27. Jace
“It’s not fair that you gave her to him! She’s mine,” I hiss at my brother as I pace past him, quickly pivoting just to pace past him again.
The thought of Tank and Vixen out there alone, together, is driving me crazy. Even worse, Vixen, the woman of my dreams, is actually Zela!
Could she be more perfect?
I’ve dreamt of them both, and now I’m so close to making them mine, if only my control-hungry brother would let me at her.
Despite how mad I am, my cock throbs at just the idea of being let loose on her.
“Tank is going to start his tracking in a half hour,” Isaac says, and that makes me stop and turn toward him. The van isn’t very big, but it has enough room for all of Isaac’s nerdy shit. He’d put up cameras on all the entrances and exits so that if she makes it out, we know.
Tank is also wired up so we can see, hear, and even talk to the big bastard.
“When I catch her, do you want me to just drag her back to you?” Tank's voice comes through loud and clear; the mic so good I can hear the rain both through the speakers and as it comes down around me.
“No,” Kolson pauses, looking at me and then to Isaac. “When you catch her, I need you to teach her a lesson.”
I know that look in his eyes; it's the same one that often looks back at me in the mirror.
“Don’t you dare! She’s mine, brother!” I roar, hopping up into the truck to meet him eye-to-eye.
“I guess you'd better find her first then, huh, Jay?”
My breathing comes in harsh pants as I mull over what he’s just said.
Was that permission?
It sure as fuck felt like permission, and if it wasn’t, well, I can always apologize later.
My cock has been just about permanently hard since that night I broke into her room. No matter how often I jerk off to the memory, it’s not enough; it’s not real.
I need to feel the way her pussy will grip my cock, milking it for all I have, and taste her sweet release.
And there isn’t a better place I can think of taking her than in the woods, down in the mud.
Fuck, it will be glorious.
“I’m not fucking her, Kol. She’s like sixteen.” Tank’s voice rings through the truck again, and I roll my eyes. He knows damn well she isn’t. Tank just has a soft spot for women, but I can help him with that.
“You’ll do as you're told, or maybe your father's sentence will get lowered?”
Oh, it’s a low blow, but we all know it’s his one weakness; the only thing on this Earth he cares about is his mother and little sister.
“Stepfather,” Tank spits, and I know Kol did that on purpose to rile him up.
Oh, look at that; it’s working. Kolson is nothing if not a master puppeteer.
“Don’t worry, it won’t just be up to you. Jace is going to come and join you, so you can cover more ground.”
I’m out of the truck before he’s even finished talking, only turning back when Isaac calls for me.
He tosses an earpiece my way, and I catch it, jamming it in my ear as I jog off into the woods to find the girl of my dreams.