Wild Pride (The Kingson Pride Book 1)

by Kristen Banet

  He slipped a hand between her legs and she moaned at his touch through her panties. She was so ready for him to drive into her and considered begging more.

  “Fuck, Riley, you are soaked,” he groaned in her ear. “And it’s all our fault isn’t it?”

  “Brenton,” she whined, rubbing her chest to his, making him growl. “Please…”

  “If you can stay quiet, I’ll finish you,” his chest rumbled as he spoke. She loved the sensation. “For every moan, whimper, or scream, I’ll spank you once. Nothing hard. How’s that sound?”

  “Why?” She moaned into his shoulder.

  “Because Zachary has to drive and he needs to pay attention.”

  “Fine, I can be quiet,” she kissed him and felt him smile.

  “That’s cheating,” he growled softly. “But I’ll allow it.”

  He immediately pushed her panties aside and slide two fingers in her. She gasped and his other hand delivered a quick smack to her right ass cheek. She squeaked and he did it again to the left.

  “Riley,” he chuckled, “my fingers aren’t even moving yet. Bite on to my shoulder.”

  She held on to him and bit down, as he began to finger her slowly, using his thumb to play with her clit. When he picked up the pace, she moaned into his shoulder and she felt a sharp slap on her ass, reminding her of the deal. She almost wanted to get louder.

  Finally, he went hard and fast, pushing her higher and higher. She couldn’t hold back anymore, and Brenton finally just pulled her into for a kiss that wouldn’t end until she climaxed.

  When she did finally explode, she felt her juices go down her thighs. Brenton was growling and licked his fingers and palm, all wet because of her.

  “Riley,” he moaned in her ear, “such a bad girl.” He ended it in a snarl, pulling her in for another kiss. It was aggressive and forceful and she melted into it. “Zachary, how are you doing up there?” He broke the kiss, looking around her to check on him. She tried to turn and see Zachary too, but Brenton held her in position.

  “We should have stayed at the fucking condo, you fucking prick.” Zachary snarled back to them.

  “Why didn’t we?” Riley mumbled into Brenton.

  “I didn’t want you to feel obligated to fuck one or both of us after dinner,” Brenton told her, looking into her eyes “We already shoved you out of your comfort zone. Now I want you to lay down back here and get some sleep. Put you head in my lap.”

  She got off him and laid down. He played with her head and her eyelids drooped in the dark interior.

  BRENTON

  She was beautiful when she was asleep, peaceful in a way she never was when she was conscious and trying to kill all of them with her sharp tongue.

  “Sorry Zachary,” he sighed. He knew how much Zachary wanted her and Brenton took charge for the Denver day.

  “It’s my own fault,” he growled back. “I’m the one who decided she wasn’t allowed to orgasm at dinner. If I had finished her off during dessert, she would have passed out the moment she got in the car.”

  “I won’t lie and say I’m upset,” Brenton grinned.

  “Fuck you,” Zachary groaned, keeping his eyes on the road. “How do the other guys feel? It’s been a wild few days.”

  “Everything had changed in one very short weekend,” Brenton sighed. “This time last week, we were preparing her for her first shift. As for the guys… they haven’t said much to me. I think they are just looking for a little more time with the idea and the practice of it.”

  “Fuck, I don’t blame them,” Zachary chuckled. “The practice seems incredibly fun.”

  “It helps that Riley is a woman who knows what she wants,” Brenton whispered, running his fingers through her hair. “Maybe not how she likes it, but she’s getting there.”

  “It helps that the five of us are as close as we are, too. Don’t forget that,” Zachary smirked in the rear view mirror.

  “You’re right.” Brenton nodded and looked back down at her.

  In the silence, he thought about her. Her apartment had been distressing but she didn’t let it stop her. She knew Star was going to come home by the end of the week, she knew she had a place to stay and she continued on with her life. She was strong.

  He thought about how she ran from her ex and made it sound like she tried more then once. That took courage and tenacity he hadn’t expected when they first met her. She didn’t let that prick stop her from trying again until she succeeded. He was so proud of her in hindsight. That amount of courage touched his heart and he knew it touched the guys. They all had so much respect for her to make it through that and come out swinging on the other side. It paralleled their lives in a way. Everyone wanted to keep them down and they kept standing back up until they were strong enough to never fall again.

  But, he laughed to himself, if she wanted him on his knees, he would fall to them without a complaint. He knew would fall for her and he didn’t want to get back up from it.

  “You’ve got a pretty dopey smile there, Brenton.”

  “Shut up and drive, Zachary,” he chuckled.

  They made it home a short time past midnight. Sure enough, all the guys were asleep except them. Brenton tried to wake Riley and sighed. This was the second time he would be putting her to bed and not going in with her. He hoped the third time would be the charm.

  Zachary got all the doors for him and left Brenton alone when he went to undress her for bed. He pulled off her shoes slowly. She stirred a little but still didn’t wake up. He unzipped her dress and hissed at how tight it was. He dropped it on the floor when he finally peeled it off her body. She hasn’t worn a bra under the strapless dress and he ignored her breasts as best he could.

  He fought to get her under her covers and wondered how she would react to waking up in her finished room. It was the last reason they took her out today, so the last pieces could be moved in without her noticing. Troy and Gabe also put away everything for her, officially moving her in. Brenton wondered where they hid her sex toys that they all knew she had but didn’t tell them about. That line of thought made him nearly laugh.

  He kissed her forehead and quietly made his way out.

  RILEY

  She jumped awake and looked around. She fell asleep after a mind blowing orgasm in Brenton’s lap after an incredibly sexy dinner with him and Zachary. So why was she in a bed?

  She looked around the room and noted the black walls with white trim at the bottom and the top. She set her feet down in plush and soft black carpet. The room had a variety of blue and yellow-orange furniture. There were two dressers, the same build but one was blue and the other was that nice light yellow-orange to contrast it. She turned back to the bed and squealed. It all black with blue and yellow-orange pillows piled on the top. She jumped up and down a couple times.

  This was her room!

  She looked around it and noted how they created a small art space for her with a desk near her large windows. The desk had a Mac on it and she couldn’t contain her happy dance when she saw it. Between the closet and bathroom doors was a huge TV mounted on the wall and it had two blue couches angled to it, sitting on a yellow-orange shag carpet. The couches were suede instead of slick leather. She ran her hands on one of them and fell on it. She laughed hysterically.

  There were three different cat trees around the room, all pure white to stand out. A chest revealed all the cat toys Star could ever want. Near her bed was a smaller bed with a headboard that said Star and she blinked back tears. Star was going to love this.

  While all the walls were black, the wall behind her bed was special. They had done really awesome blue and orange geometric design that spiral up from behind her headboard to the ceiling. Then she really looked at the black ceiling.

  Stars were hanging down, tiny to giant over her, all white, standing out in the dark room. Even her light fixtures were now star bursts over her head. She had a really high ceiling, so she couldn’t reach of them, thank goodness.

  “Doe
s the screaming mean you like it?”

  She turned to see Zachary smiling in her door way.

  “I love it!” She ran and threw her arms around him. “It’s so perfect, thank you!”

  “It’s your space, the door even locks and only takes the master key Brenton has. So you can lock yourself in and no one will be able to come bother you.”

  “Except Brenton,” she cocked an eyebrow at Zachary.

  “He’ll only use it if it’s an emergency. He knows everyone needs their privacy,” Zachary leaned down and kissed her slowly. “And I promise, I’ll knock next time before barging into your room. I heard you hollering and wanted to see what was going on.”

  She pulled him back for another kiss, holding his face to hers until he groaned and forced it to end.

  “Riley, you just woke up,” he growled softly. “Let’s get some breakfast and start the day before things too wild again.” He looked down at her. “Plus, you need to put some cloths on.”

  She looked down and saw she was only wearing her panties from the night before. Welp.

  “Not sure why I didn’t noticed that,” she mumbled to herself. Zachary stepped all the way in and closed the door before him. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”

  “Alright,” he chuckled and began looking through her drawers. She rolled her eyes. If they hadn’t already seen everything, she’d be upset. They were nosy and she thought it was a little flattering.

  She showered slowly, happy they didn’t change much in the bathroom. They added a few cute blue and orange accents to the black bathroom to make it fit with the room it was attached to.

  When she stepped out, she was wrapped in an orange towel. They really went all the way on this color thing for her.

  Zachary growled softly and was laying on the right couch, watching her. She couldn’t ignored the fact that he was slowly jacking off. And holding one of her bullet vibrators in his other hand.

  “Look at what I found,” he chuckled.

  “Wow, mister ‘start the day before things too wild again’ why are you jacking it off on my couch?” She blew out a puff of air and tried glare at him.

  “I instantly regretted saying that,” Zachary gave her a lazy smile. “Plus…” he stood up slowly. “Everyone else has gotten to play with you now except me.” He snatched towel away and she laughed, trying to grab it back.

  “Come on!” She pushed against him, but her tiny, short stack self couldn’t reach the towel over Zachary’s head. He fell back on the same couch and she just tripped on him from the lack of support.

  Then he threw her towel across the room and held her to him.

  “Well, now this is a good morning,” he growled softly. She laughed, trying to pull away playfully and he was having none of it. He flipped them and immediately kissed way down her body. “And this is a good breakfast.” He growled into her pussy, making her gasp.

  For the next thirty minutes, Zachary ate his fill and Riley was at his mercy. The first orgasm has been good but the second one had been great since he slid two of those wonderful fingers into her. And the bullet vibrator was much more worthy of her love in his hands then it ever was in her own.

  When he let her up, he showed her the outfit he picked out while she showered. She was happy he choose something comfortable.

  “You forgot a couple items, Zachary.” she laughed, going back to her dressers.

  “No I didn’t,” he growled, grabbing her before she got away. “I quite like the idea of you in the house without bras or panties. I can’t get that movie night out of my fucking mind. Just the memory of it drives me fucking wild.”

  She blushed that memory. It was only last Friday and they took the opportunity to tell her how they all wanted her. She bit her bottom lip and eyed Zachary.

  “And if I do end up putting on underwear today?”

  “I’ll spank you before you go to bed,” he growled softly. “I’m certain Brenton will understand.”

  She felt heat rush back between her thighs and she nodded.

  “I’ll try my best not to need them then.”

  “Good, now get dressed. Guys are all probably waiting downstairs to eat.”

  She threw on her clothes and walked down with him. When they got to the kitchen, sure enough, all the guys were waiting. She saw nostrils flare when she got close, knowing they could smell what her and Zachary just did. Some of their earlier ‘weird’ behavior now made a lot more sense. They had been catching scents in the room and that’s also how they knew what she used in the shower.

  “You know, Zachary,” Troy growled playfully. “We sent you up there to find out why she was screaming when no one was in the room with her. Not give her a reason to scream and hold us up from eating breakfast nearly an hour.”

  She blushed furiously and swatted Troy, who laughed along the guys. Zachary only shrugged and sat next to her, leaning to kiss her. Brenton sat on her other side, already fully decked out in a navy blue suit and did the same thing once Zachary was done.

  “Riley, where’s mine?” Gabe complained and she looked past Zachary to him.

  “After breakfast,” she blew him one and he grinned devilishly. “Same for you too, Andrew and Troy.” She looked to Andrew in the kitchen, who was smiling shyly at her.

  “Speaking of after breakfast,” Brenton took a bite of bacon. “You start self defense training with Zachary today, when we’re done here. And I expect there to be real training. No sex during training. After lunch, we’ll be shifting and teaching you how to evade and defend yourself in feline form.” Now she knew why Zachary had picked out her clothes.

  “Mostly evading,” Gabe laughed. “Since you don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of winning a fight as a cheetah against nearly anything.”

  “Thanks, asshole,” she stuck her tongue out at Gabe and Zachary grabbed it. He held it for a second before letting her have it back.

  “Keep that in your mouth unless you want one of us playing with it,” he growled softly. She waited for him to go back to eating before sticking her tongue out at him too, making Andrew snort on the other side of the bar. Brenton elbowed her softly and when she looked at him, he wagged a finger at her. She rolled her eyes a little, smiling to Andrew, who had a front row seat to her antics.

  Once breakfast was one, she gave each of the left out guys a good morning kiss like she promised. Then she followed Zachary to the gym.

  “What do you like to do to stay in shape?” He asked her as they walked in.

  “Run. I love to run. Normally outside but I can work a treadmill just fine.”

  “Of course,” he chuckled.

  They did a series of warm up stretches, five miles on the treadmills they had in the room and then he pulled her onto a large mat in front of a mirror wall.

  Brenton walked in at that moment, wearing work out gear. He and Zachary spent twenty minutes showing her a move to throw a person who tried to grab her from the back.

  She couldn’t throw either of the giants for nearly an hour. Finally, she got lucky, stepped on Brenton’s foot and was able to get the leverage to toss him over her shoulder.

  “I did it!” She laughed. She was dripping with sweat.

  “You stepped on me!” Brenton growled, rubbing his foot.

  “It worked!” she pointed at him, sticking her tongue out.

  “Alright, don’t do that. Do it right. Come on, tiny.” Zachary growled at her.

  By the end of four hours, she was exhausted and she still had afternoon training. She had only succeeded in the toss once. And they said it didn’t count because she stepped on his foot. She felt defeated and sore.

  “We need to work on your upper body strength quite a bit,” Zachary poked her arms. “Your legs are fantastic but you have noodle arms. We’ll do that three times a week, teach you how to lift and build muscle.”

  “Thanks,” she mumbled, a little disappointed in herself. “I’m going to shower, eat and then meet you all in the back yard.”

  “R
iley, you did fine,” Brenton called after her. She just waved at him without turning around.

  After lunch, she stomped into the yard and tossed her new clean clothes in the chest and shifted. She was first out, smelling no one else. It took nearly thirty minutes for anyone to show up and she was laying about in the grass.

  It was everyone except Andrew since he was at the diner.

  She watched them lazily as they stripped and shifted. Brenton gave her a glare when he saw her clothes just carelessly tossed into the chest. She chirped at him. It was an outrageous bird sound and it made him break out in a smile.

  Finally, they were all felines and Brenton coordinated them in teaching her dodging techniques and evasive maneuvers. She was much better at this then the morning training.

  After a couple hours, they were all panting and she curled up to Brenton’s mane, purring loudly. He purred back.

  *You did really well out here.*

  *I suck at human self defense though.*

  *We’ll get you there. I’ll ask one of the brothers to coming since they are a bit smaller then me and Zachary.* He shouldered her at that.

  *Suuuure.*

  RILEY

  A month later and Riley wasn’t any better at self defense in human form. Well into March, it was frustrating and she hated every minute she was on the mat with Zachary. She loved Zachary everywhere else, but he was an evil task master trying to get her better at hand to hand skills.

  “Riley, you-”

  “I can’t fucking do this, Zachary and I’m fucking tired of wasting my time!” She yelled at him, standing up from the mat she was just slammed into. Again.

  “Riley-”

  “Shut the fuck up, Troy,” she snarled, rubbing her shoulder and felt a bruise forming. Troy look like she struck him.

  “Riley, you’re getting it! It’s slow going, I know but you are improving.” Zachary snarled.

  “Bull shit. Every day I’m in here, I get tossed on the mat and I’m forming bruises on my fucking bruises!” She hissed, tossing her towel across the floor.