Page 60 of Our Blood, Our Pain

“That's not what you said back there. From what I heard, I'm nothing to you, nothing but a weak annoying nephew, an embarrassment,” he says harshly into my face. Our noses brush against each other, but not in a loving way, more in the way of who is fighting for dominance. A wrestler before a fight. The rain ramps up into a heavy shower, both of us wet beyond the point of caring, only focused on the primal showdown.

“I never once called you an embarrassment. You know how I feel about you, Kai. I wasn’t arguing with Dima because I want you gone, he was angry because I wouldn’t back down. If you’d stayed longer you would’ve heard me say I’d go with you. I’ve never thought you were weak, but this life isn’t for everyone and it’s my fault you’re in this position. I'm sorry if it hurt you, but you need to hear what I’m saying.”

“You've gutted me, Jules. How am I supposed to believe you? How do I know if it's me that's the one that's being lied to? To talk about me like that behind my back, again treating me like a kid. I thought we’d gotten somewhere.”

“I'm not lying, Kai. You're all I think about. You're all I want.”

“And what is it you want? Keeping all this a secret from Mom? For me to be a hassle to you? Always protecting me because I’m such a fuck up?”

“That's bullshit. You know I’ve wanted to tell your mom. You’re the one who wanted to wait. If I could brand you and claim you in front of the world, I would. You have to believe me, Kai, you were made for me and me alone.”

Kai pushes into me and places his mouth next to my ear, breaking me with what he says next.

“I don't believe you.”

Like an ignition, a key turns on in my heart, my body rumbling like a V-8 engine surging to life, full of need to show Kai who truly owns him and how much I need him. I grab his throat with my hand and squeeze as hard as I can. The rain makes it more difficult to get a full grasp on him, but I manage it.

“You better believe in the devil because he's about to claim you over the hood of this car, and no praying to God will save you.”

Before Kai gets a chance to respond, I latch my lips to his, brutally taking his mouth with mine, showing him the only way I know how, that I will never let him leave me without a fight.

36

KAI

This mother fucking asshole. Thinks he can just kiss me and manipulate me with words he thinks I want to hear. Maybe he is telling the truth, but hearing him agree I was too soft was like a punch in the chest. I was expecting him to fight more for me. Maybe he did after I bolted, but I can’t keep up this charade. The lies and hiding and pretending to be someone I’m not is slowly destroying me. Jules was the only thing keeping me up, but now I only feel like he’s pulling me down. I want him so much that I’m scared I’ll stop breathing if I leave.

I push away from the kiss, my spine straightens, ready to fight my corner. It’s about time Kai became the aggressor in this story. Forming a fist, I curl my fingers tightly into my palm, focusing on that sexy face, he looks seconds away from lurching at me, but I’m quicker. I rotate my hips and shoulders as I extend my arm and land an almighty punch across his face. His head snaps to the side and he stumbles awkwardly, correcting his balance before peering at me with a mixture of shock and delight. I exhale sharply, getting ready for him to attack back. The last thing I expect is the large grin that forms. All teeth, with a sharp edge. I think I’m in trouble. Blood drips from his mouth that he rubs away with his thumb, the rain quickly washes it away before he approaches me again.

“You want a little rough play?” he growls, which is then followed by a loud crack of thunder. His eyes have lost all color and kindness. I wouldn’t be surprised if he morphed into a wolf right now.

“Fuck. You,” I snarl, pushing him in the chest, but he doesn’t move.

“Never gonna happen. Now, hit me again.”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice. Before I know it, my fist is curled again and I land another blow to his face, this time on his jaw. I shake my hand as it fucking hurts, punching iron. We’re so drenched right now, it’s not even funny. The adrenaline coursing through me stops any feeling of the cold winter air.

Jules was ready for my attack this time, because he quickly responds by slapping me hard across the face before pinning me against the car by the neck. The sting in my cheek hurts so bad. I’m a little taken aback that he hit me, but why not? I hit him. And I enjoyed it.

“What? Didn’t you say our blood, our pain? I think we both should suffer, don’t you?”

“I’m the only one suffering here. Don’t pretend you give a shit.”

With ease, Jules manhandles me by using his hold on my neck to walk me over to the hood of his car, and swings me around until I’m bent over it. The sick thing is? I want it. I want him to take me, to make it hurt. The physical hurt is the only thing that will override the pain in my heart.

Warm wet lips suck hard onto the back of my neck. I shout out into the rain when I feel his teeth dig into my skin.

“Gonna fuck you real good, Kai. I’m gonna claim you for good. All the animals out tonight will hear you as I take you apart.”

Fuck, his words have me shuddering beneath his weight as he pins me harder into the hood. I reach out my hands above my head trying to gain purchase onto something as he starts to yank down my pants and underwear. The cold air has my balls shrivelling up, but my hard dick loves the wet slide against the metal. I’m too disoriented to know what he’s doing, or how fast he is doing it. The rain, the car, the cold night and Jules going fully unhinged has my senses in disarray.

Rough hands part my ass cheeks, and a thick, slicked finger finds my hole, prepared with travel lube, the arrogant bastard. And without any warning or build up, he forces his way in as I rise to my tiptoes at the burning intrusion. I moan at the relief of having him back inside me, he massages my bundle of nerves so perfectly, my body responds to the pleasure by riding his fingers that have now turned into two inside me.

“You’re so hot inside. Look at my pretty whore, completely submitting to me as a perfect whore should. So shameless, Kai. So damn slutty,” he groans into my ear as a third finger joins in on the party. I’m a blubbering mess. I just want him to fuck me. To make me feel before I go back to hating him and leave this fucking place. Just like they all want.

“Jules, fuck me, please, fuck me hard. Fuck me until you leave an imprint of your dick inside me,” I ramble, nonsense leaves me from the overwhelming finger fuck he’s performing on me.

“Hell yeah.”

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