I grimace at him using that nickname. I'm far from a princess, like he clearly believes. Nothing about my life has been a fairy tale, and I almost want to set him straight and make him shut his big, dumb mouth.
Wraith then says, "I'll know exactly what your next move is…always."
A shiver runs up my spine at his words, but I stand my ground. "I'm not planning on using them against you."I'm going to need them after I get kicked off of this island, I think to myself, but I don't say it out loud.
Wraith stares at me for a long minute before he finally says, "Let's go to the mats."
I follow him over to the corner of the gym where large, padded wrestling mats are on the floor. He stands a few feet away from me with a smirk on his face, and I smirk right back.
"I'm not going to go easy on you," he tells me in Russian.
"I don't expect you to," I confess to him in our native tongue.
CHAPTER 17
JACKSON
KATYA'S NOT IN her room when I check, so I go downstairs to find her. I search the kitchen, the library and every other fucking room in this ginormous house before I finally conclude she must be in the gym.
When I open the door, I hear them before I see them.
Grunting and groaning.
I'm taken aback for a second. I didn't realize that Wraith was even attracted to Katya…and vice versa. And I hate to admit it, but it's a hard hit to my fucking ego. Especially since Katya practically threw herself atmelast night. I turned her down, ultimately, for reasons she'll never know nor understand.
But when I round the corner to catch the two in the act, I see that Wraith and Katya are…training?
Katya stands in a defensive pose while Wraith comes at her. He whispers instructions to her, and she takes him down easily, overpowering him and straddling his lap in victory.
My cock jumps in my sweatpants as I watch the two of them wrestle around on the mats.
Fuck, I'm getting hard just from watching them together.
Wraith bucks her off of him, and they roll until he's on top of her, pinning her arms down. Their mouths are so close to touching, but I can tell this is definitely not sexual in any way…even though I secretly kind of want it to be.
He instructs her on how to break out of his hold, and she listens intently and does exactly what he says…obeying his every command.
My cock grows even harder. Hmm, it seems to like submissive Katya. Probably because it's the exact opposite of how she actually is — a hellcat.
When the two of them finally take a break and stand up, her eyes immediately find me standing there. "Jackson," Katya gasps, my name slipping out of her mouth like a benediction.
And then her eyes slowly scan down my body…and right to the tent I'm currently pitching in my fucking pants, and I almost groan in embarrassment.
I try to hide the evidence of my arousal under my hands before jumping behind one of the elliptical machines, but it's too late. "Hey," I say stupidly, grimacing because I sound like such a tool.
And what does Katya do?
She looks me dead in the eye…and fucking smiles.
"Wanna take Wraith's place?" she asks, batting her long lashes.
Her tone and manner suggest innocence, but I know better. She knows I'm sporting a fucking boner the size of Texas, and now she's just fucking with me.
"Nah," I say, trying to come across as nonchalantly as I possibly can. "I just came to tell you guys that…" Fuck, why didn't I think of something before I started talking?
"Tell us what?" she asks, putting her hands on her hips and cocking her head to the side.
"That lunch will be ready soon," I blurt out like a fucking moron.
