Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Lu’s dark eyes narrowed on me, and I fucking loved it.
Her anger had always been a turn on for me.
It made her grip me tighter, scratch me harder.
In the moments when our anger, our frustrations and fears were shared, our passion was like nothing else.
It was toxic, but it was us, and I would never trade her or her anger for another, less-volatile relationship.
Her nails bit into the back of my shoulders, and my hips rolled, driving my cock deeper inside her. “You’re the one who has had sex with me without wearing protection. How do I know you’ve been safe? I’ve seen your videos. You’ve been with a lot of women since I left.”
I raised an eyebrow, and there was no hiding the arrogance in my smirk. “Been watching my channel, Hōkūpa?a?”
Lu didn’t blush at her admission that she watched porn, or that she watched my porn.
Not my girl. Instead she brought her hands down to my nipples and twisted.
Hard. Heat and pain collided inside me. My balls drew up at the sensation, and I about came.
It was only by sheer willpower that I was able to hold off.
I gasped as she released me. Sitting up a little more, I brought her mouth down to mine. Our teeth clanked together, but it did not deter either of us. Something cut my lip and I bit her tongue. Lu worked her hips, riding my lap.
But I was too close to the edge, and I needed her to stop so we could keep talking. She’d come when I was ready for her to. Not before.
I halted her hips with a squeeze of my palms. She tried to fight, but I was stronger. I held her in place. Lu ripped her mouth away from mine, met my eyes with a glare, and purposefully squeezed her inner muscles around my cock.
Oh fuck!
I had to drop a hand down between us to grip the base of my dick.
It took a moment longer than I cared to admit to get myself back under control.
Looking up at her, I saw the challenge of retaliation in her eyes, and fucking loved it.
Removing my hand from my cock, I seated her fully down on top of me again and collared her throat with my large palm.
Heat rose in her dark gaze. She would never admit it out loud, but she loved my hand there as much as I did.
“The only person I’d ever risk unsafe sex with is you,” I growled at her, my voice a low rumble.
“You are my wahine. That means I protect you, even from me. I’m clean, and that’s the only reason I’m bare inside you right now.
” I felt her swallow hard under my palm.
“Now tell me why you went off birth control.”
Her jaw tightened slightly. “It was messing with my hormones. I needed to stop to reset my system before I went onto a different kind. But then I came back, and I haven’t been with anyone since so it wasn’t a priority.”
She’d been back nearly a year. It irked me that she’d been with other men without me.
I was very aware how irrational that was, seeing as she’d been with other men with me and given the number of women I’d been with since she’d walked out my front door.
But I never claimed to be rational when it came to this woman.
Like me, Lu had a high sex drive. I loved that about her, and her confidence to not shy away from sex or asking for something that she wanted made her all the more perfect for me.
It didn’t surprise me that she’d been with other men while living on the Mainland.
Pissed me off, which I was very aware was the epitome of hypocrisy.
Again with the whole ‘irrational’ thing.
No, what surprised me was that she hadn’t been with anyone since she’d been back.
I didn’t know what ‘almost a year’ meant.
That could be eleven months and twenty days or it could be nine months.
Either way, for Lu, that was a long time to go without sex.
Hell, I’d been involved in a gangbang only the day before I’d discovered her fucking plan to get herself kidnapped by the Bloody Scorpions.
And I had a free use shoot scheduled for tonight that I still needed to discuss with her.
“What happened?” I demanded.
She looked confused, but there was something there in her dark gaze. She knew what I was asking, and yet she was about to play dumb. “I don’t know what you mean.”
My grip on her throat tightened. Not enough to cut off her air. Just enough to capture her attention. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Lu. You know exactly what I mean. What. The fuck. Happened?”
Her nostrils flared as her anger returned. “I broke up with someone and he didn’t like that.”
Broke up. Implying a relationship. Feelings. My own anger started to simmer. “Did you love him?”
“I broke up with him, didn’t I?” she shot back at me.
I brought her face down to mine. “You love me,” I reminded her, “and you broke up with me.”
That time her cheeks did flush, and she didn’t meet my gaze. “That was different.”
Because I broke my promise to her. She left to protect herself—from me. That chafed, but it was going to be different this time around. I’d make sure of it. “Then why did you break up with him?”
I was very aware of the jealousy in my voice. By the way her pupils dilated, she’d picked up on it too.
Lu put her hands on my pecs, and applied pressure. I glanced down, not entirely sure why. It was like she was trying to hold me down, but I wasn’t going anywhere. Then she said the words that changed everything.
“He hit me.”
Pele had never known anger like the kind that erupted inside me.
I was fire, I was vengeance. Some asshole had hit my wahine.
Mine! It didn’t matter that we’d been broken up, didn’t matter that she’d been living two thousand four hundred and eighty-five miles from me.
She was mine. And some fucking prick had laid his hands on her.
My hand automatically released her throat at her words.
I went to stand, to hunt, to maim, to destroy, but Lu moved her hands from my chest to the back of the couch on either side of my head.
She slammed her hips down, squeezing my cock with all her might.
It broke, but did not destroy, my haze of anger.
Her mouth captured my lips. I huffed out hot air from my nose, but I’d have to be dead and turned to ash before I refused a kiss from this woman. I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her captive against me.
Lu moved her lips around, kissing my nose, my cheeks, my jaw, my temple… “I’m fine,” she assured me in a low voice. “I’m fine, Aloiki. It was one time, and I left him because of it.”
“One time too many,” I snarled.
“That’s why I left him,” she reiterated. Her voice was stern. My Lu was stubborn and she was not the kind of woman who forgave easily. Her loyalty was absolute—until you broke it.
Like I had done. I’d made her a promise, and I’d broken it.
Guilt swarmed me, mixing with the anger inside my gut. If I hadn’t broken my promise, she would have never gone to the Mainland. She would have never met that asshole and he would have never had a chance to hit her.
It was Lu’s turn to collar me. She needed both hands, gripping my throat like a joystick to maneuver my head.
She made me look up at her. “We were together for a short period of time. He wanted me to move in with him, but I was really homesick.” Her voice turned sad, and I knew it had to do with her missing Hawai‘i, not over her broken relationship with the douchebag. “Nishi and I were already talking about coming back home. He didn’t like it when I told him that. Thought I was being a big tease or something.”
I had to concentrate to keep my voice steady enough to form the words. “Where did he hit you?”
She gently touched her left cheek. “It was a slap, not a punch, but it was enough. I left him.”
I knew it hadn’t been recently. Yet I lifted a hand to her cheek as if searching for the mark he’d left behind. The pad of my thumb rubbed carefully against her skin. “Name.”
Lu, though, shook her head. “It’s in the past, Aloiki. Leave it there. He’s on the Mainland, and I’m back home.”
It wasn’t good enough. Never good enough. He’d laid his hand on my wahine. He’d hurt her. I was not about to let that slide.
I spotted her phone on the coffee table behind her.
Like she’d been on it when I’d knocked on the door and set it down to answer.
I wrapped an arm around her middle to keep her secured to me as I leaned forward to grab the device.
I still had to replace mine that was no doubt a pile of melted plastic by now.
I looked at the picture on her lock screen, surprised it hadn’t changed in the years since she’d left.
It was a picture of my house. Her house.
She’d taken it the day she’d moved in with me.
She’d grown up in a rundown shack of a house, and she’d been so excited to finally have a home that she’d taken this picture.
I never understood it, because it was a small, old house, but it was like it was a sense of pride with her that it was now hers.
I glanced up from her locked phone, to her, and back down to the phone. What else hadn’t she changed? Since my face did not unlock her phone, I swiped up to bring up the keypad. Six digits.
Staring at her to catch her reaction, I hit the numeric buttons for my birthday. Her expression did not change, almost like she was challenging me to comment as her phone unlocked.
I pulled up her contacts, knowing Lu wouldn’t have deleted anyone’s number just because she was pissed and disappointed enough with me to accept a job on the Mainland.
“Did the bastard who hit you know the passcode to your phone was still my birthday while he was fucking you?” I asked as the ringback tone sounded in my ear.
Her eyes narrowed just slightly, but she said nothing.
“Lu?” came over the phone.
“It’s me,” I told Hiro. “Lu was dating someone before she came back from the Mainland. I want to know who. Name, address, everything.”