Page 66 of Stormbinder King
“Fine,” I said.
He straightened my throat and kissed me, his tongue hot and urgent in my mouth.
How long would it take him to notice that tiny little scar on the other side of my throat? The one that meant Symeon’s wolf had claimed me?
I felt the familiar sickly-sweet stir of lust as his hands cupped my breasts.
I turned my head away from Jack’s kiss and he made an angry noise, gripping my chin so I was forced to look at him.
“What the fuck is wrong with you lately? Why are you turning away from me?”
Even though it was dangerous to talk back to Jack, because what if he decided he didn’t want to fuck me and left me in aching agony all night? But I couldn’t stop myself.
“We don’t have to kiss, you know,” I bit out. “You don’t have topretendlike you like me.”
He stared at me uncomprehendingly.
“Of course I like you, little brat.”
I dropped my eyes, dragging them past his lean strong body, the deep v shape of his hips, the way his body melded into my flesh.
“Is this about Aurelia?” he bit out.
I said nothing, just jerked my chin away.
Jack drew me back again. “Stop it. I’m tired of you sulking about this. I want things to go back the way they used to be. She means nothing to me. Nor does any other woman I fuck. I fuckyou, I sleep withyou, I wantyou.”
When he ran a hand down to my panties, I gasped aloud as he slipped a finger past the band and into my wet cunt, always silently begging, pleading for attention from him.
Jack chuckled.
“Your body can’t lie to me, sweetheart.”
Then he tossed me lightly onto the camp bed. As his gear clattered on the bed and floor, I saw that he was already rock-hard.
Even though my panties stuck to my pussy, I raised up on my elbows.
“Undo the spell,” I said. “Whatever you’ve put me under.”
My breath came in fast little gasps as he pulled off his shirt and yanked down his pants.
His cock bobbed heavy and thick in front of him and my mouth started to water.
What would he do if he knew his brother’s cum had been in my cunt, too?
“No,” Jack said, his fingers tightening on me, his fingers greedy for everything, even though he already had it all.
“I’ll never give you up. Ever.”
“Let your brother complete the mate bond with me then.”
“No.”
He was hot and urgent, his knee splitting my thighs apart as he ran big fingers down my pulsing belly to my cunt.
“This sopping wet channel is all for me,” he said, gripping my ass tightly to plunge inside me with one sharp thrust of his hips.
“My brother doesn’t get any of it. Any of you.”
