Chapter Thirty-Seven
Keller
Keller’s legs were shaking, and his arms felt like lead, but everything else was like nirvana. Molly’s center tightened around him, milking him as she came for the second time. The sounds of her moans and screams of pleasure finally brought him to the edge. His whole body tremored with his release. He slowed his thrusts, eventually stopping, and lowered her leg to the ground. He kept his hands at her waist, and rested his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry about how I acted in the truck. I saw red when he touched you. I almost shifted. I didn’t trust myself to talk to you. I needed his scent off of you.”
Molly reached up and stroked his blond hair. “I know that was hard for you, Keller. I’m sorry that it happened like that, but I’m not sorry I went with you.”
Keller nodded his head, making her laugh when his shaggy hair tickled her face. “It was probably good that you were there. He would have never told us what was going on otherwise.” He tugged on her hand. “Come on. Let’s get you dried off and in bed. I need to mark you up before I have to leave.”
Molly stepped out of the shower and into a big fluffy towel. “Are you still going to go check on the kids? It’s almost two a.m.”
He wrapped a towel around his waist and led Molly to their bed, pulling back the covers for her to get in. “I should. It’s part of our job here. We’re in charge of these kids. Their parents are thousands of miles away.”
Molly threw her towel back toward the direction of the bathroom and climbed in bed naked, to his enjoyment. “What did you mean when you said Jasper’s dick got him into more trouble?”
Keller turned up the ringer on his phone and set it on the nightstand on his side of the bed. He slid under the covers and pulled Molly toward him, big spoon-little spoon style. He brushed the hair off her neck and out of his way. “Remember that first time you came to Dom and Coop’s? The barbeque?”
“Yeah.” She snuggled closer to Keller.
“That phone call that came in, when everyone rushed off to help some students was about Jasper, who had started a crazy chain reaction because he went off and hooked up with some chick that had a boyfriend.” Keller began marking her, kissing her neck and shoulders. Running his tongue just below her ear.
“I thought Jace beat up Jasper?”
“He did. But it was because Jasper was about to lose control and shift, and he was about to get into a fight with a bunch of Haxton kids.”
Molly sighed, “Mmmmmkay…” And then relaxed into his arms. Her body was slowly starting to grow heavier, like she was falling asleep.
Keller cursed when his phone started ringing. He rolled over and answered it quickly before it woke her up fully. “Hey.”
“Hey man, we’re back on campus. The police released all the kids—no one was charged with anything. We told the sophomores we’d deal with them on Monday at practice.”
“And Jasper?”
“We’re here with him now. You want to come talk to him? Baze has been tearing his ass up. He sounds like my dad on his worst day.”
Keller looked down at Molly. She had rolled over and put her head on his chest and was tracing lines around his belly button. Yeah, he wasn’t leaving this bed, not tonight. “Hand Jasper the phone real quick, will ya?”
“Sure.” Keller used the pause in conversation to kiss the top of Molly’s head. “Hello?”
“Jasper, what the fuck is your deal, man? Can’t you find girls that don’t have hot tempered boyfriends who can’t hold their liquor?”
“Coach, I’m sorry. I had no idea that those Haxton guys were going to pick a fight. I feel awful.”
“You damn well better.” He made sure to use his sternest tone. “It’s late, but we will deal with this tomorrow, do you hear me? I want your ass at Coach Hardy’s house at ten a.m. No excuses.”
“Yes, sir.”
Keller sighed, suddenly feeling as tired as Jasper sounded. “Ms. Cooper is going to be pissed, dude. Bring chocolate croissants.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Give the phone back to Coach Carter and get your ass to bed.”
“Yes, sir.” Another pause, another kiss placed on Molly’s head. “Yeah?”
“I told him to be at Dom’s tomorrow at ten, which means we need to be there a little earlier to explain what happened. You good with that?”
“Sure thing, man. We’re about to head home. It’s late.”
“Okay, yeah, we’ll talk tomorrow. Thanks for handling all that; sorry I bailed.” Molly kissed his pec then bit down lightly, silently telling him to get off the phone.
“Hey, look—Linc told me about Brooks. You okay?”
Keller tightened his hold on his mate. “Yeah, I’m good. We’re good. See you in the morning.”
After they hung up and Keller had placed his phone back on the nightstand, Molly rolled back over so he could mark her to sleep.