Richard: Caveman Instinct --- Gypsy Curse Book 2 by Hazel Gower Page A

Zeck, Richard spun me around to face him, lifted me up and plastered his lips on mine. Shocked, I gasped, which had Richard’s tongue entering my mouth and seeking my own to tangle with. The touch of his tongue on mine had me snapping out of my momentary shock at Richard’s actions and circling my legs around his waist as my hands smoothed up over his chest and around his neck clinging to him. His hands came down and cupped my arse squeezing the globes.
    My whole body came alive. I never knew a kiss could be like this. From the very tips of my toes to the top of my head tingled, my stomach flip-flopped and my body was burning with need. Lust consumed me and my mind clogged. Richard’s strong manly scent invaded all my senses.
    Needing to be closer to Richard, to feel his skin against my own, I moved my hands back around and yanked at his shirt.
    Loud chuckles and clearing of throats and then finally, “If Mother catches you two, she’ll freak out,” evaded my passion-filled mind. Shaking my head hoping to clear off some of my insane lust that was still fogging my brain and body, I turn my head to now see Mason had joined our audience.
    Groaning, I buried my head trying to hide against Richard. He was having none of that, his hands moved from my arse to cup my face. “We will finish this later. I’m done playing nice. I’m done fighting what I want. By the time I’m finished, you will never sigh or even blush when you see my brother. You’ll only ever do that for me.”
    Holy shit. I can honestly say that before today, my panties had never been wet from anything a man, or boy had said or done, but Richard going all alpha male had my panties soaking, and I didn’t even care that we had an audience. All I could do was nod. I didn’t even think I could form any words if my life depended on it.
    “Good. Now, Zeck, tell me what the hell has been going on.” Richard eased me down him, and I turned to face his brother, but Richard didn’t let me out of his embrace. His arms hugged me against him.
    “Okay, I’ll tell you quickly, cos I think your girl is going to have to go in and meet Mother so her friend Jessica can have a rest from her.”
    Oh. My. God. I was the worst friend ever. I had forgotten all about Jessica and her being at this house, too. I’d been all about me, upset over Ethan. I was so selfish, the worst friend ever. I hadn’t even thought of my friend and what she’d been through today or how for the last several hours she’d been stuck with complete strangers.
     
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    Richard       
    I’m sure Jessica could handle my mother. From the time I’d spent with Bailey and her best friend, I knew she was one tough cookie. After what had happened today, Jessica was probably basking in my mother’s attention. I knew Bailey was in no state to meet my mother—I know she’d met her before at the firm— but not as my soulmate. I was sure my mother could wait until tomorrow.
    My mind was a scattered mess. I tried to get focused again on what was going on around me, but Bailey felt amazing in my embrace, a perfect fit. I was sick of fighting my instinct with her. I didn’t care if Bailey was with that boy Toby, she was mine, and I didn’t care what I had to do to make her see it. Today had been the worst day of my life waiting to see if she was okay after finding out the bloody biker gang was going after her. When I’d called Cole about Ethan earlier and Bailey heard the conversation, I had never felt so terrible and worthless in my life. I watched as Bailey fell apart at the knowledge her brother and her only family member was hurt and she wasn’t with him. At that moment, I would have done anything to make it all better for her. But I was useless right now and could do no more than comfort her. 
    I carried her upstairs to one of the closest guest rooms and rested on the bed with her cradled in my embrace. I sat for hours holding her as she sobbed and cried her eyes out soaking my