“That explains it. You look just like him, but a hotter version.” I try to flirt but I have never done it before, so I'm not sure if it sounds right or if the fake grin on my face is flirty or murderous.
“This isn’t a good idea, he looks ready to kill us,” Kai whispers.
I smile again. “Good.”
He shakes his head with an uncomfortable smile, and I lean in a little closer. Kai stiffens. I know I shouldn’t do this because he’ll also be on the receiving end of Lev's anger, but I can’t stop myself. Besides, Lev doesn't give a shit, right?
Moving closer to his ear I whisper, “Just go with it.” For a second I get distracted by the encapsulating spicy smell from Kai. Damn, he smells good.
Before I have a chance to pull away, a large familiar hand grabs the back of my neck, making me wince. It’s fucking painful.
“Fuck off, Kai,” Lev says and the flame of passion that has been ignited makes my body sing in delight. I knew it.
Keeping a punishing grip on my neck, he guides me roughly down the hallway, which I remember is the direction of his room.Oh fuck. This is so hot. My cock is begging to be played with right now. It's impossible to keep the victorious smile off my face as he shoves me into his room and then aggressively hurls me onto his bed, like I am weightless maiden, not a grown man.
Turning me over onto my back, he grabs my throat. Shit, I love that move. I want to beg him to grip me harder, but by the wicked squint in his eyes and the menacing line that his mouth is set in, he may actually kill me.
“This what you wanted, doe? You are such a fucking attention whore.''
I whine in response, trying to connect my cock with his, but he keeps himself above me, only touching my throat.
“What was the plan exactly, fuck Kai to make me jealous?”
“Yes, and it worked,” I say.
“I'm not jealous,” he says mockingly, but his actions say otherwise.
“Yeah, looks like you are completely in control, Lev. You fucking want this too so just take me and stop being a pussy,” I taunt, lifting my leg to rub it in between his thighs, feeling the hardness of that beautiful dick. I need it in my mouth right now, or ass, I don't really care as long as I can have it filling me somehow.
He slaps my face and holds it in his grip. I groan as the warm sting lingers and spreads over my cheek. “You should be careful trying to taunt me, doe. You will never win.”
“I think this situation says otherwise.” I smile knowing my weird grin is present. It's only for him.
He smirks back at me knowingly, like he can read my mind. “You are so beyond fucked up, you know that?”
“Yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?” I ask, putting all my dirty intentions of that question behind it with my softer voice.
“I’m gonna fuck you up, doe. Destroy you piece by piece. You wanted my attention and now you fucking have it. You’ll regret it,” he says. His voice sounds like a deadly combination of silk and untamed growls.
“Never, as long as your eyes are on me you can do whatever the fuck you want.” I realize I'm panting in shallow breaths. I’m on the precipice of him finally giving me what I need. What I want.
“As I keep saying, you give yourself to me too easily,” he says.
Lev leans into me and connects our mouths in a violent joining of tongues and teeth that bleed with anger and pure fucking desire. It makes the room feel like it has been set alight. I have come to realize that I am the oil to his flame and nothing but explosive heat exists between us. We need a warning attached to our toxic nature. I don't know what the fuck it is about him, but the pull is too strong to walk away from. Lev overwhelms my mind and it has decided we are claiming him for our own. One taste was never going to be enough. He may kill me, he may control me, but I will not think twice about making his life fucking miserable if he even thinks of leaving me. He is mine now as much as I am his, and I will fuck up the world to keep this little piece of happiness and feeling of belonging, no matter how toxic it seems to others.
Lev moves back and his hand squeezes my cock hard through my pants. Just as I think he is about to get me off, he rises from the bed and walks over to his full-length mirror, putting himself back together.
“Come on, doe, we got work to do,” he says in a neutral tone like we weren’t about to devour each other.
I sit up on the bed. I know my hair looks a mess but I’m pissed that he has stopped. I want to get off.
“What about my dick? You can't leave me like this!”
“You wanted this, doe. I told you I would destroy you and this is part of it. You will have to wait, we need to meet with D.”
I stand up and roughly mess with my hair to make it look like I haven’t just been slammed into a bed and teased. Bastard.
“Fuck you, Lev. Don’t think you’re getting any ass later.”
