His smugness fades. His shoulders fall. “No,” he says quietly. “I don’t think that at all.”
“Then—”
“Laiken, I know. Okay? I get it. You’re not wrong. But you are wrong if you think you can prevent me from being with someone else becausewecan’t. That’s not fair, and you shouldn’t even ask.”
“I know. I’m not.”
“Then give me the room numbers back.”
“No,” I hiss.
“You understand that I have access to thousands of men any time I want, right? I can go to Ceto or Anapos, and fuck whomever.”
We’re close to home now, which is a fucking relief because I’m about to lose my shit.
“Whenever I want,” Elijah continues. “You can’t stop me. You have no right to stop me. I can find any one of those guys. Stop being a dick and give me the stupid room numbers.”
I grab his arm and haul him into the small gaggle of trees between our houses. He yelps, but I swallow the sound with my mouth over his. I press his back into the trunk with such force that I’m sure the bark is digging into him.
Elijah isn’t shy. He immediately wraps his arms around my neck, grips the back of my hair in a tight fist, and hooks one of his legs around my hip. Grinding his dick into me. I groan, but it feels more like a growl than anything else.
I’m going to devour this man. I’m going to kiss him until he’s nothing but a limp body in my arms. I’m going to suck his life out until he understands that his life belongs to me. No one will touch him. I know he feels how the thought alone makes me lose my mind.
I kiss him until I can’t breathe, but move my mouth down to his neck as I inhale. He moans, rocking his hips against me like a fucking vixen.
“You’renothaving these room numbers,” I growl, nipping at his neck. He shivers deliciously. “Not now. Not ever.”
“I don’t want them,” he says. “It was never about the numbers.”
I lift my head to look into his eyes and realize that we’ve been playing each other all night. His eyes glitter in the moonlight. He has half a smirk, something smug and satisfied.
“I don’t want someone else. But don’t think for a second that if you don’t want this, if you don’t want to do this with menow,I’ll wait around for you, Laiken. Youcan’tkeep me from seeing someone else.”
I narrow my eyes, which makes his smirk spread.
“It was never about the numbers. It was always about your reaction.”
“Little brat,” I say.
“Want to know a secret?”
I’m not sure I do.
“Three out of four of those numbers are fake.” The haughty look he gives me has me biting his lip hard enough that he jerks in my hold.
“Lie,” I warn.
He shrugs. “Yes or no, Laiken? I’m not going to play this game. Do this with me or don’t, but if you choose not to, that’s it. There is no second chance. I’mnotwaiting around for you to change your mind. I won’t pine after you. Do you want me or not?”
This is going to end badly. I know it in my gut. But nothing else inside me seems to care. I will lose my damn mind if I have to see Elijah with someone else. He’s mine. He’s going to be mine for as long as I can keep him.
There’s no doubt in my mind this is forever. There’s a lot on the line, and when it comes down to it, this is going to get really, really ugly.
Knowing this doesn’t make me let him go. Not this time. I lock my mouth with his and kiss him under the moonlight for fuck knows how long.
Chapter Seven
LIE
