Page 9 of A Sea of Secrets
I pulled her to a stop, gripping her shoulders with both hands and looking her in the eyes. “That’s it? Nothing else to say to that?”
“Nope.” She popped the ‘p’ with all the attitude in the world.
“You’re a brat.”
She grinned at me wickedly. “Yahuh.” The princess closed the distance between us, her hand moving to grip my neck and dragging me towards her. “Now, shut up and kiss me.”
My hands braced against her waist, keeping her at bay as I stared into her lust-filled eyes and grinned. “Not so fast.”
“You’re joking right?” She tried to step back, her cheeks flushed, as I held her still.
It looked like my princess forgot who was in charge. I tugged her closer until her front was pressed into me. I kept my mouth from hers as I leaned close to whisper in her ear. “I call the shots.”
I released her, spinning her around and slapping her on the ass. Fallon swore as she jolted forward, then rounded on me, fury burning in her gaze.
“Asshole!”
She lunged, slapping me on the face, and I barked a laugh as I caught her wrist before she could do it again.
“Keep this up and you’ll get exactly what you wanted,” I told her, tightening my hold. “If you’re going to misbehave, then you’ll have to be punished.”
“Fuck you,” she hissed, her words breathy.
I winked at her. “Later.”
I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her and finally kissing her. Her mouth opened, allowing my tongue to sweep in and taste her. What was usually a battle of wills between us was now a submission. Where I was giving into my feelings, she was releasing control over to me. My mouth dominated hers, my tongue taking what I wanted and directing the kiss. Fallon was pliable in my grasp, her body soft and willing.
She could be such a good girl when she wanted to be.
If it weren’t for this fucking trial, I’d have revelled in the opportunity to have my way with her—test her limits and see how far I could push. Unfortunately, life was never fucking fair. Drawing back, I ran my thumb over her swollen lips while my other hand slid down her side and squeezed her ass.
“We’re in a trial,” I said, releasing her. “Not the best place to go further.”
“You’re a jerk,” she replied, but there was no heat to her words. She simply chuckled and we headed off once more.
She called me so many names, but all that did was turn me on. I guess I was fucked up like that. I didn’t want nice; I wanted raw honesty. I wasn’t a good person, and she knew that. The princess didn’t shy away from who I was. She embraced it. Relished in it.
We walked on through the maze in silence, listening out for the creature or another Potential lurking about.
“I wonder where the others are?” Fallon mused at my side. “There’s no way this place is big enough to stop us from running into any other Potentials or from hearing them for that matter.”
“Maybe we’ve won the fucking lotto and they’re all six feet under. Maybe we’re the last two.”
Fallon raised a brow. “How is that lucky? What about Zane, Noah, and Kayden? Kendra, Lou, or Dick, too?”
I shrugged. “I’m not as attached to other people as you.”
“Sure.” She smirked. “I dare you to say that when you see Zane again.”
“If—”
She elbowed me in the side. “When.”
I shot her a glare. “Always so violent.”
She flashed a closed-lipped smile at me, batting her lashes.
“Fine.Whenwe see the merman, I’ll tell him,” I relented.
