Page 101 of Playing with Fire


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“They’re all staring.” I hiss back.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

“I can’t sit on your lap, Kai.” The shortened version slips out for the second time today and I clam my lips shut. I’d heard Sebastian call him it and I liked how it sounded though I never had any intention of using it. It’s intimate. Much too intimate for us.

His eyes heat at the sound, dropping to my lips that I have painted red to pair with my dress.

“I like it,” He tells me, “When you call me that.”

“It was an accident.”

“An accident is breaking a vase,” He grins, “Calling me Kai is a natural progression between us.”

I roll my eyes at how ridiculous that sounds.

“That’s one red handprint on your ass.”

“Sorry?”

“Roll your eyes at me again, you’ll get two.”

Warmth blooms in my core which makes me pulse, only reminding me how hard he took me only hours before. But with his threats I always feel defensive and rebellious, so I lean in, “Is thatsupposed to scare me, Malakai?” My lips are at his ear which I subtly take between my teeth, “You’ll be disappointed to know, spanking me only gets me more excited.”

He makes a low rumbling sound like a growl as his fingers squeeze my hips, “Everyone is watching, Olivia.” He warns, “I have no problem showing them all that you’re mine, but do you?”

I pull back and clear my throat, “Can I sit on my own chair?” I say it louder, making sure they all hear.

He smirks, “No.”

“Fine.”

I spin on his lap, facing the rest of the party, making sure my ass is right over his cock.

“He always this controlling?” I ask the guys.

I ignore the way they’re all looking at us, pretending nothing has changed.

“Always,” Dean is the one to answer, leaning back with a grin. He throws an arm around Willow which has Sebastian growling but ultimately, he does nothing.

The rest of the ride to the hotel is had in jokes and banter, mainly between the three guys and Willow while I wiggle and move every so often against Malakai. I feel his cock twitching under my ass and satisfaction comes over me.

We pull up to the hotel and the driver opens the door. Sebastian is out first, then Willow, followed by Killian and Dean but as I get up to move, Malakai pulls me back.

“Are you trying to kill me?” He rasps.

“Next time,” I kiss the side of his mouth now we don’t have an audience, “Don’t tell me what to do.”

He lets me go this time and I climb out but when he doesn’t follow, I pop my head back in, “Are you coming?”

His neon eyes meet mine and his hand adjusts his dick, still hard and tenting his pants, “I just need a minute.”

A giggle escapes me, “I’ll meet you inside?”

“No, you wait there. Just give me a second.”

“Malakai, it’s cold.” I complain.

“We go in together, Olivia. You’re my wife, you shouldn’t be alone.”