Chapter 22 #2
Goosebumps scatter down my arms. I can’t be this close to him, it messes with my head and my body.
My swimmer bottoms are now soaking wet, when I know with everything I have in my soul I hate this man.
Hate the way he’s trying to control me and the force he thinks he has over me.
“You’re actually crazy, you know that, right, Kasen?
The power has gone to your head,” I spit back at him, trying to buck him off me.
Kasen’s eyes lock with mine. They are so damn dark tonight they send a shiver right the way through me.
Not in a bad scare-the-shit-out-of-me kind of way, more like they send a wave of excitement through me they shouldn’t.
I’m so screwed up, I’m actually turned on by the way he’s holding me.
“When it comes to you, birdie, yeah, I probably am.”
Oh, dear God, I can’t look away. I should, but my eyes stay locked with his while my heart races out of my chest. His body is so warm pressed into mine. I find myself moving in closer, basking in his heat, my nipples pebbled hard, begging for contact, even though I know it’s a terrible idea.
He shifts so his thigh pushes between my legs, forcing me to balance on my toes uncomfortably.
My breathing hitches and my head spins, my body suddenly on fire all over.
“Deny it all you want, call me crazy if it makes you feel better about yourself, but we both know you’re hot for me.
Your pussy is dripping, I can smell it.” He tilts his head, making him look even more deranged as he inhales.
“I bet if I ran a finger under your swimmers, I would find a pool of arousal ready just for me.”
Sweat beads on my forehead and trickles down my back.
I shove at him again, trying to get him to drop his hold on me.
He’s lost it. But the truth is, I know it’s me who really has, because he’s right.
And his dirty words do nothing to ease the ache now forming between my legs.
I want him so badly it hurts, but I’m not silly enough to give in to infatuation.
Not with this man. “You just threatened to send me to jail if I didn’t do what you wanted.
” My words come out in a breathy whisper, not with anger and fight like I want them to.
Damn, his body’s so close to me it’s disarming my shields, making me weak.
He keeps one hand holding my wrists above my head while the other glides over my body, feeling its way over my breasts and my stomach, down between my legs, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he goes.
I suck in a shaky breath. I should shove him off me.
Should definitely knee him in the junk, but I don’t.
I’m frozen to the spot. I want him to touch me.
“You need to know how serious I am, birdie.” His fingers drift lower, between my legs.
I keep my eyes on his. It’s almost a silent challenge between us, him pushing me, daring me to stop him.
But I won’t because I don’t actually want to.
Fifteen-year-old me is high-fiving herself.
Kasen Throne wants little old me. It’s not in my head.
It’s very real, and my needy body shifts so he has better access to my core, almost desperate to know what it would feel like to have the king’s fingers inside of me.
Kasen runs a finger under the hemline of my swimmer bottoms, testing me, and I swear to God I’m so damn on edge I’m about to cum from the small movement alone. “K,” I warn.
“Yeah, birdie?” he challenges me, his brow raised and lips quirked cruelly.
I shake my head, trying to clear the fog he’s creating. “We can’t,” I whisper, my chest heaving with every word. I’m losing this fight, so ready to tumble forward into everything Kasen.
His bicep flexes, and with a look of slightly unhinged determination, he plunges his fingers, two of them, deep inside of me.
“Fuck you,” I cry out at the sudden movement, my head swimming, my body alight with fresh heat. I feel exposed and raw for him, but even though my words protest, I don’t care. My needy body wants so much more.
His chuckle is dark and rumbles from his chest as he toys with me, plunging his fingers in and out in a delicious kind of torture.
Tingles erupt through my body, and my face glows with heat.
I shove at his hold, still fighting for him to release my hands, but that only makes him smirk.
His face moves closer to mine, his lips just a breath away.
“Fight me, birdie. It’s so fucking hot watching you squirm in my hold, knowing there is nothing you can do about it.
If I want to fuck you, I will, and you will cry my name when I make you cum. ”
Frustrated, I shake my head from side to side, my mind searching for the words that escape me. The one I’m looking for is no. Or fuck no. But it won’t leave my lips because my body knows it’s a lie. What the fuck is wrong with me?
He pumps his fingers again, curling them in a way that gets my G-spot, and the moan that flies from my lips gives me away. This is too good, and even though I try to fight my body, a wave comes over me.
He knows it too by the way he pumps in and out of me harder, faster, working my clit at the same time. I close my eyes and try to regain control, but it’s too late. My pussy clenches around his fingers, and I cum in a rush.
A dark chuckle vibrates through his chest, and when I open my eyes, his are locked on me, a deadly smile painting his lips.
From the front of the bar, the door crashes open, and the chatter of the other two fill the silence of the room.
I think Kasen will pull back from me, ashamed about what he’s doing, but he doesn’t.
Instead, he twists his fingers, forcing a louder moan from my lips.
It’s then I realize this is all part of his manipulation.
Not just with me, but his mates as well.
It’s him showing them who’s in charge. He wanted them to find us like this. And I fell right into his trap.
“What did you find?” he demands, his eyes still locked firmly in place with mine, even though I know it’s the boys he’s talking to.
I buck off the wall, but all that does is make his fingers hit a little deeper inside me and send a jolt of pleasure ramming through me. “Get your hands off me, fucker,” I seethe, glad the bitterness is back in my voice and I haven’t gone completely soft.
I can feel River’s eyes on us. Who am I kidding, I know even Bodhi is watching us.
They wouldn’t be able to see exactly what he’s doing because his oversized shirt is covering his hand, but they get the idea.
This is one compromising position I seem to have myself in.
But when I cast my glance their way, I’m surprised to find the two of them watching with interest, not jealousy or anger.
Bodhi has that same dark lust-filled look in his eyes he did when I woke up with him staring at me a few days ago.
And my fucked-up body sends a fresh wave of arousal through me.
Them watching us together is a kind of hot I never expected to get off on.
River even goes so far as to throw me a cheeky-as-fuck smirk that matches his come-fuck-me eyes.
“You’re going to want to see this, boss,” he finally says, placing my mother’s safe down on the closest table with a clattering of metal, crashing me back to reality.
Fuck, when they open that, none of them are going to let me out of their sights again.
It won’t be some threat, it will be my reality.
Kasen presses his lips to mine, stealing a kiss I wasn’t ready for.
For a second, I’m momentarily frozen, but when his tongue invades my mouth, my brain kicks back into gear and realizes I’m kissing him back.
Hungry, desperate, and filled with as much hate as lust. When I’m done with him asserting his power over me, I sink my teeth into his bottom lip.
He pulls back, licking the blood from his lip like a savage.
“This will have to wait, birdie.” Kasen pulls his fingers out of me and brings them up to his mouth as I watch in horror as he licks my juices from them, humming out a satisfied moan of pleasure as he does.
“See how difficult you make things for us? If you just told me about that safe earlier, we could be in my bed already.” He releases my hands, the blood flowing back into my numb digits.
I lean forward, my lips brushing over his ear. “Then you couldn’t have put on this power show for your buddies. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. Just so you know, it’s not going to work, asshole.” I shove at his chest, needing space before I do anything else I will regret.
Kasen’s chuckle vibrates through the room.
“Dear, sweet birdie, that’s where you’re wrong.
This wasn’t for them. It was for you, and now I know just how to have you eating out of the palm of my hand.
Or is it cumming on it? No more running, you’re mine.
” His grin twists, his handsome face lighting up.
He looks almost happy for the first time since I came back.
Almost, but he is too evil for that. “If the boys want to share, I’m sure we can sort out some type of arrangement. ”
My heart hammers out of my chest. I want to thump him or blow his fucking house up, anything to fuck with him how he is me.
They will share me? What in the actual hell.
“I will never be yours.” My voice is quiet, my words just for him, but I see the way he stops walking and almost flinches as I say them.
He’s not immune like he would have this town believe.
I’m the one thing he wants and can’t have.
And I might have just had a small slip-up, where I thought with my pussy, but my mind is crystal clear now.
That will never happen again.