Chapter 6
Six
Nina
I went straight to bed last night, uncomfortable and horny. I shouldn't have been so turned on, I should have hated what happened last night, right?
I keep my head down, work hard, and do my best. Unfortunately, it’s never enough. Cooper could take everything away from me.
Taking full advantage of the bathroom connected to the bedroom I’m staying in, I take my time in the shower.
I don’t understand the game we’re playing right now. The things I’m feeling, the heaviness I feel in my breasts and deep inside of me feel foreign.
Turning off the shower, I dry myself and get dressed quickly. I’m hoping everyone is still asleep because it’s only six in the morning.
I woke up at five-thirty and then got frustrated since I was unable to fall back asleep. I have no reason to be up this early when my first class isn’t until nine today, but hopefully I can slip out of the house without anyone noticing.
I’ve worn holes in my jeans by now, so I frown as I pull on a pair of black pants, a long-sleeved shirt, and a sweatshirt. My long pink and blonde hair is dry, my teeth are brushed, now it’s time to get out of here.
Grabbing my things, I slowly open the door and peek out into the hallway. I need to start applying to other jobs, because I don’t want to be stuck somewhere. I don’t want to take money from Cooper, what if he throws me out too?
Walking quickly and silently, I move across the hallway to the stairs and then down them. Palming my keys, I quietly open the front door when I hear a cabinet slam closed in the kitchen.
“Nina Marie Sterling, do not walk out that door!” Cooper roars, making me sigh. Just as well, my jacket is on the floor in the living room, and walking outside in socks is probably a great way for my toes to freeze off.
Dropping my backpack dejectedly by the front door, I walk to the kitchen. Cooper glares at me from where he’s making me breakfast, jerking his head for me to come closer.
“I need to get to school,” I tell him, even as my stomach growls when I smell the eggs, sausage, and potatoes that he’s cooking.
“Did you forget that I work at your school and I know when all of your classes begin?” he smirks. “I have your schedule on my phone along with a list of your clubs. Come here.”
“Fucking stalker,” I mutter, dragging my feet across the floor. Grabbing my arm, he pulls me to him, and then my face is pushed against the counter in the next blink of an eye.
Cooper swats me with a wooden spoon across the ass several times in rapid succession, making me scream. “Ow!” I cry out, struggling to get away.
My ass is on fire, his huge body caging me in. Even as tall as I am, he manages to dwarf me. Tears slide down my cheeks, more in shame at having my ass paddled like a wayward child than because it hurts.
“It’s now my job to take care of you. If you’re a brat, I’ll punish you, if you’re a good girl, you’ll be rewarded. It’s that simple, Princess,” he says, letting go of me.
Pushing my hair out of my face, I sniffle and attempt to wipe my cheeks of my emotions.
“It wasn’t that bad,” Cooper coos, his arm wrapping around my waist to sit me on the counter. It’s uncomfortable to perch on the hard surface, forcing me to shift my weight. My step-father merely smirks, going back to cooking. “Are you going to be a good girl now?”
“No,” I pout. “I just want to go, Cooper.”
“Too damn bad, because that’s not happening. I need you to quit your job right now, and then I’m going to give you my credit card to go shopping. You’re going to freeze in those clothes,” he sighs. “I have no idea how you’ve been surviving as it is.”
“I’ve been fine,” I mutter, careful to toe the line between being polite and just being myself.
He’s not fucking around this morning. “I like taking care of myself. Mom kicked me out to travel the world with her new husband. What’s going to happen when I become too much trouble for you?
How am I supposed to support myself when you kick me out? ”
“I’m a pain in the ass and a grumpy fucker, and he hasn’t kicked me out yet,” Ethan grunts as he walks into the kitchen wearing low slung pants and nothing else.
He’s covered in a sheen of sweat. All I can think about is the feel of his thick, hot cock against my back as he pinned me against his dad.
Swallowing hard, I remind myself that it’s probably not possible for me to also swallow my tongue. Crossing my legs, I squeeze them tightly, struggling to string words together.
“You’re his son, though,” I tell him. Oh look, here comes the word vomit. “My own mother threw me away, I don’t have much hope for either of you.”
An angry scowl takes over his face as Ethan slams the bottle of water that he just picked up onto the counter next to me. Pulling me hard down the counter, I squeal as I uncross my legs, worried I’m going to fall to the floor.
“Shh, you’re fine,” Ethan says. “I’m not a big fan of your mom, and neither is my dad. Some people shouldn’t be parents. Since the second I almost ran into you with my car, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“Very romantic,” Cooper snorts, turning off the stove. “Now I know how you two met. I promised to always catch you when you were nine-years-old, do you remember that?”
“Is that what you said to her when she fell out of the tree?” Ethan chuckles. He’s gone from looking like he’s going to murder me to laughing, and it’s giving me whiplash.
“I do, though the promise left something to be desired,” I mutter.
Ethan grips my chin, lifting it until I’m staring up at him.
His scent of blood orange and chocolate surround me, attempting to soothe my anxiety with the reminder that he’s mine.
Since the first time I smelled them both in the living room, I’ve wrapped their scents around me tightly. I don’t want to let them go.
“You’re going to spend a lot of time with a reddened ass, Rainbow Brite,” he grunts, and then his lips are on mine, stealing my breath in the most delicious way possible.
Moaning into his mouth, my fingers tangle in his hair as he lifts me into his arms.
I don’t know how he manages to walk and kiss while I’m so accident prone, but he easily sits at the kitchen table, keeping me straddled on his lap.
“To address what you said,” Cooper says as he plates food and puts it on the table, “I didn’t have a choice when I left before.
Your mother threw me out, and I erroneously thought you’d be fine there.
I never in a million years would have thought her capable of throwing you out without checking to see if you had a safe place to land. ”
“I don’t think she thought about what it would mean to take my phone with her when she left either,” I explain as I pick up my fork and take a bite, moaning as the flavors burst over my tongue. “She has no way to get a hold of me anymore.”
“Let Nina sit properly,” Cooper rumbles, making Ethan snort. Lifting me as if I weigh nothing, he maneuvers me until I’m sitting in his lap, facing Cooper as he sits down. “Princess, your noises are going to make me feed you something else very soon.”
“So I’m your sex toy?” I joke, struggling to not roll my eyes. He seems to have an issue with insolence.
“Yes,” he agrees, making me choke on my spit and grab a napkin. “I’m developing an obsession and the best way for me to deal with it is to lean in and accept it.”
“Most people would ignore their urges,” I tease him, shaking my head.
“I’m not going to make a good sex toy, sorry.
I told you I’m inexperienced and I meant it.
I’m a virgin, Ethan had my first kiss, I gave you my first blow job.
I have barely presented as an omega, and I have no idea what I’m doing with my life, much less my designation. ”
Ethan rocks my ass over his now rock hard cock, making me gasp.
“The trouble with being rich and bored and powerful is that there’s no one to tell you no,” he teases me.
“Dad works because he enjoys teaching, I go to school because I enjoy learning, but we both have certain sexual urges that I think you’ll be able to help with.
Quit the job, get some clothes that won’t make me hunt you down regularly on campus to check to see if you’ve turned into a popsicle, and in return we get to play with our beautiful new roommate. ”
“This is insane,” I sigh. “Cooper?—”
His lips press together unhappily and Ethan grunts. “You’ve done it now, baby. I’m going to shower. Enjoy your punishment.”
Dammit. The traitor gets up, pushing me onto my feet before he leaves, whistling under his breath. Cooper glances at him in surprise, and I wonder what he’s thinking about .
“Come here, Princess,” he mutters, still staring at the spot where Ethan just was.
“Why am I coming and what are you staring at?” I ask.
Cooper’s lips twitch despite himself, and when his gaze meets mine, I see amusement swirling in the depths of his eyes.
My feet move of their own accord until I’m staring up at him. His hands grab my shirt, forcing my arms to rise as he pulls it off.
“Ethan and I were both very hurt by your mother’s decision to get a divorce,” he says softly as he drops to his knees and unbuttons my pants. “I thought it was something I did for a long time, and I beat myself over it, which my son saw. He refuses to date at all.”
“Really?” I say softly as Cooper peels off my pants and panties.
“Yep. Neither of us joke much anymore which is why he surprised me as he left. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him whistle.”
I’m naked except for my bra and socks, which Cooper fixes quickly. Tossing my bra to the side, he bites his lip as he stares down at me. “So beautiful, and such a damn brat,” he murmurs.
“Is this where the punishment happens?” I sass. When his dark brows arch at me, I know I fucked up. “Cooper…”
“Sir or no sir, Princess,” he growls. “Yes, this is absolutely where punishment happens.” His hands wrap around my waist before he throws me over his shoulder and spanks my ass hard.