5. Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Derek
I ripped the asshole, touching what was mine off her, and snapped his neck. Her eyes met mine in the mirror and widened, pupils blown wide. She loved that I just took his life. Good.
Her hand flew to the throat of the guy that was sucking her nipple, and his hands flew to his neck. He didn’t even know what happened.
“What the fuck?!” the guy kneeling to her exclaimed. Fear-filled eyes peered up at her as she stabbed him with two quick jabs to the eyes. He screamed like a pussy, but the music was blaring, so nothing could be heard.
She slit his throat, quieting his noise.
“What are you doing here?” she questioned.
I stayed silent.
“Speak,” she commanded.
“How did you know I was here?”
I adjusted my shirt and smoothed my hair back.
Clearing my throat, I respond, the first time words were exchanged between us.
“I was watching you. I’m always watching.” Her throat bobbed as she looked away, cleaning the little bit of blood on her dagger instead of making eye contact with me. Such a fierce little lion, why are you cowering?
“But you already know that,” I stated matter of factly. Her heated gaze met mine.
“Get dressed,” I told her as I texted the twins to come clean the mess she made.
“I’m already getting dressed. I don’t need you to tell me to.” Such a smart little mouth she had.
“Well, I am telling you,” I replied. I didn’t know what was making me so demanding with her, but what I did know was that I didn’t want one more set of eyes on her perfect body. The body that was meant to be claimed by me.
“Then I’ll just stay naked,” she scoffed, walking to stare at herself in the mirror, assessing her body.
“The fuck you will!” I shouted as I picked up her clothes and walked them to her; I had to step over the dead bodies to reach her.
I rushed up behind her, my bravery, adrenaline, and her smart-ass behavior pushing me forward. I pressed her hot body to the cold mirror. She gasped. Not expecting this from me, I was sure. We were always more like two ships sailing through the night and passing each other in hallways or rooms with nothing but silent stares. She knew I watched her, though, or else she wouldn’t leave me the little treats she did.
“It won’t take much,” I whispered in her ear.
“For what?” she asked in a raspy voice.
“To make me go fucking crazy,” I replied
“You’re going to take me without my consent like they were about to?” she questioned, turning her body to face me. Our eyes locked.
I pushed back a little, my hands on either side of her curvy hips, holding me a foot away. I craned my neck to stare straight into her mossy green eyes. Her red hair was on fire around her.
“No,” I stated firmly, “I would never take you without your consent, but one day you will give yourself to me freely, beg for it, in fact.” Lust filled her eyes as she stared straight back at me.
“Will I?” she questioned fiercely.
“Yes, little troublemaker, you will, and I will make you mine.” I gently rubbed the back of my hand down the side of her face, handling her like a precious piece of art molded by the gods. Her eyes fluttered closed. Her body became soft as she went slack in my hand. Then, as if realizing it, she sharpened again.
“In your fucking dreams,” she spat, venom in her tone, as she swatted my hand away. Her heated gaze froze again.
“They say dreams come true if you follow them.” The door flew open as Ryder and the twins entered the rehearsal room.
“What the fuck happened in here?” they questioned.
“These scumbags tried to rape me,” Britt stated nonchalantly. It was then that I realized she was still naked by the way the twins were taking her in. Ryder avoided looking at all costs, his eyes meeting the ceiling or the floor, not in between. He was too in love with her best friend Krista to notice anyone else.
“Get dressed,” I barked.
“No,” she barked back, tossing her clothes at the twins.
“Get rid of those too, she told them. “They are evidence”.
This fucking girl. I pulled my shirt over my head and shoved it over her body before she could fight me on it; the hem met her mid-thigh.
“Really, big guy?”
“Yes, really, little one,” she began to pull it off in protest.
“Well, I don’t want it,” She almost had it over her face when I pulled it back down and hauled her over my shoulder.
“What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you want to die?”
“Yes, now kill me or stay still” I held her over my shoulder, one hand on her plump ass. I knew she didn’t want to kill me; in fact, I knew she wanted me as badly as I wanted her.
“Stop acting like you don’t like it,” I said, smirking to the guys.
“Tweedle dee and Dum, clean this shit up, Ryder. Find out who these motherfuckers were and why they wanted Britt.”
Ryder is my right-hand man. I know he would get to the bottom of this. He nodded
“You got it, boss,” he responded with a smirk. He knew I was obsessed with this crazy girl.
Now, to handle this troublemaker. I walked out of the rehearsal room, and the white brick walls felt like they were closing in as I continued down the long hallway with her.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked.
“To your place,” I responded.
“How the fuck do you know where I live?” she asked, her tongue laced with venom.
“You know how? Let’s stop pretending like you don’t.”
“Fine,” she huffed.
“Why do you?”
“Why do I what?”
“Watch me?” I smiled at her question.
Why do you want me to watch you?” I asked in response.
“Do you ever not answer a question with a question?”
“Yep”
“You are infuriating,” she stated.
“So are you,” I uttered.
“Touche, we are just two peas in a pod then.”
“Guess we are.”
The rest of the walk was quiet, so I put her down, and she walked by my side. She peered up at me every once in a while.
“Have something you want to say?” I inquired.
“If I did, I would.” Her feisty attitude was on point, as always.
“K,” I respond simply.
She huffed again, and I held back my laugh. I could picture exactly what her face looked like right now—my little killer. I didn’t know how she could look so captivating as she took her kill. It got my dick rock-hard every fucking time. Seeing her take the lives of men weaker than her. She was beautiful, more beautiful than any other woman I have ever laid eyes on. Something in her pulled at something in me. I couldn’t explain it, and it unnerved me. She seemed too good to be true. She also drove me fucking crazy. I wanted to have my eyes on her at all times. It was a little obsessive. Okay, it was a lot of obsessive. But fuck it, I didn’t give a shit. She shouldn't have left me that first video if she didn’t want me to obsess over her. She hadn’t been with the knights long, but the first time, we passed each other in a hallway, much like we did the other night after a job. Our eyes locked, my chest tightened, and it was as if the only thing grounding me to this earth, no, this universe was her.
Her hair was a mahogany color then, and I remembered those smokey eyes stabbing into mine like daggers, demanding my attention. Sucking the heart in my chest right out of the lockbox I placed it in.
I noticed her moving away, widening the space between us and then slowing down a few steps. She was going to bolt.
I snatched her up and threw her over my shoulder before she took off because I didn’t feel like chasing her ass tonight. I would save that for later. She bitched and squirmed, but I just ignored it.
She was trouble, but she was my trouble.
“You can put me down, you caveman. I am most capable of walking. In fact, I could kill you right now if I wanted to,” she laughed.
“Is that right?” I questioned.
“It is,” she stated matter of factly.
“So do it”. I pushed.
“Don’t test me, caveman,” she threatened.
I put her down and closed her in, pressing her into the wall.
Her chest heaved, and I took her by surprise. I stared straight into her eyes. They swallowed me whole, and I let them.
“Do. it. Then” I repeated as I ground my hard cock into her. The threat was making my dick rock hard.
My eyes widened as her hand cupped my balls firmly.
“I will if you keep pushing me.” Her eyes moved to the bulge in my pants, and a little smirk played on her lips. “Gotta nice package here, caveman. Shame you haven’t put it to good use.”
She stood on her tiptoes, and she still couldn’t reach my face, so I bent a little, and she lifted her leg, our motions in sync, like our bodies knew each other. I pulled her up, and she wrapped her legs around me, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “Do you want to fuck me, caveman?” her tone seductive.
A growl rumbled up from my chest, and she purred in my ear—little minx.
“You do, don’t you? That’s okay. I want you to fuck me,” she said as she ground her pussy onto my bulge.
“My pussy is soaking for you right now, walls clenching at the thought of you taking my tight little cunt, and” she paused, placing a soft kiss on my neck before continuing.
“Giving me what’s mine.”
I cleared my throat. “And what’s that?”
“You’re virginity,” she stated.
My whole body tensed. Did she know? How?
She ran the back of her hand down my face, past the scruff on my chin, and down to my neck. I rolled my head backward as she continued to rotate her hips, pleasuring me. She wrapped her hand around my throat and tightened slightly.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked, her voice thick with temptation.
“Yes”, I admitted. What the fuck was she doing to me? She was an airborne toxin; she invaded your senses before you knew it, and you were drunk on her.
Suddenly, I felt cold metal on my bare skin. “I told you not to play with me, caveman.”
She leaned back to stare into my eyes, thinking she’d won. Maybe she had.
“Some of the strongest and smartest men have fallen victim to my web,” a wide smile plastered on her face.
With a quickness, I pushed into the dagger she had at my throat. Her eyes widened, and her pupils blew, darkening her gorgeous eyes. She wasn’t expecting this and wasn’t expecting to be turned on. Oh, how the tables have turned.