Page 59 of Dead and Buried

I frown, looking away from him. “I can’t accept that. I wouldn’t mind renting the apartment during the summer if you don’t find someone else to rent it.”

Nox shakes his head. “I’m not planning to rent it out. It’s yours until you want it. If that means it only gets used during summer, then that’s fine.”

I open my mouth to disagree with him, but his phone starts ringing. He pulls it from his pocket and turns the alarm off. “Come on. I’ve got to finish cooking. And we should go before Zane breaks the door down.”

I follow him out into the hall and down the stairs, stopping on the first landing to point at a door with locks down the side. “What’s that to?”

“That’s to the main part of the house. I had to block it off for rentals. You can have it open if you move in, if you want to.”

The offer is very tempting, but I hate the idea of living here without contributing toward rent and bills. I mean, the house is paid off, but still, property tax on a house this big on a little over an acre of land can’t be cheap. Not to mention utilities on a house so old it stilluses radiators for heating, though the numerous fireplaces sprinkled throughout the house probably help with that.

We walk back into the kitchen to find Zane frowning at us. Nox looks over his shoulder at me to share his eye roll. I try my best to hide my smile, but the narrowing of Zane’s eyes makes me think I did a bad job of it. “What were you guys doing up there?”

I shake my head. “Nothing. Nox was showing me the apartment upstairs and offered to let me rent it for the summer.” Nox quirks a brow at that, but doesn’t mention how that wasn’t the only thing he offered.

He walks over to work on dinner rather than saying anything. He knows Zane better than me, so he probably doesn’t want to put me in a situation where he literally tries to kidnap me and move me in without my permission. “Really?” His eyes light up.

I nod. “Yeah. I’m thinking about it.”

He grins at me, and I know there’s no way I’m going to end up living anywhere else this summer. Bounding over to me like a happy puppy, he grabs my hand and tugs me away from the kitchen and up the main stairs. I glance over at the open door across the hall from Zane’s room and find Sloane lounging on his bead, watching as we pass by. Zane closes his bedroom door behind us, blocking my view of Sloane and the way his jaw is tensing as he stares at me.

Sloane

Igrit my teeth at the sound of Viv coming again, and I hate the jealousy that runs through my veins as she gives to Zane the things she gave to me first. The idea of her being with Zane isn’t what makes me jealous, though. It’s the idea that she wants only him and not me. I may or may not have slipped a dark reverse harem book into the stack of smutty romance novels Zane has been reading to find the perfect one for Viv. I’m kind of hoping it gives him ideas about what to do with our situation.

I hear the door open and Viv slips out, closing the door behind her and ducks into the bathroom. Standing, I wait patiently in my doorway. When she leaves the bathroom, her eyes find mine. Reaching across the hall, I grab her wrist and tug her into my room, closing the door behind her. I spent the last week trying to forget about her. Forget about how good she felt and how addictive the noises she makes are. It was an impossible goal with her moans coming from the room across the hall from mine every time she’s here.

I slam her against the door, probably a little too roughly as I claim her lips in a deep kiss. She doesn’t complain or try to pull away, pushing up on her toes so our teeth clash. I pick her up and groan into her mouth as her legs wrap around my waist. Striding across the room,I yank her off of me and toss her onto my bed. A small squeak leaves her as she bounces on the mattress. “If you want to leave this room, you should do it now.” I tell her as I reach into the drawer of my nightstand to pull out a condom.

She shakes her head. “I don’t want to leave.”

I grin at her darkly as I tug my shirt off over my head and push my sweatpants down my legs. Her gaze takes in every inch of me, gulping when she actually gets a good look. Last time, we were in a frenzy and were both almost completely clothed. This time, I intend to have every inch of her naked body pressed into mine.

Stalking toward her, I tug off Zane’s shirt that she’s wearing to find her in nothing but a tiny pair of pink lace panties. I don’t even try to take them off, just rip the seams of the delicate lace and fling them over my shoulder. Kneeling on the bed next to her, I grab her hips and flip her over, lifting her up to her knees and hands. She glances over her shoulder to watch as I roll the condom down my cock. We don’t have time to be slow. Zane could go looking for her at any moment and I intend to fuck her brains out before that happens.

Settling in behind her, I line myself up with her entrance and push in; she grips me tightly and I groan softly at the feeling of her pussy around my cock. Wrapping one arm around her waist, I pull her up to stand on her knees. “If you need me to stop, tap me twice.”

“Why wou—” The rest of her words are muffled by the hand I place over her mouth as I pull my hips back and slam back into her.

The cry of pleasure that tries to escape her is cut off and I grin. I pound into her over and over again reveling in the way she tightens around me at this angle. Her nails dig into the arm that’s wrapped around her waist. My thrusts become harder and faster. I’m vaguely aware of the sound of my headboard bumping against the wall.

My hand slides down from holding her waist to slip between her thighs. Using two fingers, I rub her clit in fast circles, timed evenly with my thrusts. The muffled noises trying to escape Viv grow louder as I continue fucking her. I start murmuring praises into her ear and she gets so wet I almost think she came. “You’re such a good girl, letting me fuck your perfect pussy. I’ve thought about this every night. Remembering how fucking beautiful you look whenyou come on my cock.” Her head thrashes as she clenches around me.

I gasp as she shakes against me, liquid hitting my thighs as she comes for me. Her pulsing pussy tears my own orgasm out of me. My hand slips from her mouth as I fall back onto my ankles, wrapping my arms around her stomach to hold her against me while I come so hard my vision whites out for a moment. Loud moans fall from her mouth as she writhes against me as her orgasm wracks through her body.

The door bangs against the wall and I’m too far into my own bliss that I don’t even register that Zane has barged in until his fist slams against my cheekbone. The pain and left over pleasure leave me confused. When my vision clears, I find Viv standing between us completely naked, facing off against Zane.

“Move, baby, I’m going to kill him,” he says softly, like the tone of voice would make killing me more acceptable to her.

“No. You’re not killing Sloane.” Viv stands straight, not seeming bothered by the fact that she’s completely bare.

At some point, Zane must have put a shirt on, because he’s wearing a new one with a pair of boxers. I take his distraction from me as a good opportunity to remove and dispose of the condom that’s still wrapped around my softening cock. My movements must have reminded him of my existence, because he attempts to get around Viv to me as I pull my sweats back on without even bothering with the boxer briefs or cleaning off the wetness of my thighs. “Stop trying to hurt Sloane.” Her voice is dangerous and dark and I feel a shiver go down my spine at the sound.

Zane’s jaw tenses as he turns a vicious expression on her, though he doesn’t make a move to even touch her to move her out of the way. “Of course I’m going to hurt him! He touched you. You’re mine and he knows it! I’ll gut him. Rip out his spleen and make him eat it while he’s bleeding to?—”

His voice cuts off into muffled sounds as Viv grabs him around the back of his neck and slams her lips to his. Well, it’s an effective way to get him to stop explaining all the twisted ways he plans to kill me.

Viv pulls away and Zane’s silent as he rests his forehead againsthers. “It was him, wasn’t it? The guy who took your virginity?” His voice is soft, but his jaw still clenches around the words.

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