Page 59 of Chaos
“What if I am? What if I told you that I came in my sleep dreaming about that very thing?”
Chapter
Fourteen
MERRI
Little did Chaos know, he couldn’t have said anything worse than those words in that very moment. Any ounce of desire was doused by a metaphorical bucket of ice water, and I stilled, going cold in his arms.
“Put me down, Chaos.”
The mention of his dream, the one I’d invaded and fed from, had all of Lilith’s warnings shooting through my mind. This wasn’t true desire. It was a side effect. I’d caused this. I’d begun binding him to me through my misguided attempt to feed without consequences.
His arm tightened around my thighs. “Not gonna happen, Red. I told you, we have a session.”
Heaving a sigh, I went limp in his hold, knowing he could and absolutely would overpower me if needed. Hell, that was essentially what he was doing right now.
“Can I at least change first?”
“I have half a mind to make you stay in this,” he muttered, finally setting me back on my feet.
“So you can ogle my boobs?” I scoffed, brushing my hair off my face so I could glare at him properly. “Come on, Chaos, beserious. I’ll be flopping all over the place. You can’t expect me to train like that.”
He smirked in response, and I wanted nothing more than to slap that smile off his lips. “Can’t I? It would certainly make our session entertaining.”
“You pig.”
“Are those fools lusting after you on your site any better?” he growled, taking one step forward before stopping himself.
“At least they’re paying me.”
His jaw clenched, making a muscle tick on the side of his face. “Get changed. But remember, there may come a time when you have to fight your way out of a situation with your perfect tits on display. It’s very possible, given your preferred method of feeding, that you might not be wearing anything at all.” He let out a soft hum, lust floating off him in waves. “Might be in your best interest to do a couple of nude training sessions just to get used to it.”
“Your dick would be so hard you wouldn’t be able to focus, and you know it.”
Said dick twitched behind his sweatpants, betraying him. “If you think I couldn’t fight in nothing but my skin, then you’re a bigger fool than I originally thought.”
I clocked his use of the word “originally” and wondered if that had changed over time or if my actions with the Knight in the penthouse had only confirmed it.
“No naked fights. That would spell disaster for both of us.” I smirked. “That whole joke about just slipping and falling on your cock might be a little too real.”
Hunger flashed across his face. Oh shit. He liked that a lot.
“It just might.”
“The last thing we want is you accidentally knocking me up. Or smacking me in the face with your balls.” I laughed.
He didn’t.
“Would that really be the worst thing?”
“You teabagging me?”
“You pregnant with my child.”
Oh, sweet mother of God. I really didn’t want Chaos to see the way that made my nipples tighten.
“Wh-what?” I spluttered.
