Page 95 of Tainted Kitten

“Can I say something without you getting angry at me?” Marcus asks, and I frown, shrugging. “I’m glad your parents know. You need their help with this, Rhee. If I learnt anything from the whole Lexi thing, it’s that we gotta ask for help if we need it.”

A single tear escapes, and I bat it away, hoping Marcus didn’t see. Of course, he did, and he offers me a sympathetic smile.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?”

My brows shoot up. “What? How?’

“FaceTime. Leave it running so we can go to sleep together and wake up together, and if you need me through the night, I’ll be right there.”

“You’d do that?” I ask, and he nods.

“Of course. I’d do anything for you. I fucking love you.”

Overwhelmingly full. That’s how my heart feels. It’s an empowering feeling, making me believe I can do anything. Get through anything.

“Marcus,” I whisper, his dark eyes taking me in through the screens separating us. “I think I love you too.”

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Marcus

She’s more beautiful than I ever imagined. Sure, I have always thought Rhee was a looker, but this… this is something else. When she turned up at Ebony Falls wearing less makeup than I’ve seen her wear, it was like she was revealing a layer she’s been hiding. She was stunning. Then, she surprised everyone at the campsite by showing us nothing but the natural beauty god gifted her.

I was gob smacked. It wasn’t until that moment that I stopped looking at her like a girl and saw her as a woman. No more playful hair twisty things. No more dark smoky eyes and thick liner. No more black lips. Just my woman in her creamy skin with those perfectly plump pink lips, deep chocolate eyes framed in thick naturally dark lashes, and cheeks that were faintly blushed from the heat of embarrassment at everyone glaring at her like she’d grown two heads.

To an outsider, her showing us her natural look wouldn’t seem like that big of a deal, but to our inner circle, we know what a massive step she took in trusting us by letting down one of her barriers.

I feel like we’ve come so far over our weekend away to Ebony Falls. I knowIhave, but I’m pretty sure Rhee has, too. Then last night, when I called her and thought she had another guy with her, my heart broke for a moment. Obviously, I have some work to do on the trusting front. I jumped to a conclusion, and thank fuck, it was just my fucked up mind and not something that was really happening.

We had fucking phone sex. Or video sex? I don’t know what the fuck to call it, but I get the feeling my girl doesn’t do that often. If at all. And shit, it was good. Hot. So fucking hot. Seeing her slide that rabbit thing inside her, watching the way her face relaxed in pleasure before contorting painfully for the same reason. I want to do it again with her, only next time, I want to be in the same room.

The thing that happened in the tent the other night with Bossi and Hastings was hot, too. I’ll never admit it to those fuckers, but I enjoyed watching their reactions to our girl, as well. I didn’t think I would enjoy that, yet I did. She’s so responsive. She knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to put it all on display to reach her high. It was fucking crazy good.

It kinda pissed me off that I liked it so much. Seeing Bossi slide his fingers inside her arse while she was bent in such a way that we couldn’tnotsee every detail of what was happening. It made my dick harder than I think it’s ever been. I’ve never really thought about arse stuff before. Never imagined wanting to stick my cock in that orifice, yet now it’s something I’m craving. I wonder if she’ll let me be the one to take that virginity?

A loud bang comes through the phone, and I squint to focus on the darkened room where my girl is sleeping.

“Get up, Rhys. You’re going to be late.” A girl calls, making Rhys stir.

Her eyes flutter open, and it takes her a moment to comprehend what she’s looking at. Then, the sexiest smile spreads across her makeup-free face.

“Now that’s a face I like waking up to.” She mutters, her voice husky and fucking sexy as hell.

“Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?” I smile, knowing I want to do this again tonight. And tomorrow night. And every other night until I can have the real thing. Her in my bed, waking up right next to me instead of through a phone screen.

“You tell me. You’re the one watching me sleep like a creeper.” Her tone is playful, and she picks her phone up off her bedside table and rolls onto her back, her long silky dark hair splayed out on her pillow. She looks like a dark angel.

“I think you were dreaming about me.” I mimic my girl, rolling onto my back and holding my phone up.

“I must have been. Kitty is already dripping.” She grins, and I groan.

“What I’d give to be in that bed with you, Rhee.”

“Then we’d definitely be late for school.” She giggles, and I chuckle.

I told her I loved her last night, and she told me she thinks she loves me, too. I’ve wanted that for so long. Wanted her to be mine. Granted, she’s also Bossi’s, Hastings’, and Cole’s, as well as that Tyler dude I don’t know. Still, even if I have to share her, I know she cares about me, and I sure as fuck care about her.

The vibrating sound of an incoming message comes through the speaker, and Rhys frowns before her eyes widen, and she bolts upright.

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