My Brothers Keeper

el and the most beautiful man she had ever lay eyes on. Extending his hand for their infamous handshake she followed the guide of his long and masculine fingers. "Not too bad for an outsider" he

as currently being held captive by this man, and just a smile made her instantly feel calm and safe; what was wrong with her. Your lips, he said to her in a voice so low she almost questioned herself if he had just set what she had thought he said. Before she could come to terms with his words, he leaned forward slowly and whispered it again, "Your lips are so fucking beautiful," and kissed her softly at first. Before she could process what was happening she felt his tongue slip between them and begin devouring her own. He tasted so sweet. She couldn't think, emotions began flooding throughout her body and mind, and all she could do was give in. H wrapped his fingers around the back of her head as he tangled them in her curls. Biting her bottom lip softly and pulling away to stare into her eyes. "Let us make a deal...hmmm?" he asked, his hands were still wrapped around her curls, and his body only inches above her own. She could do nothing but nod, as she tried to catch her breathe and slow her racing heart. "You want your brother back, and I want you" she looked at him, alarm flooding her face. She began to try and back away from him pushing herself against the sofa, and looking around frantically for an escape. He felt her fear, and gripped her curls tighter. "Not like that," he said, causing her to look at him again. "I want you to be mine. I feel things with you I have never felt at first sight." she hesitated, looking around once more but visibly calming. "Your brother would be family if you became mine," he said, pausing to allow the weight of his words to fully register in her mind. "There is a different way to deal with family." She nodded slowly. Would it be so bad