The door closed. How was he even allowed here? How did he get past Ma’am Jeena?
Me:What do you guys do when you get jealous?
Katy:What’s this about? Theon made you jealous? You guys are official?
Laura:No wayyyyy. So you didn’t only fuck him but made him your boyfriend?
I sighed.
Jade:You should maybe—
“Hey!” The phone slipped from my grasp and into Theon’s hand. I stood up, attempting to get it back as he read through the messages. “Jerk!” I kicked him, giving up since he’d read it all. Asshole.
“You’re jealous?” His brows furrowed, and for a moment, he didn’t speak. It was like he was trying to make sense of it, of me. I could see the gears turning in his head, trying to figure out why I was so worked up over something that should have been obvious. He had brought her to the coffee shop. He hadn’t hidden anything from me. His silence was suffocating, so I crossed my arms, but then, the confusion in his eyes shifted, morphing into something darker, sharper.
“You’re jealous of her?” His voice dropped lower, the edge of anger creeping in. Why did he sound like I was out of my mind because I couldn’t control what I felt?
I opened my mouth to retort, but before I could get a word out, Theon’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. In one swiftmovement, he turned me against the wall, my chest colliding with it as his body pressed into mine. His grip tightened, pulling my hands behind my back, locking them in place.
“Theon—” I hissed, squirming against him, but he was unyielding, his body a solid wall of heat against mine.
“You don’t get it, do you?” His voice was low, a dangerous whisper in my ear. “You don’t need to feel jealous, Ainsley.” He moved closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “Because you’ve been branded into my soul. No one—no one—can take your place.”
Didn’t I know that? I knew. But that jealousy had been impulsive and blinding.
“You’re mine,” he continued, his lips grazing my ear again, his breath hot against my skin. “Not just under the sheets. Not just for show. You’re branded on me, Ainsley. Burned into me so deep that no one could ever replace you.” His grip on my wrists tightened, his fingers digging into my skin as his words washed over me. “You’ve already ruined me. So stop acting like anyone else matters. Because they don’t.Only you do.”
I bit my lip, my body trembling against him, my heart racing in my chest. His words, his presence—it was overwhelming, suffocating in the way it always was. The way it made everything else melt away, leaving just the two of us, tangled in this endless, maddening pull between us.
“I’m sorry, I just—you didn’t tell me you were here to see someone. Who is she?” You seemed to be paying her a lot of attention.
“Someone. It’s about the man who left a note on your doorstep and Vincent’s couch.”
Oh, goodness. I’d totally forgotten about it.
Before I opened my mouth to speak, he gave me a hard spank that made me jump on my toes, drawing in a sharp breath.
“How does she—fuck.”He did it again and rolled his hips, letting me feel his bulge. I wanted it. Somehow, I’d turned into a horny slut around him, and this wasn’t about the ovulation anymore.
“Pull down your trousers.” He released my hands and stepped back a little.
I stared at him over my shoulder as he began to undo his belt. “In here?” Ma’am Jeena was just a door away.
“You’ll be quiet.”
I chuckled and gawked at him in disbelief. “You’re joking, right?”
He brought out his cock.
My walls clenched on empty air.
“Theon, you know that’s impossible. How can I be quiet when—”
He spun me around and pressed me against the wall, taking my trousers off by himself with the other hand. Okay, this was madness. The door wasn’t locked. If Ma’am Jeena found out I was getting dicked in her coffee shop, she might freeze.
But even that thought didn’t stop me from getting soaked.
The jeans dropped around my ankles, and Theon gripped my ass cheeks, giving one a harsh slap that drew a loud sound from my throat. I clamped my mouth shut and closed my eyes, reminding myself to shut up as pain raced through me, ending on a pleasure note that had my core twisting.
