Chapter 31
ROWAN
Song- Provider, Sleep Token
I know my twin well enough to know when to stop poking the bear. Which is why I’m making Bella her favorite caramel latte in my kitchen, and neither of us has stepped foot in Reggie’s house.
She sighs. “How are you and your brother so different?”
I slide the steaming mug in front of her and grab a cupcake out from the cupboard, which makes her smile.
“We are, and we aren’t. He’s different with you. I’ve never seen him so possessive about a woman before.”
Her eyes go wide, and that is a kick to the balls. I know she wants Reggie to warm to her, and I should be encouraging it. But, selfishly, I like her in my space.
Equally, I know how badly he needs her to marry him and the weight that's on him from this alliance. I just can’t seem to stop being near her.
“Oh wow, he must be a real asshole to other women then,” she mutters.
I can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah, but that is what they sign up for when they want a dom.”
Her eyes flick to mine, full of intrigue.
“And you’re not a dom?” she asks, head tilted, taking an innocent sip of coffee.
A smirk grows on my lips and I tap the side of my nose.
“That is for me to know and you to find out… or not.”
She hums in response. But I see that delicious red blush spreading up her throat.
“I suppose friends don’t really know that about each other,” she whispers.
That word. Friends. Fuck that word.
My cock jumps to attention when she pulls her hair up into a messy bun. In my head, our almost kiss is constantly replaying.
What would have happened if we did kiss?
I saw with my own eyes, no matter how much Reggie denies it, he wants her.
And so do I.
This is uncharted territory.
She’s in my house for a reason. We gravitate together for a reason. And I can’t get her out of my brain for a reason.
“I—Uh. I’m going for a shower. Won’t be long,” I announce, without giving her a chance to respond.
I have a hard-on to relieve. And all I can picture is her pretty, plump lips wrapped around my cock.
Turning on the shower, I strip off and step under the scalding water, letting it hit over my face first. With one hand on the tiles, the other wraps around my dick, and I close my eyes.
“Fuck,” I hiss out, tipping my head back.
She is all I can see. Her mouth on me, kissing my throat, and it’s her hand around me, jerking me off.
The things I would do to her.
“Fuck, Bella, fuck!” I whisper.
My heart leaps into my throat when I hear loud clapping coming from behind me. I take a deep breath.
I’ve been good up until this point.
I turn to face her, stroking my cock, my eyes meeting hers.
She has a naughty smile on her lips, and her breath catches.
“No singing this time, rockstar?” she teases.
Her eyes glance down to my dick and they go wide, mouth dropping open. I can’t help but grin.
“You like, precious?”
I run the tip of my finger along the four bars at the base of my cock.
She nods slowly, eyes grazing over my body. Like I’m on display just for her.
I step out of the shower, and I don’t grab a towel.
“I was singing back there, Bel. Didn’t you hear me moan your name?” I tilt my head, watching the fast rise and fall of her chest as I approach.
“I-I did.”
She steps in, and I lean around her and close the door and lock it.
“What do you want with me, baby?” I ask her.
We both know the answer. It’s undeniable between us.
Her nails drag up my chest and she wraps her hand around my throat. So, I repay the favor. Tighter.
That makes her smile, and my heart hammers in response.
This woman has me under her spell, and I have no intention of breaking it. “Tell me, Bella,” I whisper, nose almost brushing hers. “Use your words. What do you want?”
Her nails graze my chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “I want you, Rowan, in really naughty ways,” she breathes.
For a second my heart stops. The world goes quiet except for the hiss of the shower. I tilt my forehead to hers, fighting the war in my head.
This is Reggie’s fiancée. This is everything I shouldn’t want. And yet she’s standing here, close enough to taste, daring me to move.
Fuck it.
I crash my lips over hers, and my world fucking stops spinning. Our teeth clatter, our tongues colliding. I don’t break the kiss as I drag her back under the spray of warm water.
The line has been crossed, and I’m not a good enough man to stop this.
“You’re far too overdressed for this,” I mutter between kisses.
“Fix it then, rockstar.”
I don’t waste any time, pulling the crop top over her head, sliding her shorts over her fine ass. Leaving her in her black lace underwear.
“Fuck, you’re stunning.”
She bats her lashes.
“It gets better, keep going,” she winks.
I let out a growl as I keep one hand around her throat, the other unclasping her bra. Her full breasts are jaw-dropping, but it’s the sparkly bar through them that nearly makes me come on the spot.
“I like a bit of jewelry too,” she purrs.
Dipping my head, I take one in my mouth and gently swirl my tongue along the bar.
“Of course you do.”
Her fingers tangle in my curls, dragging my head back up to her, and she presses her lips against mine.
I spin her, pressing her back against the tiles. My lips never leaving hers. Nudging open her legs with my thigh, I smile against her lips.
“You gonna be a good girl for me, precious?” I whisper against her lips, slipping my hand under her panties.
She nods.
“How good? You going to come all over my fingers?”
“Y-yes.”
I slide my finger along her, teasing her entrance.
“Soaked for me, you’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
She lets out a moan as I thrust two fingers inside of her.
“I can’t wait to ruin your tight little cunt, beautiful,” I hiss out.
Her back arches as I press my thumb on her clit; I muffle her moans with my mouth.
“Quiet. You never know who might be listening. And your cries, they’re mine. No one else's," I tell her.
She wraps her hand around my cock and I let out a whimper. The touch sets me alight. Makes me feral.
Slowly, she jerks me off.
“M-more, Rowan. Harder,” she cries out.
I tighten my hand around her throat, kissing the breath out of her lungs.
“You’ll get more when you deserve it,” I gruff out.
I push another finger inside her and curl them, hitting that sweet spot that makes her legs shake.
Watching her fall apart for me, just like this, makes my legs tighten.
“Come for me,” I command.
Her eyes snap open, full of defiance, that sparkle I crave.
She tightens around me, shaking and screaming, and I coax every last drop of her climax out.
“Atta girl. All over my fingers. Just like that,” I praise her, slowing the pace.
She squeezes my dick, and that steals my breath away. I place my hand over hers to slow her down.
“I don’t need to come, not yet. I want you to taste every last drop when I do,” I whisper against her cheek.
And then reality crashes down over me as my chest heaves.
She. Is. Not. Mine.
And it really feels like I just broke the rules.