Page 31 of The Devils Melody
She visibly swallows, nodding her head before hovering just above my mouth. I slide her soaking wet panties to the side, lick my lips, and inhale her sweet scent.
“Fuck, you smell like heaven and I’m about to bring you to salvation.”
Bringing her body closer to my face, I dart my tongue out and take one slow, agonizing lick before there’s a fucking knock at the goddamn window.
Who the fuck?
Wren screams, trying to hide herself by slamming her legs shut, forgetting that my face is literally right fucking there. I sit us up, using my body to conceal her as best as I can as we both look at whoever had the goddamn balls to interrupt us.
Fucking Nox.
Rolling down the window, I give him the most annoyed fucking look I could possibly give him.
“Impeccable timing as always, brother.”
10
Lennox
THE ENFORCER
“Oh, I’m sorry. Am I interrupting something?”
Kage looks up at me like I just ruined his fucking birthday. Wren, on the other hand, looks as if she’s trying to disappear through the floorboards of her car. Her face is flushed, lips swollen, and she’s not wearing any fucking pants. She’s too flustered to even look at me.
“Didn’t realize your tongue needed to take a detour.” My voice is low and tight. Strained in that barely holding it together way that usually makes people back the fuck off.
I lean against the car with my arms crossed, pulse hammering in my neck. I can’t fucking believe this asshole. In the fucking parking lot of the bar? I mean seriously, does he not give a shit at all that anyone besides me could have walked up on them?
Wren steps out of the car and I watch her as she tugs her jeans up with shaking hands. Despite my anger, I can’t help the way my dick jumps at the sight of her half naked. She glares at me, still breathless, her hair wild as hell from, by the looks of it, being pulled fromher bun.
“You can pick your jaw off the pavement and stop gawking at me anytime now.” she snaps, standing next to the open door, clearly trying real hard to act unbothered.
Dropping my arms, I give her a no nonsense look, push off the car and take a slow step towards her. “You’re the one out here putting on a show for the whole world to see, you mean to tell me you’re upset now that you have an audience? Don't mind me, really. I’ll happily sit back and watch.” I smile at her devilishly, purposely trying to get under her skin.
She takes a shaky breath, clearly trying to steady herself, but I can see the anger bubbling just beneath the surface. It’s obvious that I’ve struck a nerve.
“You’re fucking unbelievable,” she mutters, the words clipped and sharp, like she's spitting glass.
I take another step in, close enough that I'm sure she can feel the heat rolling off of me. Good. I want her to feel the full weight of my presence.
“What? You don’t appreciate it when I bite back?” I taunt, my voice low and cold. “You’ve been making a fucking spectacle out of yourself since the second we met. Don’t act like you don’t enjoy the attention now.”
She recoils like I’ve slapped her, but I can see the flame in her eyes. Her fists clench at her sides, knuckles white, and I can see the fury that boils beneath her skin. She’s fucking pissed, embarrassed, and somewhere in there, I think she’s turned on by the tension. Well, so am I, and if she’s not careful, we’ll be taking her back to our place and taking care of it.
“Don’t act like you know me,” she bites back, her eyes narrowing. “You don’t know shit about what I enjoy.”
I chuckle darkly, the sound low and mocking. “Oh, I think I know more than you’d expect, sweetheart.”
Before she could respond, Kage gets out of the car, cocky as a motherfucker. He slides in close behind her, eyes locked on mine as he runs his nose up along her neck, slow and possessive. He does it deliberately, wanting me to watch. He knows exactly what he's doing and wants to make sure he twists the knife in a little deeper.
“Oh piss off,” she sneers and pushes Kage hard enough that he hits the side of the car. “Stop trying to mark your territory, you fucking dog.”
Kage makes some very unimpressive barking noises at her and winks.
Alright, we're done here.
I can’t help but feel a flicker of irritation at how calm he is. I hate the way he watches me, as if he’s got this whole fucking thing figured out while I’m just a mess of confusion and frustration. I don’t understand how this is all so easy for him. How can he look at me, someone who’s supposed to be his family, and want me? How are we supposed to go fuck each other knowing that we grew up together, raised as brothers?
