Page 27 of Dark Obsession
“Salem,” I groan, wishing he would stop with the death threats.
“Hear that, Peach? If I die, you’ll know who did it.” Jagger scowls, shaking his head. “I’m out of here. I’ll see you tonight.”
“And you better hope I don’t see you somewhere when I’m not with Peach.” Salem smirks, his magic heavy throughout the room. “Don’t forget who I am, Jagger. Peach is safe. Protected. But you are not.”
“More threats against your own brother,” Jagger states. “Get rid of him, Peach. Be smart.”
The asshole zips into thin air before I can knock his lights out.
“Dinner?”
“Yeah, I’ll spend a meal with him and then come to yours after,” I say, burying my face in his chest. “You need to stop threatening him, Salem. I don’t want you to hurt him.”
“Then tell him to accept that you’re going to be with me,” he mutters, kissing the top of my head. “I don’t want him filling your head with bullshit.”
“He’s not going to change my mind,” I tell Salem, biting my lower lip. “I know that you won’t hurt me, Salem. And you’re not a monster. You’re perfect just the way you are.”
I feel his body freeze, and then he lifts me and throws me over his shoulder. “Anita, Peach is going to be busy for the next thirty minutes.”
“Okay!” I hear Anita call back.
“Salem, you can’t do this when I’m at work.”
He shuts me up by bending me over the counter and lifting my dress.
Then he gets on his knees and goes down on me from behind.
Fuck.
Yeah, I’m never going to give this up for anyone.
Chapter 13
Salem
“Hello, there, sexy.” A shifter slides up next to me, batting her eyelashes. Does she have something in her eye?
“What the fuck do you want?” I ask her, scowling. I glance over her to check what Peach is doing, but she’s serving a customer and not looking over here. After I made Peach come with my mouth, I came outside for some fresh air, and this is what I get.
A fucking conversation.
“I saw you at your last fight. I couldn’t stop looking at you. The way you just beat the shit out of your opponent. You made it look so easy, too! Anyway, I just wanted to see if you wanted to?—”
“Stop talking. Whatever you have to say, I’m not interested,” I bark. It’s not the first time I’ve been recognized, but people are usually smart enough not to approach me.
What happened to when people were so scared of me they left me the fuck alone? I miss those days. Maybe I need to kill someone in public to remind everyone who I am. Although my cousin, King Raiden, might have something to say about that.
I lick my lips, still tasting Peach on me, which calms me down a little. I can’t wait to get her home and fuck her properly. I’ll get her to hold onto the headboard while I take her from behind. Then I’m going to?—
A hand reaches out and touches my forearm.
Without thinking, my reflexes kick in, and I grip her wrist and flick it backward.
The female gasps, holding her arm to her chest. “What the fuck is wrong with you? When a beautiful woman comes up to you, you should be grateful.”
She should be grateful I haven’t ripped her heart out yet.
Peach comes out of the store, glancing between the two of us. “What’s going on?”
