Page 24 of Doubts & Fears

Chuckling at the situation, I somehow didn’t feel surprised at all. It looked like my little pet had picked up a new blade. I laced my fingers behind my head and waited. Her eyes looked like a raging storm was brewing.So impressive. I wondered once again if she knew how to use the weapon in her hand.

“Reaper, what are you doing here? I don’t recall asking you to join me in bed.”

“Maybe not consciously, but you were moaning my name over and over,” I exaggerated. It was only once, but she didn’t know that. Her face flushed, which told me she realized shewasdreaming about me.

“Tell me something, why is a man who has a sub of his own, and access to his brother’s, in my bed, taking liberties with me?”

“Subs? Who said anything about them being subs?”

“Nik. Maybe not in those exact words, but I’m not stupid. He said he doesn’t do girlfriends. They’re not his style. Then don’t get me started on the conversation I had with Jenna.”

“He doesn’t do subs either. Maybe you should tell me what Jenna had to say,” I drawled, scrutinizing her flushed face. She squeezed her thighs against mine, making my cock jump.

“What do you mean? If not subs, then what are they?” She seemed distracted, which only amused me.

“Subs are a lot of work. Jenna and Alisha are more like play partners.”

I smiled as she scooted closer, settling her pussy directly over my cock. Her eyes grew wide at the contact, and her breathing became erratic as my cock pulsed beneath her.

“Maybe it’s time you find someone who can meet your needs more efficiently,” she breathed.

“Are you looking to apply for the position?” I asked after a few minutes. I was actually impressed because, while she was struggling to conceal her arousal, her hand remained steady with the blade.

She narrowed her eyes. “Being a play partner isn’t my style.”

“You sure about that?” I raised my eyebrow. “What about a sub position?”

“Equally uninterested, despite your ruggedly handsome features.”

“You think I’m handsome?” My gaze wandered down the front of her tank top. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples greeted me. I fucking loved it. As I continued to stare, they grew more erect.

“Are you cold?”

“I’m fine, Reaper. You, on the other hand, are not. Now, what should I do with you?” She squeezed me between her legs.

My hands shot out, and I grabbed her hips. “I can think of so many things. I’m yours this evening. But we should really eat first. You’ll need to keep your stamina up.” Damn, she was soft.

“You may need to eat to keep your stamina up, old man, but I have youth on my side.”

“I’ve plenty of stamina. I could show you, if you’d like.” I continued caressing her.

“No thanks. Now, what are you doing here in my bed, uninvited?”

“You realize I can take that blade from you easily, right? I’ll have Ivan teach you some tricks if you’re a good girl,” I said, moving my fingers from her outer to her inner thighs.

God, her scent was intoxicating. Mixed with her growing arousal, it was so distracting. She flung her hair back, exposing her neck. My eyes zeroed in on her pulse. Fuck, I wanted to kiss her.

“I don’t need your help with Ivan. He already offered. And you, Reaper, are so enthralled with what you’re touching, you don’t realize my knife has moved from your larynx to your carotid artery. Move those fingers any closer to my pussy and I will not hesitate to spill your blood.”

Damned if she wasn’t right. I had underestimated her once again, and this was the third time she’d pulled a knife on me. Her eyes sparkled, and I couldn’t help but admire her dedication.

My thoughts should have been on regaining control, but instead, I was completely distracted by the curve of her lips, the way her hair fell around her face. Not to mention the heat of her body so close to mine.

“You’re slipping,” she taunted, her voice a soft purr that sent a shiver down my spine. “What will the boys say when I tell them you died because you were distracted by the view?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, despite having a blade at my throat. “The view, though, is fucking amazing. I think they’ll cut me some slack. They will mourn me, then avenge me.”

She tilted her head, studying me with those piercing eyes. She was waiting for my next move. Her hand trembled ever so slightly. Sighing, I went back to touching her outer thighs, moving away from her sweet pussy.

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