Theon:If you come anywhere near me tonight, it’s not going to be pleasant.
I snorted.
Me:Are you scared?
Theon:No, but you should be. Do this tomorrow. Don’t make me see you today.
As if. Tomorrow, I’d be too embarrassed to even step out of the house. I unlocked the door, walked out, and slammed it shut behind me.
Theon:It’s like you’re asking me to tackle you to the ground like an animal.
Tackle? The asshole and his stupid ass ego.
Me:Say that when I have this knife slitting your throat.
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THEON
She was on her way.
Bloody hell.
I walked away from my laptop and zipped up my shorts, willing my cock to get back down after I’d tried and terribly failed not to masturbate along with her. How could I not? She’d spread her legs and shoved that toy into herself over and over, moaning through it all as she played with her tits. It was impossible not to bring out my dick; it had perked up the second Ainsley wore that locket.
Finally.
I’d never gotten jealous of a thing before. Such as a sex toy. I’d been jealous of so many things when it came to Ainsley, especially her hands because they could touch and explore her body, but not a toy. Definitely because I’d never seen her use it.
But damn if she wasn’t the hottest thing when she screamed and came. I didn’t move for that entire time, completely enthralled by her. It was insane, I couldn’t even think.
I’d thought she couldn’t look more beautiful, but with that locket on her and her body so aroused I felt it through the screen, she looked…I didn’t even have the word for it.
Did she think of me when she fucked herself? Or was she thinking of something or someone else? Who could she have thought of? Nobody. The last time she was in a relationship was three years ago, and the said boy was dead. I wondered what made her come that hard. I wanted to see it again. And again.And again. Until I memorised the different sounds she made and how many times she made them.
I glanced down at my shorts to see my dick straining. This was why I didn’t want her here.
I meant what I said. I might really tackle her like an animal with the way my body sang like it had overdosed a drug. What I would do to her body, she’d feel it for days. And I also knew that once I was inside her, there was no way I would let her part from me. Ever. To me, that was bonding, that was the final claim, it was stronger than anything, and I didn’t think she was ready for that.
Three sharp bangs rattled my door, jerking me out of my thoughts.She’s here. Damn it. My cock jerked at the knowledge that she was within reach.
“Hey, asshole!” Ainsley’s voice pierced through the night air. “I know you’re in there! Open up, or you’re not gonna like what happens next.”
Her fists pounded the door again, relentless. I could hear the frustration in each hit, the raw anger radiating from her. She kept at it for five minutes, the sound echoing through the quiet evening, enough to make me wince for her hand.
“Fine,” she called out, her voice sharper now. “I’m calling the police. I know you’ve got other cameras in my house, and I’ve got this text as proof. Goodnight.”
Fuck.
I gritted my teeth and strode towards the door, yanking it open just as I saw her thumb on the dial button. Without thinking, I snatched the phone from her hand, the sharp motion blinding me to the real threat.
I didn’t see the knife until it was too late. A flash of silver sliced through the air, aiming for my shoulder. I moved just a second too slow. The blade grazed my skin, leaving a burningsting in its wake, and I hissed in pain, the knife falling from her hand and clattering to the floor.
Her scream followed immediately after, sharp and panicked. “Oh my goodness, I didn’t mean to—”
I silenced her, my hand clamping over her mouth as her terrified eyes locked on my shoulder. The phone in my other hand came to life, the officer’s voice on the other end crackling through the speaker.
“Sorry,” I said, not breaking eye contact with her face. “That was a mistake.” I cut the call, my voice low and controlled, despite the sharp, pulsating pain in my shoulder.
