Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Isabelle
As far as coincidences go, this is the mother. Or it would be if it were a real coincidence.
I don’t believe for a second that Kade just happened to be at Dark Odyssey at the same time as me.
Dressed in full-black biker gear, he looks nothing like the other men here, which tells me he’s only here because I am.
The skull mask is another giveaway. This is the first time I’ve seen him wear it. It’s funny how I always imagined Kade as Hades. Now here he is staring down at me like a vengeful hell god about to devour a wandering soul who lost her way— me .
He even knew my face in this elaborate mask with its pink and blue feathers.
His closeness makes me recall our kiss, and my body heats in all the ways I want to avoid.
It’s typical of my bad luck that he found me here, so I was never going to escape him today.
Swirling smoke behind the glass wall draws my attention away from him. It thickens, becoming as black as tar so you can’t see anything but the mist. The smoke rises and covers the couple, swallowing them up as if they were never there.
I look back at Kade and narrow my gaze. “What are you doing here?”
That maddening smile of his widens, becoming more frightening in the mask. “I was just about to ask you the same question.”
“I asked you first.”
He chuckles. “I like this fiery side of you but I’m more curious to find out how sweet little Isabelle Kolyav found herself all alone in a sex club.”
“I’m here with Mackenzie.”
“Who is nowhere to be found. You’ve been running around amongst all the groups of people fucking like a lost little lamb.”
He was watching me. And suddenly I think of how he could have found me.
“You’re tracking my phone.”
Another chuckle rumbles in his chest. “Clever, clever girl. Obviously I was intrigued to find you here of all the places.”
I hate that he’s always watching me. I hate feeling like I’m constantly being monitored and never know when he’s going to pop up. “When are you going to stop this?”
“Never,” he breathes, touching my cheek.
I suck in a little breath and he traces the outline of my skin down to the edge of my lips where he lingers.
“You can’t follow me everywhere.”
“And yet I am.” He slides his thumb over my bottom lip and inches closer to inhale me.
“Why?” I stutter, becoming very aware of his touch. I feel it everywhere. Inside and outside of me.
“Maybe I love going down the crazy rabbit hole and seeing where it leads. Tonight it led me here.” He moves his finger away from my lips and slides his mask off, revealing his Greek- god-like face. A stark contrast to the demonic skull mask. “Did you like what you saw? I liked watching you. You seemed fascinated.”
“Maybe I was.” I want to jar him for once.
“Oh yeah? What parts did you like?”
“All of it.”
“That’s cheating. You have to tell me which parts.”
“The exhibition box. The couple reminded me of my ex and me.” Serves him right. He doesn’t need to know that’s a big fat lie. I’ve never had a boyfriend. All the guys who might have been into me were scared to get serious because of my dad.
“And what did you do with this ex of yours?”
“Every fantasy I ever had.”
Something wicked flashes in his eyes and he catches my face. “You’re cheating again. Tell me what you did with your ex.”
“A lady never tells.”
Kade drops his mask and walks me back to the opposite wall, then he presses his body into me. I’ve found myself in this position with him so many times that I know what he feels like by heart.
He inches close to my ear. “Sweet little lies,” he whispers. “There is no ex.”
“Yes, there is.”
“No. There was only ever me for you.”
My mouth goes dry. I hate that he knows that about me.
“Whatever fantasy you had always involved me, so you would never have done anything with anyone else.” His fingers dig into my throat. “You wonder what it would be like to be with me. But what you don’t know is that I think about you, too. I have every single fucking day for the last three years.”
My lungs empty and my heart stretches into my throat. It stops beating and I wonder if it will ever start again.
What did he just say to me?
No. I heard him loud and clear. I just don’t believe him. What he said can’t be true. Surely he must be screwing with my mind again. “Liar.” I borrow his accusation and throw it right back at him.
“I don’t tell lies, Lolita. I don’t need to.” His voice caresses my skin but the deeper meaning behind his words burns my brain.
As I stare back at him I allow myself a moment to entertain the possibility that he might be telling the truth.
What if he is?
After everything what would that mean to me?
I dare not answer that question. Not even in my mind. But when that mirthless grin returns to his handsome face, something whispers to me that I already know the answer.
“You know I’m not lying.” He sounds as if he can see straight through me. Right through to the secret parts of my mind I want to keep hidden away from him. Last time I let him in he hurt me deeply. I never want to feel like that again.
“I have to go.”
“Not yet.”
“I have to?—”
Just like the other day he captures my lips and kisses me. But this kiss feels different.
Any thought to protest and tell him we can’t do this again wanes in my mind until it evaporates into the air.
His hand skims the side of my neck and he slips the mask off my face, then he intensifies the kiss. Kissing me deeper and forcing me to kiss him back.
Shit. I can’t fight this.
Where do I even start to unravel myself when he has such a potent effect on me?
Kade’s free hand creeps down my body and grazes over the bare skin of my thigh.
He pulls me flush against him, then he lifts the hem of my dress inch by inch until his fingers flutter over my panties. My breath hitches in my throat and my body goes taut with heat that sinks deep into my bones.
Pushing his leg between my thighs, he nudges my legs apart then I feel his cock pressing into my belly.
Lust and defiance war in my soul.
Lust wins when he cups my pussy and his fingers brush against the lace of my panties. I know he can feel that I’m soaked.
He stops kissing me and smiles against my lips. “You’re wet for me.”
“I’m…”
“Wet for me .” He slides a finger under my panties and rubs over my swollen clit, making my body jerk from the jolt of undiluted pleasure. “Still want to leave?”
My God. I can’t answer him. His finger in my pussy feels unreal. No one has ever touched me like this before. And I never thought it would feel this good.
Kade pumps his finger into me, slow and deep. The purposeful movement sends tremors racing over me.
Then he speeds up and I grasp his shoulders, my nails digging into the thick leather of his jacket.
He smiles down at me, loving the reaction he’s creating in my traitorous body. I moan out loud, grateful that there’s no one else around.
What the hell am I doing? I’m in a sex club with Kade, allowing him to finger-fuck me.
“Stop fighting it.” He adds a second finger, filling and stretching me to the max, then he starts thrusting in and out like he’s fucking me. “Give in to me, Lolita. Come for me.”
“No…”
“Yes.” He tightens his grasp on my hips and speeds up his thrusts.
Before us the smoke on the glass clears and I can see the couple inside again. This time they’ve changed positions. The guy has the girl bent over and is fucking her from behind.
Kade glances briefly over his shoulder and sees what I’m looking at. Then he turns back to face me, sinful lust lighting up his eyes.
“Is that what you want me to do to you, sweet Lolita?” He moves to my ear. “Bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk? Did anyone else do that for you? Tell me.”
Instead of words, another gasping moan breaks free. Louder this time. I wonder if he got his answer from the way my body is responding.
Can he tell that this is the furthest I’ve ever gone with anyone? I don’t know. He seems too captivated by watching me and touching me to have noticed or figured out that I’m a virgin.
I buck against his hand, forcing him deeper, even though I’m trying not to come. If I come it means he won.
I try so hard to fight against the burst of spellbinding pleasure, but I fail.
He wins and I lose when my resistance melts and a vicious orgasm rips me apart. I come all over his hand, moaning out my pleasure.
Fuck, I come so hard it feels like the pleasure is pouring from my core like hot lava.
“That’s it.” His smooth voice glides between us.
“Oh God.” I clutch his shoulders harder, grinding shamelessly against his hand while he pumps into me faster.
My desperate moans mingle with the slick sounds of his fingers fucking my pussy.
Then to my horror a couple walks past us. They see us. Of course they do. We’re right in the open for all to see and hardly different from the couple opposite us.
The moment of awareness pulls me from the wild sexual haze and I try to break free of Kade’s grasp.
He stops me, holding me in place with his body and his fingers still inside my pussy.
“Shhh,” he whispers into my ear. Then he shields me until they walk by, but there’s no way they didn’t know what we were doing.
I’m shocked further when Kade pulls his fingers out of my pussy and holds them up to the light so I can see they’re soaked with my juices. He licks them off first, then he tilts my chin and runs his thumb over my bottom lip so I can taste my own arousal.
He trails a line of kisses down my throat then returns to my lips to kiss me. It’s a brief tender kiss that stops almost as soon as he starts but still leaves my head spinning.
“Now that we’re on the same page, I think you can accept that you still want me. And I want you.” The menace in his voice returns. “You can go home now and think about that. Until next time.”
Next time.
Dread creeps into my heart and my entire body tenses.
Keeping that potent stare on me Kade steps back so I can move out of his grasp.
I do, then I rush down the hallway as fast as my legs can carry me. His eyes are on me, but I don’t look back.
My skin is in flames and my heart is beating so fast I can hardly focus on putting one foot in front of the other, but I keep moving.
I manage to get myself outside the club where I’m bathed in the cold night air.
I hoped for clarity but Kade’s touch and his taunts stay with me, pulling me under.
I don’t have to ask if what he said is true. I can feel it all over me. That’s why I’ve been so agitated all day.
Everything he said is true. But I don’t want it to be because the truth suggests something is wrong with me.
How can I want a guy who’s stalking me, wants to ruin my future, and wants to keep me in his grasp to punish me for something I have no knowledge of?
The asshole doesn’t even want to tell me what I did to him because he wants me to go crazy trying to find out what I took from him that I can’t give back.
It’s easier to hate him and be enemies than to try to do whatever this thing is with him.
This is another mind game Kade has created to fuck with me.
Another punishment...
This one just hurts more.