No.
No, no, no!
The thought of his gaze sliding up Dove’s bare legs, catching on her hips, and lingering on her breasts… I see red, not as a metaphor, but as an actual flare in my vision.
Tilting my head, I track him over my shoulder like prey.My stance shifts, knees widening, weight dropping over her, ready to launch myself at the threat.
It’s not jealousy.This is older.Darker.Forged into the marrow.
Mine.
That’s the word that slams through me like a hammer to the sternum.
“Did you just—?”Leo’s eyes bulge.“Did I just walk in on your first time, bro?”
By the eight frozen nuts of Hoss…
“Get out!”My cock softens, slipping out of her, as I tuck her beneath the cover of my body.
If he so much as glances at her curves, her piercings, the soft skin I’ve memorized with my mouth, I’ll become the worst version of myself.The version that survived hell by becoming a creature capable of returning it.
“Goddamn, you have a pasty ass.”His thumbs fly over the screen of his phone.“This is too good.”
“Don’t you dare text—”
“Too late.”He holds up the screen.“They’re on their way.”
“She’s naked, you fuck.”My posture goes predatory, chin lowered, eyes up, tracking his every movement.
I bare my teeth.Not smiling.Not friendly.
Claiming.
Promising violence.
Daring him to look at her.
“If I recall,” he says, eyes on his phone, “the night you introduced her, my bedmates and I were naked, in the privacy of our bedroom.Isn’t that right, Dove?”
She makes a noise that sounds like a swallowed laugh and buries her face in my neck.
“Get the fuck out!”My jaw locks so tightly a crack echoes through my ears.
“Wolf…” She sighs.
A growl builds in the back of my throat.My shoulders square, chest rising with an inhale of fire.Every muscle coils, ready to strike first and ask questions never.
“After all the times you’ve walked in on us— Wait.Is that…?”Leo examines my face.“Were you crying?”
“Swear to the holy of holies…” I keep my back to him, blocking his view of her.“I’m going to wrap your braids around your stupid neck until your eyes pop like rotten testicles.”
“Tell me you gave her more than two pumps before your tear-jerking release.”
Clutching her to my chest, I rise to my knees and grab the closest thing I can reach.
My discarded underwear.
She digs her fingers into my shoulders as I twist and fling the dirty shorts at his face.
