The change is instant.
Viper’s hand freezes. His eyes jump to mine, eyes so, so cold and angry.
I gasp as his fingers wrap painfully around my jaw, twisting my face up.
“Weown you, little rabbit,” he snaps. I whimper, his hand squeezing so tight his nails are digging into my flesh. “If I want to touch you, I will fucking touch you.”
He jerks my head back even more, looming over me.
“If I want to cut you and play in your blood, I fucking will. Do you understand?”
I nod, head barely moving in his grip.
“Open your mouth,” he orders.
I obey without thought, jaw dropping open.
I watch in horror as Viper leans down over me, lining up his face to mine, and spits into my open mouth.
The sound that escapes me is undeniably sexual.
“Mine,” Viper growls, digging his fingers into my jaw as I swallow.
“Yes,” I gasp.
He watches me for a few long seconds, eyes impossibly dark, before nodding.
“Good,” he tells me, letting go and stepping back.
I stumble, nearly falling, at the loss of him.
And just like that, the rage is gone, replaced with manic insanity.
“I’m inside you now, little rabbit,” Viper says, tapping a finger against my lips. “Can you feel it?”
I can’t speak. Can’t even nod.
Then he’s gone, walking back through the shop toward the café, trailing his fingertips over the spines of books and humming as he goes.
And I’m broken. Irrevocably broken.
Because there’s no possible justification for why I’m wetter than I’ve ever been in my entire life. No excuse for the fact thatI want, desperately, for him to turn back around and come back to me.
13
ASHTON
“What doyou mean Viper is there?” I say into the phone, panicked.
“It means exactly what I just said,” Sebastian replies coldly. “He’s there. At the café. With Sydney.”
I pull the phone away from my ear and swear, reaching up to tug at my hair. The tape wrapped around my knuckles catches on a few strands, yanking them out. Fuck.Fuck.
“I’m in the middle of fight training,” I snap. “It’s going to take me an hour to get down there. You gotta go over there, Doc. You gotta pull him out of there and?—”
“No,” he says brusquely.
I blink, too shocked to register the words.
