Page 22 of Bound by Adoration

Couldn’t help but wonder what the fuck was going on. Nyx was thinking the same thing as she said, “Talk while we work,” she told him.

I glared daggers at him. He needed to talk now and not wait. Information was key, and if it involved Nyx, that meant I was on a need to know basis with him. Too bad for him, I needed to know it all.

“What the fuck are we doing? Just throwin’ everything out there?” Liam said to the cabinet.

“You wanted to be part of this,” I told him, my fist clenching. Nyx would be pissed, but punching him would make me feel better and maybe knock some sense into him. “Talking is part of it.”

“I’m surprised you don’t already know.” He said to me, and I lifted my brow. It wasn’t like I kept up with the shit in his life. I cut that tie a long time ago. And I didn’t want anything to do with bitch Clara. She lived quiet on the west side of town. My ear was always to the ground, but nothing had ever come up on her, and I never asked.

“Obviously I don’t. So talk,” I clipped back, moving to the island and hauling my ass on the seat. It was story time.

Nyx pointed to the cabinet. “While you do that, look in there and see what we have.”

Liam smiled and gave Nyx a wink. Yeah. I was going to knock him out, tie him up, and make him leave. “Yes, ma’am.”

Fuck.

Complete and total fuck.

My cock hardened. There was no stopping it. Ma’am? Seriously… It made me harder than when he said sir.

Then the memory of seeing them actually kiss hit me right in the heart. Fuck. I was pissed, but damn, that was hot too.

I cleared my throat, needing something... “Can we call a truce? For now. For Nyx.” Did I actually just say that? Yeah. Those fucking words really did come from my lips.

Could I even do this shit? With Liam?

“Truce? You’re fuckin’ with me, right?” He was calling me out on my bullshit, and I didn’t know if I could follow through.

“Gonna try. For Nyx,” I responded.

“You must really love Nyx to even suggest it.” He eyed me curiously.

“Yeah, I fuckin’ do. Can we get on with it already?” I said it; now let’s move the fuck on.

“You’re really gonna do it, Cujo?” Nyx asked me.

“Told you. I’d do anything for you. Not sayin’ it’ll be easy or smooth, but let’s roll with it for now.” She smiled bright like she was staring at the sun, soaking in the rays, and fuck me, I loved that shit.

“Talk,” Nyx told him as I adjusted my cock. That look and seeing them begin to work together in the kitchen didn’t help soften my dick. Every stretch or turn had my body heat.

“My dad died a year and a half ago.” His eyes came to mine, narrowing, and I knew why. I’d left him hanging. Literally.

My mind went back.

Down on my knees, Liam’s cock slid far down my throat as he groaned loud. Humming increased the sensation for him.

He loved it when I was down on my knees in front of him, which let’s be honest, wasn’t often. Twice … maybe.

Loved me sucking his cock just like this. It made him feel as if he had the power. Even if only for a brief moment.

Liam was right there, his hand coming to my shoulder, and I pulled him out of my mouth and rose.

“What the fuck, man?” he said, and I smiled.

“Remember me on my knees. Remember me suckin’ your cock. Remember me takin’ you to the edge. Also, remember me while you walk around with blue balls for tryin’ to top me.” I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close to me. “I’m always on top. Don’t fuckin’ forget it.”

I kissed him hard, turned around, and walked away.

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