Page 139 of Iris
I hurry back down the stairs and duck into the darkened side room where we used to play in as kids. The French doors open on the back garden, which is dark and soft, looking like velvet.
Killian
I know you’re on a date, but if it were me and you, we wouldn’t be in public. Fuck it, maybe we would. Either way, I’d take those panties off with my teeth. Maybe after letting Xavier lick and suck you first.
My pussy spasms.
“Oh, shit,” I whisper, fingers tightening on my phone as I read the next one.
It came in about forty minutes ago, without any response from me, and I can’t stop the burst of heat inside.
Is this what it’s like to be chased, wanted, desired?
Is this Killian’s version of the dance in an empty room, like what I shared with Xavier?
Killian
You can hide, but not from yourself. And your fucking date? He’s boring. I know.
How would he know something like that? For a second, my heart hammers at the thought of him stalking me, watching me while we were at the restaurant. But then I realize he probably just found out from that stupid Queen Bee.
Killian sent one more text after that one. And it’s only one word.
Killian
Brat.
My finger shakes as I hold it over the screen.
“Iris?” Mari whispers, the door opening and spilling in light. “What are you doing?”
“Taking a moment,” I whisper back and turn off my screen.
She comes in, almost floating in that way she does, her nightie a silk overshirt screen-printed with hand-drawn flowers. “How was the date?”
“It was with Heath as the third wheel, so how do you think it went?”
“Like I thought.” Mari leans against a chair. “Sorry I couldn’t help.”
“No one can.”
“What…” She looks at her hands a moment. “What was it like?”
“The date? I just told you. A snorefest?—”
“No, your heat. You…you know.”
“What was it like?” I shake my head. I don’t really want to talk about the sex. It’s all too new, too personal. Too…mine. “It’s uncomfortable. It hurts, and it makes you feel out of your mind.Like you’re on drugs or something. You remember what you saw?”
She nods.
“It’s a million times more intense.”
Mari winces. “Sounds like fun.” Then she glances back at the door. “And the two hunky Alphas?”
I lower my voice. “They…helped. And that was the actual fun part.”
Eyes widening, she squeezes herself into the seat with me. “You…”
