“Jax,” I moan out, trying to hold on to this moment.
“Everlee.”
I could feel it slipping away.
No. No. No.
“Everlee!” The harshness of my name pulls me the rest of the way out of my dream.
When I open my eyes, I’m laying on my back with one hand in my underwear and Jax propped up on one elbow watching me, eyes on fire, lips parted.
“What?” I shake my head and slide my wet fingers out of my underwear. “Oh… shit.”
Jax’s hard length presses at my hip, but he doesn’t look like he’s in the mood to fuck me. He looks pissed.
“I’m sorry. I…”
“Fucking Emmett,” he growls, rolling out of bed.
“Emmett?” I flinch and sit up.
Jax walks over to the chaise and tugs his pants and shirt on at a speed I don’t think I’ve ever seen before.
“I don’t understand.”
“His blood. It’s inside of you. He’s fucking with your dreams.”
“He can do that?”
“Yes. You two are connected until his blood is out of your system.”
Rage fills me as I throw off the covers and jump out of bed.
I don’t know if it's because he gave me that fucked up dream, or because he did and I wasn’t able to finish. My body is so primed right now and my panties are so wet it feels like I’m walking around with a fucking pool strapped to my ass.
“Where is he?” I bark.
Jax looks at me in shock.
“Stop and tell me where he is!” My body feels like an inferno- hot with equal parts rage and needing release. Hell, I’ve needed a release for a while now, and this was the last straw. I don’t like to be manipulated or toyed with.
“His room,” he concedes, looking down.
Throwing the door open, I stomp down the hall until I’m at his door. Without knocking, I push the door open and feel gusts of wind as Knox and Callum stand behind Jax at the door.
EMMETT - TOE TO TOE WITH A TRUE FAE
Well,thiswon’tbegood. She’s yelling from her room and only getting closer. The book I’m reading falls onto my stomach and I just wait for the hurricane that is Everlee to storm in. She’s not like most girls I’ve met. And I have met my fair share. She’s a little spitfire who routinely seems to get in over her head, but manages to find a way out. She doesn’t let our age or power deter or impress in her, and probably my most favorite thing is she doesn’t care about Callum’s alpha status within the house. She does what she wants and screw anyone else.
My door bursts open seconds later, so I grab my book and reach over to put it on the nightstand.
“It’s not my fault,” I say before she can say anything.
“You can fuck with my head all you want, but sex dreams? That’s fucking off limits unless I can finish.”
I can’t help but smile. She doesn’t mind the sex dreams. “Technically, that’s Jax’s fault. He woke you up. The sexual tension between you two is…” My eyes get big. “So I was just helping it along.”
“What the fuck, E?” Jax mumbles, but my attention is back to Everlee as she races across the room in a fury and climbs onto the bed, mounting me.
