Page 48 of The Devils Melody
She shifts in my grip, her hips brushing against mine, andfuck, I feel it. That need. Her breath hitches and she looks up at me, maybe she knows I’m dying inside. Maybe she wants to do something about it, too. Then, Kage’s arm snakes around her waist, tugging her away from me as if it’s nothing. No big deal. My jaw tightens so hard it aches. He lifts her easily as if she weighs nothing, cradling her against his chest as she melts into him. She laughs again, soft and giddy, her head tucked under his chin like he’s her safety. It’s as if I’m not even standing right fucking here.
Kage glances back at me,smug. “We’ll take her home on the bikes.”
“The fuck we are,” I snap. Is he fucking crazy? “She's drunk off her ass. You want her sliding off the back of your Harley at seventy?”
“She’ll hold on.”
“She can’t even fucking stand, Kage. You’re having to hold her.”
“She’s fine, aren’t you, baby?” Wren nods her head as Kage slowly sets her on her feet. As if to prove my point, Wren tries to faceplant into gravity.
“She’s drunk,” I snap, scooping Wren into my arms before she eats the fucking tile. “Drunk enough that I’ve had to catch her twice in five minutes, and if you put her on that damn Harley, she’ll be roadkill by the time we hit the interstate.”
He doesn’t like the sound of that, I can tell. His shoulders go stiff, the muscles in his jaw twitching. Yeah, that’s what I thought.
“We’re taking the Lexus parked out back. End of discussion.” I don't leave any room for arguments as I head back to our office to grab the car keys. It’s a short walk from the VIP section. We made sure it was conveniently located across the hall so we could move from meetings with ease.
“Nox?” Wren’s voice is barely a whisper, her lips just brushing my ear. The sound goes straight to my dick and I’m really trying hard not to fuck her against the damn wall right now. Kage is the only one that ever calls me Nox, butfuckif it doesn’t sound better coming from her mouth.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I need you,” she says, her voice soft and breathless. “Please, I just…I need to feel something.”
It’s taking everything in me to keep my fucking dick inmy pants. The bastard is making me think with the wrong head. I want nothing more than to touch every last inch of Wren’s body, devouring her with slow, careful precision. When I do, I want her to feel every fucking second, every stroke of my tongue burned into her memory like a brand.
“Baby, you don't know how hard it is to keep my hands to myself right now. But I refuse to be the one that takes advantage of you when you’ve been drinking or have fucking brain damage, because when I’m finally deep inside that pretty little pussy of yours, you’re going to remember exactly how I made you come.”
Wren’s lips part, slow and trembling, her eyes heavy and glassy. She looks wrecked already and I haven’t even touched her.
“Please,” she breathes, barely a whisper. A single, desperate word. That one word nearly breaks me.
Fuck.
My cock is already throbbing in my pants, straining against the zipper, trying to fight its way out. My heartbeat drums in my ears, drowning everything else out but her. I can feel the darkest part of me clawing its way to the surface, desperately wanting to do what she’s asking of me. It wants to ruin her. To bend her over my desk, rip that tight little dress from her body, and make her scream my name until her voice is nonexistent. It wants her sobbing, shaking and begging me to stop.
But I can’t. Not like this.
I grit my teeth, forcing the monster down. I tighten my hold on her, and carry her into the office, sitting her down on the edge of the desk. She’s so warm under my hands, it’s almost enough to undo me.
Kage follows in behind us, shutting the door with a soft click, and sliding the lock into place. I look down at Wren’s thighs, bare, trembling slightly, her dress hiked up like a fucking offering.
I can’t fucking do this. I shouldn’t do this.
My hands curl into fists at my sides. I step away, because if I don’t, Iwilldestroy her, and she won’t even be able to remember it.
Crossing the room, I collapse onto the couch, placing my head in my hands, attempting to pull myself together. When I finally lift my head, I see Kage walking towards her, those icy blue eyes dark with something animalistic. The kind of look that means he’s gone, too far under to stop himself.
She opens her legs, a silent invitation for him to take what he wants, and I watch as her dress rides up her thighs even further. Kage’s palms slide up her thighs, slow and greedy, gripping hard like he owns every inch of her as he moves between them.
No. I didn’t want this for her. I should stop him. I should yell at him for even touching her after I told him not to. I threatened to break his fingers, and now, all I want is to see those same fingers pump inside her perfect little cunt. This woman is driving me fucking crazy. I can’t even think straight. Making me go against all of my morals and bend all of my rules just for her, and I think I might actually do it.
“We’re just gonna have a little fun first,” he purrs, voice low and laced with amusement as his eyes cut to mine. “You think she’s wet for us, brother?”
I clench my teeth, my throat dry as fuck. Iknowshe is. The whole fucking room smells like her arousal, thick and sweet, and it’s driving me insane.
He hikes her dress up with no shame, pulling it up around her waist, taking ownership of every inch of her, and fuck me, there it is. A red lace thong that makes my jaw fucking lock. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop the guttural noise from escaping my throat.
“Naughty girl,” he growls, voice full of satisfaction. “Lay back for me, baby.” She obeys instantly, leaning onto her elbows before laying down completely. Those gorgeous legs fall open as her chest rises and falls quickly. Kage runs ahand down her stomach before he grips her legs and hikes them up, placing her heeled boots on the edge of the desk.
