Kaden & Keegan (The Walkers of Coyote Ridge Book 9)

by Nicole Edwards

  As it was, Bristol was paying him no mind, seemingly oblivious to the fact he was there with them, but the instant he touched her, Bristol moaned, wiggling her butt, shifting farther back in invitation.

  She definitely knew he was there and that knowledge warmed him another few degrees.

  Unable to resist, he slid his hands over her soft, smooth skin, gliding up her spine, pausing at her neck then working his way down and around so he could cup her breasts, trailing his lips between her shoulder blades. Encouragement came from her eager moans and the way she rocked back against him. He wanted to touch her everywhere, to taste her again and again. It wouldn’t be enough, he knew. It would never be enough.

  Leaning forward, he pressed his chest to her back, propping himself up with one fist on the mattress while sliding the other between her thighs, seeking the heat of her.

  Bristol paused what she was doing, shifting her legs wider, her back arching. “Oh, God. Kaden…”

  He fucking loved when she said his name. It was a reminder that she was aware of who was with her. That it was them pleasuring her, bringing her to new heights.

  Kaden slipped one finger inside the tight clasp of her pussy, teased her as she pushed herself upright, forcing Kaden to stand as he continued to finger her slick pussy.

  “Don’t stop,” she pleaded, pressing back against him, grinding her hips down as he fingered her.

  From over her shoulder, he could see Keegan watching her, the heat in his gaze as he observed. Keegan took up where Bristol left off, stroking himself while he watched the show, and for a second, Kaden felt as though he could see Bristol through his brother’s eyes.

  “Please, Kaden… Oh, God, yes.”

  He gave her what she requested, pushing two fingers into her tight sheath while she ground her hips downward, taking his fingers in deep.

  “More,” she bit out, her tone bordering on urgent. “I need more.”

  So he gave her more. Planting his palm on her back, he urged her down to the bed then situated her so she was in her original position, kneeling over Keegan.

  “Suck him,” Kaden instructed, his voice edged with lust.

  “Oh, yeah, baby,” Keegan grunted. “Suck me, Bristol. Just like that.”

  Bristol whimpered when Kaden shifted her knee, effectively spreading her legs wider.

  Looking up at Keegan over Bristol’s head, he met his brother’s gaze, nudged his chin forward, urging Keegan to shift back a bit.

  His brother did, the move allowing Bristol to lean forward more, providing a better angle.

  And then he was right where he wanted to be, sliding his cock along the glistening seam of her sex, her slickness coating him, easing his way as he glided over her clit until she was moaning softly, a sexy sound that had his cock jerking.

  Fuck.

  He grunted from the sensations of her bare flesh against his. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone without a condom. Years, he knew. And there was nothing like feeling a woman’s silky heat on his shaft. More accurately, this woman’s.

  Once more he met Keegan’s gaze so his brother knew what to expect, then he gripped Bristol’s hip with one hand, his cock with the other as he pushed the head into the blessed heat of her body. Slow. So fucking slowly he entered her, her inner muscles clasping tightly as he worked himself deeper.

  He was pretty sure he stopped breathing as he gripped her other hip, pulling her back as he stroked into her, deeper, deeper still.

  Heat rolled through him, from the head of his dick up through every inch of him, the pleasure making his head spin.

  Bristol stopped moving, allowing Kaden to control her movements. Another moan escaped her as she arched her back, her knees spreading wider, offering herself to him.

  “God yes.” She bowed her back more, pushing her ass toward him, taking him deeper without him having to move. “Kaden … oh, God.”

  Fuck. Just hearing her say his name was more than he could bear.

  “More?” The word was ripped from his throat, the pleasure nearly unbearable.

  “Yes. Please.”

  He retreated slowly, lurched forward, driving in deeper, his brain turning to mush as the blistering heat of her pussy enveloped him. She was so fucking tight, so fucking wet. Kaden rocked his hips, her inner muscles clenching around him, strangling his cock in the most exquisite way. He knew it was only a matter of minutes before he was going to come. Hell, he wasn’t even sure he could wait long enough to make her come first.

  “Look at me,” Keegan urged, reaching forward and tipping Bristol’s chin up. “Watch me while he fucks you.”

  Bristol’s upper body lifted as she propped herself up with her hands, the shift in position causing her pussy to clamp down on him.

  Kaden gripped her hips, pulling her back as he impaled her, driving forward until he bottomed out inside her. He admired the sleek line of her back, all that smooth ivory skin while he fought to control his breathing, fighting the sensations that tore through him. His gaze trailed lower, observing the way his cock disappeared into the heaven of her body and he damn near lost it.

  Several more times, he let the slick walls of her pussy squeeze him as he thrust in and out, her juices easing his way. Then he began to move, faster, harder, deeper. She met him thrust for thrust, this hellcat taking all he could give her, his name falling from her lips even as she maintained eye contact with his twin.

  Kaden bit the inside of his cheek, staving off his release because he wanted to feel her pussy lock on him when she came. He fucked her with a fury he’d never known before. Hard, fast, again and again, sweat dripping down his forehead as he watched his cock tunnel into the sweetest pussy he’d ever known. The next time he was inside her, he would be beneath her. Like the first time. He would be the one making eye contact, letting her see him as he became one with her.

  When Bristol cried out his name on a long, throaty moan, her pussy squeezing him, it triggered his release, an orgasm so powerful it damn near knocked him off his feet.

  He pulled out, stumbled back, and before he could right himself, Bristol was impaled on Keegan, a cry of ecstasy escaping.

  It was all he could do to walk around to the side of the bed and fall into it, but it was all that was necessary. The next thing he knew, Bristol was leaning over him, her mouth seeking his as she whimpered. Although he couldn’t see beyond the fall of her hair, he knew Keegan had taken over, was fucking her from beneath, filling her to overflowing. All the while, Bristol tried to maintain the kiss until her body was being jarred too much.

  When she lifted her head, he cupped her cheek, maintaining eye contact, watching her expressions flitter across her face as Keegan brought her to climax twice more before his twin came with a bed-rattling groan.

  *

  Keegan was content to lie in Bristol’s darkened room, his big body hugging the edge of the queen-size mattress, the sexy woman who’d blown his mind a few minutes ago snuggled up at his side.

  Unlike the last time he’d found himself like this, he didn’t panic, didn’t open his big fucking mouth and say something stupid.

  No, he just remained there, catching his breath and letting his body return to its normal state. That had been incredible, there was no denying it. As good as, if not better than their first night together. It was good to know he hadn’t been imagining the chemistry between them.

  Bristol moved closer, her hand sliding over his chest, her fingers brushing his neck.

  “You awake?” she whispered.

  “Yeah.”

  Her soft sigh wasn’t quite as content as he would’ve hoped it would be after that, but he did his best not to read anything into it.

  “I need for us to keep this between us for now,” she said.

  Keegan tensed and she pulled away immediately, pushing up to look down at him.

  “It’s not bad,” she added quickly. “Just until I can figure out how to deal with it.”

  “It?”

  He watched her
face, hated that he saw something very similar to regret there.

  “This relationship.”

  There was movement on the other side of the bed. Kaden was evidently awake.

  “And the baby?” Kaden asked. “Are we supposed to keep that quiet, too?”

  For once his brother didn’t sound like the easygoing, laid-back man Keegan knew him to be.

  “For now, yes.”

  “We can’t tell our family?” Keegan knew he sounded pissed but that was because he was quickly inching in that direction.

  Bristol leaned in, her lips brushing his. “Just for a little while. Please. I know it won’t be easy, but…”

  He waited for her to explain.

  She didn’t.

  “It’s not what you think,” she tacked on, kissing him again, softly, slowly.

  Oh, it most definitely was.

  And Keegan wasn’t sure whether he should be thrilled or worried that she was willing to seduce him in order to get what she wanted.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Travis woke early on Saturday morning. Before the sun, before even the kids had woken.

  He’d spent last night in his recliner, having stayed up late with Kate, watching a movie until she fell asleep in his lap. At that point, he’d relocated her to her bed and headed for his own. Before he’d gotten his bedroom door open, he’d heard the sounds coming from inside. Kylie’s sexy moans, Gage’s raspy grunts.

  Rather than interrupt their stolen moments, he’d gone back downstairs and settled in to think. He’d obviously fallen asleep.

  To avoid waking the rest of the house, Travis tugged on his boots and headed for the resort. He had a shower in his office, which he took advantage of, changing into a spare set of clothes he kept there.

  Now, he was sitting at his desk, finalizing the resort’s guest list for this year’s New Year’s Bash. It was late notice, but he knew a lot of their guests thought of this place as a spur-of-the-moment indulgence, somewhere they could sneak off to when that coveted invitation appeared in their mailbox. Rarely did anyone ever decline the invitation.

  Last year they had forgone doing anything for the resort in lieu of making it a family affair. The Walkers had descended on the resort for Christmas, making it impossible to plan for a resort celebration, so this year, Travis was dedicating the holidays to the guests, making up for lost time, so to speak.

  Not necessarily because he felt he owed the guests anything. No, this was personal. Selfish, he figured was a good description. Until he found Juliet Prince, he was no good to his own family. Hell, he could hardly look his daughter in the eye knowing he had failed her. Epically. And until he brought that woman to justice, proved to Kate she was safe once again, that she didn’t have to be held just to fall asleep, Travis knew he had to stay focused.

  He reviewed the final name on the list, added one more for good measure, then shot the email over to Sawyer, who would handle ensuring the invitations went out. On Monday, of course. When normal people worked.

  Travis had just hit send when his cell phone buzzed on his desk.

  He glanced over at the screen. It was home calling, which meant Kylie since Gage preferred text as his method of communication.

  “Hello.”

  “Hey.” Her voice was warm and concerned. “You slipped out early.”

  Leaning back in his chair, Travis closed his eyes. “Yeah. I’ve got stuff to do here.”

  “You gonna be there long?”

  “A while. Why?”

  “We were thinkin’ we’d take the kids over to your parents for a little while.”

  “I’m sure they’d like that.”

  “So we’ll see you…?”

  “I need a few hours. I’ll text you when I’m finishing up.”

  “Okay.”

  He could hear the disappointment, but Travis ignored it. He owed Kylie as much as he owed Kate. He knew his wife worried endlessly about that woman still being out there. They were all losing sleep over it.

  “Talk to you later.”

  “I love you, Travis,” she said softly.

  “Love you, too.” He disconnected the call because it was pointless to express his feelings over the phone.

  He half expected Gage to stroll in, to smile and tell him to give up for the day. That’s what his husband did. Gage kept Travis’s spirits up, motivated him to do what needed to be done, ensured he was involved in every aspect of their family life because Travis was often so focused he lost track of time.

  But Gage wasn’t going to come in, he wasn’t going to make an attempt at seduction to get Travis to do what he wanted him to do. In fact, he wasn’t even sure Gage ever wanted to talk to him again. They hadn’t spoken much in the past week. Aside from sleeping under the same roof, though not necessarily in the same bed. They’d been alternating staying with Kate because she continued to have nightmares, which meant their physical interactions had been limited as well.

  It would get back to normal. Eventually. Once he found Juliet Prince and she ended up behind bars or in the ground—his preference was for the latter because his hatred for her was so intense.

  Until then, Kylie and Gage could hold down the fort. They were used to this from him. Travis had never pretended to be anything other than what he was. He had a single-minded focus at times, and they knew it was better to simply leave him be until he got it resolved.

  And it would be resolved.

  Soon, he hoped.

  *

  Bristol woke to her cell phone ringing and Kaden tapping her on the arm.

  She took the phone he offered and blindly tapped the screen to answer.

  “Hello?”

  “Oh, thank Christ,” Rex rumbled.

  “What?” She rubbed her eyes, yawned. “What’s wrong?”

  “Why is your car at Moonshiners?” he asked, his gruff tone thick with concern.

  Bristol forced her heavy lids to open, peering over at the clock. “Oh, my God, Rex. It’s six thirty. On Saturday. Why are you callin’ me?”

  “Shall I repeat the question?”

  Sighing, she relaxed against the warm body she was curled up against, holding the phone to her ear. “Don’t worry. My car broke down. I got a ride home.”

  “Christ, woman. I was scared to death. Who drove you home?”

  “Kaden and Keegan.”

  “Kaden and Keegan?”

  “Shall I repeat the answer?” she mimicked.

  His tone softened. “Did you tell them?”

  “I did.”

  “And?”

  “It’s all good,” she assured him. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna call you later. After I get some sleep.”

  With a grumble, Rex disconnected the call.

  Bristol smiled when Kaden took the phone from her hand. She snuggled in and drifted back to sleep, hoping she could find her way back to that sexy dream she’d been having.

  When she woke the next time, the sun had brightened her bedroom. The first thing she noticed was that she was alone in her bed. No Kaden, no Keegan.

  And no clothes.

  She listened, attempting to hear noises coming from the other room. Aside from the heater blowing softly from the ceiling vents, Bristol heard nothing else.

  It appeared her sexy twins had vacated the premises.

  Since there was no note on the nightstand, she reached for her phone, checking to see if maybe they’d texted.

  A smile pulled at her mouth when she saw there was a text from Kaden: Sorry we left, but I didn’t want to wake you. Got your car towed. Gonna be a few days to get the part. We’ll bring Keegan’s truck by so you’ll have something to drive in the meantime. Text us when you wake up.

  Sighing, she rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. She really wanted to text him back and tell him it was fine, she didn’t need a vehicle. It was the truth. She’d been a bit overdramatic when she said she could walk into town if she needed to, although she was perfectly capable. However, it wouldn’t be neces
sary because she knew Bianca would give her a ride anywhere she needed to go.

  So why didn’t she?

  “Because you want to see them,” she whispered.

  Because she wanted to be with them, she acknowledged.

  And there you had it. Bristol knew it was the most idiotic thing she’d ever done, but she wanted to see them, wanted to spend time with them. She had missed them and these last weeks had been filled with so much regret, she’d hardly slept, barely ate.

  It probably wouldn’t have been so hard but Bristol had spent the past few years immersed in the Walkers’ world, mixing it up with their family, and that included spending a lot of time with Kaden and Keegan around. To not have that…

  Needless to say, she hadn’t been having a good time. To the point she was an emotional wreck, riding a roller coaster of ups and downs, never realizing that it was her hormones that were in an uproar. It wasn’t until early last week when she started feeling queasy. That was when she did the math, realizing she’d missed her period.

  Please tell us that’s a good thing.

  Bristol could still hear Kaden’s words, the hope that had been in that one single sentence. Honest to God, she hadn’t known what to expect when she told them, but it hadn’t been for either of them to accept it so easily. In fact, she was sure they’d come to terms with the news far easier than she had.

  Not that she wasn’t happy. She was.

  Even if they weren’t willing to be part of the baby’s life, Bristol had always wanted children and she considered this a blessing. As far as raising a child as a single parent, Bristol saw no problem with that. After all, she’d been raised that way. From the time her mother skipped out on them, her father had been her sole provider and she’d turned out just fine.

  But for them to want to be a part of it…

  She felt the warmth fill her chest, emotions churning in her gut. Tears sprang to her eyes, but she smiled because they weren’t sad tears. They were hopeful ones. Kaden and Keegan would make amazing fathers. They were two of the greatest men she knew. They loved their families, they were great with kids, quick to smile, the first to joke and tease, as well as the first to offer a hug when someone needed it. At their core, Kaden and Keegan were exactly what Bristol had always hoped to find in a man.