Chapter 27
twenty-seven
Kade Langley
Dessert
My little Shadow Mouse seems to want to play tonight.
I should let her go and get lost out there, but she kneed me hard.
The pain hit again, sharp, vicious, and straight through my gut, forcing me to cup my junk.
I laugh. I can't believe she fucking did that then ran.
I straighten my stance as others fly out of the doors.
I follow, never taking my eyes off Rowyn as she hits the treeline.
I never knew she had it in her. She's a fighter, she just doesn't know it yet. I give chase, letting the cold whip around my overheated skin. Jesus fucking Christ. I just wanted to talk to her. She's ignored me for days now and I thought maybe after the stunt I pulled in class she would have at least came to tutoring to yell at me, but no. She never fucking showed up. Pulling the fire alarm was extreme, yes, but it was the only way to get her fucking attention. Plus, she hasn’t been to the front office and the things I purchased to say I’m sorry are still waiting to be picked up. So, I wanted to nudge the girl a bit. Never did I think I’d be running after her in the woods like some kind of lunatic.
The cold air hits my lungs, cutting through the leftover sting in my body.
I track her easily. I can hear her panting, trying to keep her breathing under control, but doesn’t she know I’m the worst predator there is.
I can seek her out without blinking an eye, and this is my most favorite game—besides hockey, of course.
“I just wanted a moment of your time, Rowyn,” I yell but she doesn’t stop. I can see her long dark hair flowing in the wind and the scent of her shampoo engulfs me.
“Fuck you, Kade. Leave me alone,” she fires back, bringing a smile to my face. She runs deeper into the forest where the campus lights don't reach, and I lick my lips.
“Can’t do that. Not tonight, Shadow Mouse,” I tell her, picking up my pace as my phone buzzes in my pocket but I ignore it.
“Will you change your mind if I ask nicely?” She giggles, and I smirk.
"Really?" I call out. "Was that your plan, a hit and run?
" I laugh and immediately regret it when a rock comes flying at my head.
"Or do I need to put you on your knees again?
" I yell as her head spins to look at me.
Her chest panting, eyes blazing with rage, and her hair wild as ever.
God, she looks the best like this. Feral.
Another rock comes flying at my head and I duck.
“Too soon, huh?” I laugh, weaving out of the way when she throws another rock, nearly missing my shoulder.
“Missed me, now you gotta kiss me.” I chuckle.
“In your dreams, Kade! You pulled the fucking fire alarm. What the hell is wrong with you?” she shouts, but her voice is getting closer which means I’m gaining on her.
I see her hair whip behind a tree, and I run past it, making her think she’s safe as I run deeper into the forest then hook a left to come up right behind her.
I control my breathing while listening for hers as she peeks around the tree trunk looking for me.
I step slowly through the snowy ground, trying not to make a sound, then leap for her, making her scream.
“Gotcha,” I whisper along the column of her neck. God, she always smells so fucking good. She thrashes, but I spin her around and pin her thick body against the tree.
"What's wrong with me?" I laugh. "You skipped tutoring. Ignored me all day, then locked yourself in your dorm," I say, and her lips part. "So, I got your attention," I whisper, and she laughs.
"That's psychotic." And I shrug.
"Maybe, but it worked." I smirk, but the look she's giving me makes me think she wants to hit me again. I almost hope she does. Because then I'll make her kiss it better whether she wants to or not.
"You don't control me," she states, her voice dropping. "And you don't get to drag me out of my room like I belong to you." My chest tightens and my dick hardens at the sound of that one word dripping from her lips. 'Belong'
"Funny." I grin, licking my lips. "Could've sworn you were the one who came running,." Her eyes flash, and my grin widens.
"I ran away, asshole," she spits.
"Same difference." I shrug as she thrashes against me, placing her hands on my chest to push me away but I don't budge. Her shoulders tense.
"Move, Kade."
"No!" I state simply, and our eyes lock as if we are in some silent standoff. I tilt my head, studying her. "You really thought you could ignore me and that would be the end of it?" I ask, and she nods.
"Yes," she deadpans, and I grin again, running my finger over her flushed cheek.
"Cute." And her hand comes up fast to slap me but I catch it, hold it, and narrow my eyes. "Careful," I say softly. "You're gonna make me start thinking you like this,"
"I don't like anything about you," she fires back, distinctly lying like I can't smell it dripping off of her.
So I lean in, licking my lips, and she leans away, her back hitting the tree.
Perfect. Now she's cornered with nowhere to go.
"You like the attention," I correct. "You like pushing and seeing what happens.
" Her breathing hitches as her adrenaline spikes and the little vein on the side of her neck beats rapidly.
"I like watching you make an ass out of yourself," she says, another lie, and I laugh.
"Then you're gonna love what happens next," I whisper, releasing her wrist and planting my hand against the tree right beside her head. Caging her without actually touching her. Her chest rises with anticipation.
"Are you done?" she asks.
"No," I say quietly as my eyes drop to her lips. "You don't get to disappear on me, Rowyn," I spit, still staring at her while she bites her bottom lip. "You don't get to pretend this isn't happening." And she gasps.
"Nothing is happening," she snaps, and I lean in, my lips brushing against her cold cheek. She stills as I tilt my head, dragging my tongue across the seam of her lips.
"That's where you're wrong," I breathe, "You think this is about tutoring?
About class?" I ask, slowly shaking my head.
"This is about you thinking you can walk into my world, look me in the eye like you're not affected…
then walk away," I say as my voice drops.
"You don't get to walk away," I say, and silence ensues between us.
The air between us becomes thick and heavy, but then she shoves me so hard that I stumble back, catching me off guard.
"I'm not yours," she says, her eyes wild, but there's more there.
So I growl, getting in her face. "I don't belong to you.
I don't answer to you, and I sure as hell don't come running every time you or your idiot friends snap your fingers.
Fuck you, Kade. All of you!" she spits and tries to run, but I grab her arm this time, roughly, pulling her back as she thrashes against me.
"You already came running," I remind her. "You just don't like why." I laugh, and she thrashes again.
"Let go!" she commands, and I laugh.
"Make me," I tell her, and her eyes flick down to my lips for only a second, then her knee comes up, and I jerk out of the way. "Jesus, you really don't learn do you?" I huff.
"I learn just fine," she snaps. "I just don't care!" she yells, and there it is again, that fire that has my dick hardening all over again. Her lips part and I snap, smashing mine against hers. I have no idea why I’m kissing her but here we are. Her hands shove at my chest but I raise them above her head, tightening my grip while my free hand roams down her body. Biting her bottom lip, she squeals, making me grin. “W-what are you doing, Kade?” she asks as my fingers continue to roam the curve of her tits and down her pillowy stomach then right between her legs. Damn, she’s so warm.
“Giving you what you've been begging for—attention,” I say with a shrug.
She narrows her eyes, making me smirk, then I lick my lips when my fingers become damp from her arousal.
“When are you going to let me feel you on the inside?” I ask, and she gasps, biting her bottom lip.
So I add some pressure, circling her clit a little faster.
“Never! I-I- Shit!” she curses as her hips begin to roll.
“Why never?” I ask, tilting my head. Her eyes flutter, and the more turned on she gets, a little divet from a scar I’m just noticing right above her eyebrow shows.
Hmm… I wonder how she got that, but the colors of her eyes change and that's more noticeable than anything, other than my fingers becoming soaked.
They burst with a bright green and a deep gold.
It's absolutely stunning to witness and I think it’s my new favorite thing.
“You don’t deserve it,” she spits, and I laugh.
“It’s just sex,” I quip, and she gasps again.
Only this time, I slide my fingers into her leggings and groan when I feel how turned on she is.
“Your tight little pussy tells me a whole different story, Shadow Mouse. You should let me taste you. It’s the least I can do to make up for the shit with the video,” I say, and she thrashes against my hold.
“Only if I can record you on your knees. Promise not to send it out,” she purrs in the most sarcastic tone. Shit. Her fierce mouth gets my cock hard.
“I’ll do it. I’m not ashamed,” I fire back, and she raises a brow.
“I’m not ashamed of what I did either. It’s just—” But I sink a finger into her, pumping as she says every word. God, she’s soaked.
“What did it for you? Me saying I want to taste you or my fingers,” I ask, and the corner of her mouth lifts a fraction of an inch.
“A little of both,” she pants.
“Well, take out your phone. I’m starving,” I say, but she freezes.
“I need to shower,”she whimpers, all the fight left in her gone, and I can't wait to feel her on my face.