Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
RILEY
Blake came to pick me up later that evening and we rode back to their house in silence. I was sure they didn't believe my story, and I was pissed about them tracking my phone.
As soon as the car was off, I was out of the passenger seat before he could even unbuckle his seatbelt. I turned the knob to the garage door, expecting it to open, but slammed into it when it didn't budge.
Blake laughed from behind me and I shot him a glare. "Sorry. That was pretty funny. Your code to get in is eight-four-six-nine."
He had to be kidding me. I punched in the numbers and the light turned green. "Who came up with that code? Morgan?"
"Actually, it was Jax." Blake shut the door behind us and followed me to the living room, where Jax and Morgan were watching an action movie. "He's not always an asshole."
I went to the couch and took the controller off the cushion, turning the movie off. Morgan and Jax started to protest, and I held up my hand to shut them up.
"Why were you tracking my phone and for how long?" I crossed my arms.
Jax and Morgan looked at each other before Jax reached forward and took my hands in his. "We did it to protect you."
"When?" I pulled away from him.
Jax cringed. "The night you hitchhiked in the back of my car."
"So, it wasn't to protect me. It was to spy on me!" I threw my hands up. "How am I supposed to trust you when you don't even tell me about the tracker?"
Jax ran his hand over his face. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry isn't good enough this time." I clenched my fists and then realized how much anger was boiling inside of me. "I want my knife back."
The situation was actually perfect for getting them to give it back to me without wondering why I was asking for it.
Blake left the room and returned a few minutes later, carrying it in a sheath that was attached to a belt. "We had this made for it so you can keep it on you."
"Oh, yeah. I'm just going to walk around with a nine-inch blade hanging on my side." I snatched it from his hand and held it by the hilt, instantly feeling calmer. "Why were there not jewelry pieces made of this for sirens? Seems stupid to make it into a knife."
Blake shrugged. "I don't know. Poseidon is the one that made them."
"I need some air." I started to walk toward the sliding door, and Morgan stepped in my way. "I want to be left alone for the rest of the night."
Morgan's face fell. "Should I get the guestroom ready for you?"
I nodded, pushed past him, and walked into the cool night air. I slid the knife and its new sheath into my sweatshirt pocket and stood next to the railing. I looked over the edge at the waves crashing against the side of the cliff.
I should have asked my mom more questions about this plan of hers. Was she planning on driving a water vehicle up to the cliff? If so, she was going to be smashed into the side. Even if she swam, the water would pummel her.
Holy shit, did she have a tail like tritons did? My eyes widened with the thought and I looked down at my own legs and then shuddered. I couldn't imagine my legs being replaced by a mermaid tail.
I looked back over my shoulder at the house. Morgan and Jax were nowhere to be seen, and Blake was in the kitchen looking in the refrigerator.
I quickly pulled the knife out of its cover and dropped it over the railing. My heart was thudding at the thought of it being lost down on the ocean floor. I just hoped my mom hadn't been too crazed when she told me to drop it.
I was still mad at the guys, so I used it as an opportunity to shut myself in their guestroom to study. I was fairly certain I wasn't going to maintain my top ten senior status. I wasn't at risk of failing, but certainly wouldn't be getting As in a lot of my classes.
I checked my phone for the time and it was past midnight. I shut my notebook and book and slid them into my bag. I was starving.
The hallway was dark besides a faint sliver of light coming from down the hall under Jax's door. I was half tempted to go give him another piece of my mind about his invasion of my privacy.
Instead, I went downstairs and rummaged through the cabinets, finding a package of cookies that hadn't been opened. I'd never seen them eat anything remotely sweet.
I leaned against the counter and opened the package, flinching as the sound echoed. I took a bite and groaned. It was so good.
"What are you doing?" I jumped as Jax appeared from the hallway that had the elevator.
The cookie in my hand fell to the ground as he stood in front of me, naked. My face heated, and I looked down at the cookie on the floor before bending to pick it up. When I stood, he was standing so close it would have been easy to lean forward and take a taste.
I squeaked and dropped the cookie again. "What are you doing?" My breaths were starting to come faster as he took another step forward.
"I need a snack." He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me flush against him, crashing his lips into mine.
I braced my hands on his damp pecs and moaned as his tongue explored mine. He was such a good kisser, it should have been illegal.
Coming to my senses, I pushed against him and backed up a step. The loss of contact made me shiver and my nipples hardened through my thin night shirt. Jax's eyes went to my chest and he licked his lips.
"What do you think you're doing? You can't just come in here naked and wet and kiss me!" I crossed my arms over my chest, which was now wet from the water that was still on his skin. "You're a stalker!"
"It was for your own good." He put his hands on his hips and my eyes went south. "My eyes are up here, Riley."
I sucked in a breath. He was hard, and all he'd done was kiss me. I met his eyes, which had darkened with lust. "You had no right."
"Why'd you throw the knife off the cliff?" He stepped forward and caged me in against the counter. "You want us to trust you, but you lie about your phone, the money, the knife."
I kept my mouth shut and pressed into the island, but it was no use because he moved closer, pressing against me. I shut my eyes and tried to think.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Real smooth, Riley. "Why would I throw it off the cliff? I need it. Is that why you're all wet? You were looking for it?"
"It wasn't there." He pushed a piece of stray hair behind my ear and my skin broke out in goosebumps. "All that searching has really made me hungry."
"Wha-" He leaned down and bit my nipple through my shirt. "Jax!" I shoved at his head, but then grabbed the back of it and pulled him harder against me.
I didn't know how he thought kissing me and touching me would make me forget about the phone, but for a second, I let him suck my nipple through my shirt.
"I hate you." I dug my fingers into his shoulders and he growled, switching to my other nipple.
My pussy tingled as he moved his mouth to my neck and sucked the skin. What was I mad about?
He moved his hands to my butt and squeezed before lifting me onto the counter and stepping between my legs.
"Jax." I should have pushed him away, but when he placed a hand in the center of my chest and pushed me back, I laid back on the cool counter. "I don't know about this."
He wasted no time pulling my sleep shorts and panties off. He pushed my legs so my feet were flat on the counter. "I told you I was hungry."
His head buried between my legs and I gasped as his tongue circled my clit. He teased my entrance with a finger and I moved my hips, trying to get him inside. He chuckled against me, sending a jolt of pleasure through my core.
"Jax... please." I sounded desperate and I didn't care. He thrust a finger in me, and with a few strokes, I clenched around it. "Yes, right there."
He devoured me like I was the best thing he'd ever tasted. My body shook as my orgasm shot up from my toes to my clit. My pussy grew even wetter and he growled against me as I thrust against his face.
He pulled his face away and grabbed a paper towel. He wiped his face and then wiped between my legs. "Fuck, that was hot."
I covered my face as my body still twitched from the orgasm. Was I one of those women that shot waterfalls out of their pussy?
"Hey." Jax put his hands on my thighs. "What's wrong?"
I shook my head. "Sorry for, ugh... getting my lady juices everywhere."
He laughed, and I felt his warm skin against my wetness. Oh, jeez, I was getting it all over him. He pulled my hands away from my face and pulled me up.
"I like your lady juices." He snorted and then picked me up off the counter, my legs wrapping around him. "Don't be embarrassed about it. It's a boost to my ego."
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me up the stairs to his bedroom. He set me on the bed and stared down at me, my body already starting to gear up for round two.
I licked my lips and looked at his cock that was right at eye level. I wrapped my hand around it and he stepped closer, his fingers going into my hair.
"Riley, you don't have to-" He groaned as I licked around the head and began moving my fist up and down his shaft. I didn't know what the hell I was doing, but Jax's head fell back and sexy noises came from his lips.
I took him in my mouth and moved my hand to his balls and massaged them gently. His hips moved in small movements and I looked up at him to find him staring down at me with reverence in his eyes.
I was just getting into it when he pulled away, panting. "I'm going to come and I'd much rather be inside of you." He grabbed a condom out of his nightstand drawer. "Scoot back on the bed, Riley."
The way his words fell from his lips made my lower belly clench with need. I moved back on the bed as he ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it on.
He stood at the edge of the bed, his cock sticking straight out, and moved his eyes down my body. I should have felt awkward, but instead, I felt powerful and sexy. I opened my legs, baring myself to him, and he growled before crawling in between them.