality? Will it be like it never happened when we go back to our old lives?

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

  NATALIE

  I wake up to an empty bed, Madden nowhere in sight with his suitcase already packed. My heart sinks at the notion that he took his morning walk without me. After what happened between us last night, waking up with no idea of how he feels right now has me feeling queasy.

  We both got lost in the heat of the moment, in the animosity we both felt toward his brother, and we ended up naked and sweaty and out of breath on top of each other. I have no idea what it means for us or our future or if it means anything at all, and I despise that feeling more than anything.

  I move, and the slight pain between my legs reminds me just how deep Madden buried himself inside of me. My insides instantaneously ignite from the memory of how hot and passionate it was. I’ve never felt that way during sex before, not even with his brother, and I know without a doubt that Madden has ruined me for all other men.

  After a few minutes pass, I climb out of bed and slip into some clothes, before heading out of the bedroom to see if Madden is somewhere inside. Once I realize that he isn’t, my chest fills with anxiety.

  He did go on his walk without me.

  Exhaling, I reach into the fridge for a bottle of water and head back to the bedroom to pack. I’m in the middle of shoving everything back into my suitcase when the bedroom door opens. My heart jumps, expecting it to be Madden, but when I turn around, it’s Jess.

  “Hey, babe. Have you enjoyed the trip?”

  I nod and plaster on a bogus smile, not wanting her to see how hurt and confused I am. “Really good. Thanks again for having me. I had a lot of fun.”

  She smiles. “Me too. I’m glad you came, and I hope to see you again next year. Hopefully by then things will calm down with Alana. Sorry you had to deal with some of the stuff she said and did.”

  My smile fades, because from the looks of it, I’ll probably never come back here again. Logan and I are through, and Madden probably won’t want anything to do with me now that he’s had time to think about what we did. “Yeah, me too.”

  “I heard what went down last night,” she says after a few m
oments of silence. “We all heard what went down between Madden and Logan. Is that why he took off so quickly?”

  I nod and zip up my suitcase, my body tense, hoping she didn’t hear anything else. “Yeah. What did you hear?”

  She looks disappointed as she takes a seat on the bed. “That Logan was the asshole Alana cheated on Madden with. It took us all by surprise. We planned to come talk to Madden last night and make sure everything was okay, but based on the noise coming from this room last night…” she trails off, a small smile taking over. “I thought it’d be best to wait until this morning.” She looks around, as if just noticing I’m alone. “Where is Madden, by the way?”

  “On his morning walk.”

  “Without you?”

  “I was sleeping pretty hard. He probably didn’t want to wake me.” I try to convince myself that’s the case, but my stomach still feels empty. “Had a late night,” I add, hoping to make it more believable.

  “Sounded like it.” She stands and wraps her arms around me, squeezing. “Tell Madden to give you my number before he hits the road, okay?”

  I nod and smile, happy that we’ll still be friends after this. Jess was my favorite part of this trip aside from getting to know the real Madden—the version I fell hard for. “I’ll be sure to do that. I’ll send you a text so you can save my number too.”

  We both look over when Jake pokes his head through the door and smiles. “Morning, ladies.”

  “Morning.”

  “I have the car mostly packed up and everyone else is almost ready too.” He nods to my suitcase. “Need me to carry that to Madden’s truck?”

  I shake my head. “No, thanks. I’ve got it.”

  “I’ve got it.” Madden’s voice has my insides gushing with excitement, making me feel like a damn teenager with my first crush. “We’ll meet you guys outside.”

  “Okay, cool. I’ll help Jake grab the rest of our stuff. I want to make sure none of my makeup gets left behind.”