Knight, Kayla - Her Long Hot Surrender [Raw Texas Heat 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Kayla Knight Page A

harmless fun while you’re here? We’re all grown-ups. Things could work out to our mutual benefit.”

Chapter Eight

    When Tyler reached the hallway, he heard shouting coming from upstairs. He looked up just as Gabe started to come down. His older brother was wearing just one boot, the other held firmly in his hand, along with his T-shirt and jeans. Naked as the day he was born, he stopped halfway down, trying to pull his other boot on.
    “How dare you suggest such a thing?” Madi screamed at him from the top of the stairs. She wore a red silk robe tied at the waist. Gabe ducked as she launched a shoe at him. It just missed his shoulder, and bounced off the wall. The second stiletto found its mark, crashing into the back of his head.
    “I’m prime stock. I’m descended from the Russian aristocracy, and don’t you forget it, cowboy. I’m not one of those little floozies you pick up in town after a night’s drinking. I’ve got blue blood flowing through my veins. You’ve only got cow dung running through yours. My mother was right. You’re not in my league.”
    Gabe didn’t stop to answer. Instead, he headed straight for the front door.
    “My father was an important man. He was the mayor of Buffalo Springs, in case you’ve forgotten. What did your father ever do? I’ll tell you what he did. Nothing, except brand cattle.”
    Gabe motioned with his thumb behind him. “I wouldn’t hang around, Ty. She’s not in the best of moods. This little lady sure has a temper.”
    “I see your kid-glove treatment went down a treat.” Tyler couldn’t help laughing as Gabe made a quick exit. His bare ass was the very last thing to disappear through the open door. Had his brother bedded her?
    “And you needn’t smile, Tyler. You’re just as bad as him.”
    Tyler raised his brows, shocked to find he was next in line for her venomous tongue. Almost at the bottom of the stairs, Madi picked up one of her stilettos and aimed it at him. “Don’t you dare think you’ll be sharing my bed, either. I hate cowboys.” The red high-heeled missile flew past his head, knocking a vase off a hallstand. It crashed to the floor, breaking into little pieces. The effects of splintering glass made her scream out in exasperation and she stamped her feet, “Get out, get out!”
    Tyler thought better of hanging around, and made a quick exit himself. “We’ll finish the roof off tomorrow, Madi,” he shouted as she aimed once more.
    “Get off my property, and don’t you ever come back,” she screamed, letting loose the other stiletto. He heard it whistle past his ear.
    Tyler ran to the pickup. Gabe was already reversing it down the drive. He just managed to get inside before his brother drove it at full speed from the property.
    “Well, I can see you impressed her.”
    Gabe grinned. “Wowee, she sure is a little hellcat.” He leaned forward. “Look what she’s done.”
    Tyler could see several deep scratches marking his brother’s back. He shook his head, realization beginning to dawn. “You lucky fucker. You did get her into bed, after all.”
    “Sure did, bro.”
    “Then I’d hate to see her when she’s disappointed.”
    “Take no notice of Madi. She’s just at the denial stage.”
    “Denial stage? Then I take it you mentioned our sexual preferences. Not a good idea when you’ve only just started a relationship.”
    Gabe shrugged and turned the pickup onto the highway. “We were just talking. You know how it is after sex. It sort of felt like a good time to mention that we enjoy ménages.”
    “Maybe you should have waited, Gabe. I doubt she’ll even let us back onto her property again.”
    “Oh, she’ll come around, I guarantee it. She’ll be ringing us up, begging us to go back. Just you wait and see.”
    Tyler put his hand on Gabe’s arm. His brother was delusional. He’d never seen a woman more pissed and angry than Madi. “Perhaps, but I won’t hold my breath. Anyway, how was the prom queen in the