Chapter 9 #2
She crosses the room and stops in front of where I stand.
Her cheeks are flushed a bright crimson as she watches Calix panting like the dirty dog he is somewhere behind me.
She probably witnessed the whole exchange.
I don’t bother with offering an explanation, though.
Instead, I lift my hand to grab one of her wild, wavy strands of hair to rub between my fingers and my eye fucking twitches when she flinches away from me.
The bruising on her face is just one of the infinitely many clear indicators that it’s not just me, but because it’s a habit she’s formed from her past. I can see the apology and fear written in her eyes, but I don’t want her cowardess.
I want to devour that fear and leave nothing but the crumbs of unapologetic chaos in its wake.
She steps closer to me when she notices the two extra sets of eyes on her.
Rune is watching her with a disinterested expression and Calix can’t decide if he’s jealous or turned on at the sight of her.
They each have a bad history with women, so I’m sure there’ll be an adjustment period for the four of us.
I gesture to the man now scowling at Calix. “This delightful ray of sunshine is Rune.”
He flips me off before softening his hardened expression and nodding at Odessa.
“And this,” I swing my arm out in over dramatic fanfare, “is Calix.”
Oh, what the fuck? I bite back the growl building in my chest because when I look over my shoulder, I see that Calix is blushing fiercely all because my little Wraith offers him the faintest of smiles.
Fuck, no.
Nope.
Not doing this shit.
Calix has Rune, and I have them, and Odessa has me, and it’s a big fucking clusterfuck and I’m not doing this right now. Fuck, man.
Outside of some drama that had gone down prior to my arrival, I don’t think Calix has had relations with awoman before, but I can read his every thought about Odessa as clear as day on his face. I’m about to break his dick off for making his thoughts so loud about her.
“ Adris —” Rune snaps. I look at him. “I don’t know of you’re aware of this, but you’re actually fucking growling, man. Calm the fuck down.”
“I am not,” I snap, but he’s right. I totally was.
Rune sighs and turns his attention toward Odessa. “What did you mean I won’t have to?” He hedges and she shifts nervously on her feet. It’s a tic that grates on my frayed nerves, so I pull her to a chair and into my lap as I sit down.
She swallows, sinking her body back into mine. “I think I know where he goes when he needs to hide out.”
“And where would that be, Wraith? ”
She turns to me, biting her lower lip for a moment before she speaks.
“He only spoke Italian around me, but there were certain words he would say that sounded close enough to English that I understood. Just before he…” Her voice cracks and she tries to retreat into herself but I give her a squeeze in warning.
In an instant, her spine straightens and her eyes snap up to mine.
“Before he left tonight, I heard the word rifugio a few times when he was speaking with his underboss over the phone. I’m assuming the word means something similar to ‘refuge,’ or maybe a safehouse? ”
I nod in confirmation and she continues. “I think he’s in Italy somewhere. Isola di Lipari. That’s the name he had repeated, at least. He left a few hours before you arrived. He could still be in the States, but… I don’t know.”
Rune starts tapping away on his keyboard, his lips set in a firm line while he works on narrowing it down to a more precise location, I’m sure.
“He left you alone for hours? Why the fuck didn’t you just leave?” I snap at her, but she gives me a look that screams you know why .
“Ah, right. My little death-seeker had planned on meeting her maker tonight. Too fucking bad I spoiled your plan, isn’t it?”
I’ve no sooner finished my sentence when Odessa disappears from my lap and a loud SLAP reverberates around the room, my head snapping to the side after connecting with her palm.
A deafening silence laced with malice fills the room.
The taste of blood fills my mouth as I slowly turn my head back to the woman who finally worked up the nerve to defend herself.
Too bad I don’t tolerate that shit. Amidst the fury burning in her eyes, the color drains from her face and a look of horror crosses her features when I slowly rise from the chair.
She looks like she wants to bolt, and as much as I want to throttle her for raising her hand against me, I won’t. That’s not my ultimate goal here.
Odessa is forcing me to fucking feel things I don’t think I’m fully capable of feeling in any normal capacity.
While it may make me want to stab her for making me feel out of control, I don’t want to cause her more pain and suffering.
It’s obvious that Santino was hurting her, and to what extent, I don’t know. Yet.
I don’t want her to crave death. I want her to become addicted to my darkness and chaos, and to learn that I can breathe life into her by taking those very breaths away.
She remains rooted to the spot when I move until I’m standing chest to chest with her.
I’ve got more than a foot of height on her so she really has to crane her neck to meet my eyes.
One hand tangles in her strands at the back of her head while the other slowly slides up her neck until I’m gripping her throat. I don’t squeeze, though.
Bending down until my lips ghost over hers, I murmur quietly, “Don’t ever fucking raise your hand against me again, Wraith. ”
I’m pleasantly surprised when she doesn’t cower, but instead meets me with her own ire. “Says the man who has done nothing but manhandle me from the moment he stepped into my room.”
Rune says something, but I’m not listening. I continue to stare at the woman before me, my face just a fucking whisper away from hers.
“Need I remind you of how hard you come, or how loud you scream my name when you’re subjected to my manhandling ?”
“ Adris —” She tries to admonish, but my name turns into a yip and a moan when I lower my lips to the junction where her neck meets her shoulder and bite down hard .
Her hands fly to my hair and she grips the strands. I chuckle darkly against her skin before straightening again, forcing her to release me.
“ I found him .” Rune repeats, gaining my attention.
I turn, noting that Calix is watching the two of us closely, and he’s trying so hard to mask all of the emotions that are currently running rampant across his face. His hands are folded in front of him, covering up the raging hard-on currently straining his sweats.
I look to Rune. “Do you have an exact location?”
He nods. “Close enough,” he says, grabbing his laptop and pushing to stand. He moves to Calix and grips him by the back of his neck. He visibly relaxes in his partner’s hold. “I’ll get a more pinpointed location shortly. I assume I’ll need to contact the airfield?”
“Your assumption would be correct,” I confirm.
I grab Odessa by the wrist and pull her behind me as I make my way from the room.
I call over my shoulder, knowing Rune needs to get Calix under control before either of them can be around Odessa again.
“Do what you need to do to be ready to leave in fifteen.”
Odessa trails behind me until I unceremoniously yank her into the room behind me.
I pull her into my arms and her legs immediately wrap around my hips.
Slamming her back against the wood of the door, my mouth ravages her skin wherever I can reach her.
Her fucking fire earlier has me more turned on than I’ve ever felt and I need to feel her. Now.
I’ve never felt so out of control. My hands shake with the adrenaline pumping through my veins while I hastily pull the waistband of my sweats down just far enough for my cock to spring free.
I’m on the verge of losing complete control.
I need release. I have too many fucking needs and I have to purge the overwhelming rush of it all before I hurt her.
The need to kill Santino. The need to fuck Odessa.
The need to get back to my carefully constructed chaos. All of it. None of it. Fuck. Me.
“Adris, what—” But her words break off on a sultry moan when I sink into her wet heat in one go, burying myself deep inside. It’s not enough. I want to burrow myself beneath her skin and make a home there. I want to carve my name so deep into her soul that she’ll never be rid of me.
My little Wraith clings to me for dear life, her nails digging hard enough into my skin that she draws blood while I wreak havoc on her tight pussy.
I pound into her relentlessly, growling my growing frustrations into her skin.
Her moans and mewls only spur me on. I find the spot on her neck where I bit her just minutes ago and run my tongue along the indented flesh.
Her whole body shivers in my hold. I can feel her tightening around me, her body coiling up, ready to burst with her impending orgasm.
“Let go and come for me, Wraith. ” I say, curling my hips into her.
I don’t let up, fucking her hard against the door.
My own orgasm slithers down my spine the moment her body convulses and she comes, my name a broken prayer on her lips.
What sends me over the edge, though, is when her own lips seal around my neck, in the same spot I had marked her, and she returns the favor, biting me.
She’s fucking meant for me.
I spill every part of me, every bit of the monster she made of me, into her. I let her feel the beast I’ve become as my cock releases every drop of cum deep within her walls, further marking Odessa Kuznetsov as mine.
Panting, I lift my head and I’m immediately met with her dark eyes. Something shifts within me and it feels like a gunshot straight through my gut. Her eyes remain locked onto me but I can’t look at her right now. She’s making me fucking feel and like a petulant child, I. Don’t. Like. It.
I can tell she wants to say something, but I can’t hear her words right now.
My cock slips from her as I lower her back to the floor.
She shifts on her feet and it draws my eyes to where my cum is currently dripping down her tanned thighs.
She opens her mouth to protest, but I quickly slap my palm over her lips when I trail my fingers up her leg, swiftly catching every last drop and thrusting it back inside her.
She moans behind my hand and her round, dark eyes shine with an emotion I’d rather stay far, far away from.
So I turn away from her, making my way to the closet across the room.
Pulling out a black button down shirt, I toss it at her along with a pair of black socks.
She’s never wearing that trash for a uniform again but she’s got no other clothes here.
At least the shirt will cover every bit of her utterly distracting skin.
We both dress in silence but still, I refuse to look at her.
I feel her soft touch on my upper arm. “You’ll take me with you?”
I turn, a smirk pulling at my lips when I feel that my head is level enough to look her in the eye. “Baby, you couldn’t get away from me from now on, even if you fucking tried.”
I expected any emotion to cross her face that isn’t the one she’s wearing now. She looks… relieved.
“I also want to be there when you… kill Santino.”
Wrapping an arm around her waist, I pull her into me. “I’ll give you the fucking dagger to drive right into his heart yourself.”
Something shifts in her gaze, that little monster I caught lurking just beneath the surface peeks out when a sinister smile tugs at her busted lips. “Promise?”
Oh, fuck. I can’t get turned on again.
Down, boy.
I make an X shape over the A on her heart before doing the same to my own. “Cross my cold, dead heart, Wraith. ”