Page 83 of The Ripper

I did not find Klaus’ behavior funny in the slightest, more like annoying and unnerving, but the fact that she laughed so freely somehow made that stupid balloon bearable.

Arella had the kind of laugh that made you want to be the man who provoked it, and I was overcome with the sudden urge to punch Klaus, but the motherfucker wasn’t at fault for me not being funny enough to make her laugh like that, so I settled for popping the stupid dick balloon.

“How much did you have to drink?” I asked him as I sat down next to her on the couch.

I pulled her towards me and sat her between my legs, pressing her back against my chest.

“Not a drop, the kind doctor wouldn’t let me,” he sulked, winking at her.

A vein pulsed in my temple, and I wrapped my arms tighter around her.

“How much have you snorted, then?” I grinned, and he flipped me off.

“Not a whiff, you know I haven’t touched that shit in years,” he wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Fleur suddenly opened her eyes and raised her chin to look at him, watching him as if she was discovering the secrets of the universe on his clown face, and my brother turned his full attention back to her, leaving me and Arella in our own bubble of tension.

“So,” I pulled the skirt of her dress a little higher and pinched her thigh. “You’re having fun, huh?”

“Mhm,” she nodded, turning her head slightly towards me.

I rested my chin on her shoulder and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, then another under her ear.

“I can’t wait to see you choke on my cock later,” I whispered in her ear, and I felt her body tense in my arms, goosebumps covering her skin. “I can’t wait to see how funny you’ll find getting dick slapped then,” I grinned, clipping her earlobe between my teeth.

Her eyelids fluttered, and she turned her face towards me, startled. Her cheeks were stained red, much to my delight, and her pupils almost swallowed up all the green in her irises.

“Actually, why wait?”

I stood up and pulled her with me, then bent down to grab her thighs, lifting her over my shoulder. Careful not to let her dress slip up, I half-turned my head towards the other two, who seemed too engrossed in a staring contest to notice us, and shook my head, then made my way to the bathroom.

“Grimm, put me down,” she wiggled her feet, and I gave her a slap on the ass, which made her wince and calm down.

“I’ll put you down in a second,” I answered.

A few steps and a door lock later, I set her bare feet on the red marble in Klaus’ bathroom and pulled away to look at her. That blue dress was playing dangerous tricks on my sick mind, and I wanted to dirty it so much, but I had other plans.

I leaned against the wall and watched her wriggle as she looked at me with curious eyes.

“Take your clothes off,” I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest.

“W-what?” she straightened up.

“Did I stutter?” I asked. “If I do it for you, there’s a great risk of your dress going to shreds, and I’d rather you wear your own clothes when we get out of here.”

She turned her head to the side and reached her hand to the back of her dress, slowly pulling down the zipper. The sound made my cock twitch painfully as her gaze met mine. They were dark, bursting with anticipation as she slowly let the dress fall to the floor.

Her nipples stiffened as she hooked her fingers into the elastic of her panties and bent down to take them off, allowing the lace to fall over the dress.

Fuck. Me.

As she straightened, I licked my lips and let my gaze roam over her body once more, looking for signs that she wanted to cover herself, but there were none. I was burning with pride when she shyly took a step forward, holding my eyes captive.

In that moment, as Arella stood naked before me while I was fully clothed, I realized that I had been lost all thirty-five years of my fucked-up life, destined to find myself in her eyes as she looked at me with nothing but trust.

I pushed her hair back and ran my fingers down her neck, over her slender shoulders and further down, stopping on the elegant curve of her hips.

I leaned down and gently kissed her lips, which was at odds with what I was about to do to her. She melted under my touch as I lowered my lips to her neck and inhaled her scent.

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