He pulled away slightly. His hand lifted, fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing to the side of my face as he looked at me intently.
Gods. Those eyes.
Still dark with anger but burning with something else…. Something that always burns when he looks at me.
It always takes everything in me to hold Kester’s gaze.
“I love you, Kasmine,” he muttered like it was a truth carved into his bones. A fact that would never change. “I love you more than life itself.”
I didn’t say anything. I just looked at him.
And he didn’t seem to expect me to say it back.
He just pulled me closer, lowering his head until his lips met mine.
The kiss was deep. Slow. Like he was trying to drag something out of me… I kissed him back half-heartedly, not wanting this to go beyond the kiss. Not with what he had just done to that poor girl.
He pulled back just enough to mummur against my lips, “Why are you holding back?” His fingers traced my spine. “Is this a punishment for what I did to June?”
He read it off my mind.
I nodded slowly.
I.
He scoffed, amused. “Okay,” he said easily. “I’ll apologize to her.”
Then, his smirk curled against my skin. His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back just enough for his lips to graze my jaw.
“Can we fuck now?”
Gods, the way he always said that word-low, shameless, filthy-sent heat twisting deep in my stomach.
But I refused to give in that easily.
“No,” I said, enjoying the control I held over him. “After you apologize “
He heaved a sigh and smiled. “I hope you’ll be able to pay for this, baby,” he murmured, voice dripping with something dangerous. “You’re making me do things I don’t do.”
His lips brushed against my ear.
“And the price…” He dragged his tongue over my earlobe. His breath was hot and teasing. “…is pleasurably painful.
KESTER
June was too weak for an Alpha’s daughter. Sometimes, I wonder if Alpha Mellors was truly her father. Just a few pieces of glass had marred her face, and she was wearing plaster all over like a costume.
I apologized to her like Mine wanted. She even made sure dressed June’s injuries, which I did carelessly. With the way the plasters looked right now, June had obviously redone what I had done. Good for her. She was lucky Kasmine made me do it. Otherwise…
“Come on, Kester, let’s join the dance!” June came to me with a cup of whatever local wine the natives served them, and she was all smiles and teeth, almost as if I hadn’t been the one who caused her pain some hours ago “Go on, June. I’m not in the mood.” I waved at her, and she barely maintained her smile as she walked back into the small crowd of people who danced like they had nothing to worry about.
Well, as for me, I had a lot to worry about. One of them was keeping an eye on Kasmine.
She was having the fun of her life. And I wanted to make sure I saw it to the end.
Since the other night I killed the men who tried to take advantage of her, I became even more protective of her.
She had grown up to become so beautiful with a banging body that men couldn’t seem to get their eyes and hands off.
For example, the way her ass giggled under that short, flair gown as she danced made my cock strain painfully against my pants, and I wondered what it was doing to other men who were looking at her.
Fuck
Just a second of turning my gaze in a different direction, I heard someone talking to her already.
“Hey beautiful, can I dance with you?”
I glared at them and hoped she’d do the right thing and turn the man down but fucking Kasmine! Always testing my patience with her carefree nature!
“Sure!” She replied loudly against the loud music playing in the background.
I shot up to my feet immediately and made my way into the crowd and straight for her.
The man, who was certainly a bit older than me, danced behind her, rocking her fucking waist like he owned it.
Wasn’t that his cock robbing on her ass?
The moment I got close enough, my strong hand circled her wrist as I yanked her away from him.
“What the fuck, man?” The man said in a columnian accent, and I paused, sparing him a glance.
“If you want to leave here alive, you better start walking,” warned. Zeth peeped from the windows of my eyes, and I was certain the man saw the red glow in my eyes because he quickly put his hands up in surrender and turned away.
“What the hell, Kester? I was having fun!” She yelled into my face.
She was drunk. How did I not see that coming?
“Having fun while letting other men get off by rubbing their cocks on her ass?” I spat back, pulling her as I walked ahead.
“But we weren’t doing anything wrong,” She breathed in resignation, following my lead. “Where are we going?” She asked when she found us walking farther away from the crowd.
“I apologized to June like you asked, remember?” I asked, and I knew she didn’t need anyone to tell her what I meant, “And that man wasn’t the only one you turned on with your moves.” I added.
“You’re insane. You know that?” She chuckled, sounding a little too excited. Her words were slurry.
I pinned her against a huge tree not too far from the buzzing crowd. It was dark here and a bit quiet, except for the music sounding distant and the chirping of birds and crickets.
I was in a hurry to fuck her.
I was so aroused that it burned.
Her small, feeble hands pressed softly against my bare chest before moving to hold onto both sides of my casual shirt, which had all its buttons undone.
“Can get my reward now? I’ve been a good boy, haven’t 12” I asked, claiming her lips in a hurry, my hands flexing around the band of my casual shorts, pulling it down halfway. It rested somewhere below my butt cheek, but it was fine. I didn’t need to strip for this. Just my dick and her pussy, and we were good to go.
I stroke my cock in one hand while the other hand rested on the side of the tree just above her head.
She kissed me back like she had also been hungry for this for so long. Her moans drove me to the brink, and I could barely hear the words she was muttering against the loud rush of blood pumping in my veins.
I left my cock and slid my hand up the small pink flowery own, which stopped just below her butt.
“What the fuck?” I exhaled into her mouth, “You don’t have your panties on, Kasmine.”
“It’s always a barrier,” she teased, and fucking heavens, I loved this girl. She was gradually beginning to enjoy and accept this, and it made me want to lund my life to her on aplatter for her to do with me as she pleased.
“You’re becoming my good girl, little sister,” I breathed in her ears before lifting her off the ground.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist while I pressed her against the tree. Lifting her slightly, I placed her against my cock, which was begging to be buried inside her warmth.
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