Yeah, I knew about that.
He didn’t know that I knew. But I damn well did.
I’d had to keep an eye on him. He was new to the world, after being protected and coddled in his family home for two decades, which existed inside a Rifted Cradle—couldn’t get more protected than being inside that magical construct of a place.
He might be really fucking smart, but there was a difference between intellectual intelligence and street-smarts. Plus, with his whole savior and white knight complex, he was making himself more vulnerable to being taken advantage of, to having his good nature and powers being used for the personal gains of others.
So, a few times I’d headed that off for him.
Again, he didn’t know about any of it.
“That was just… rage relief.”
“You really can’t process that you enjoy a little submission? Not wanting to lead, but to receive instead doesn’t make you—”
“Stop. Just fucking stop, Win. We’re not having a heartfelt moment here. It was just some rough and raw fucking.”
My words many days ago in that bathroom stall.
Lies.
All fucking lies on my end.
I’d even let Sylas Morgrave’s accusation stand as truth.
“Now, Zayn, if you’re finished using my son like a fleshlight, I’d teleport out. Right now.”
It had disgusted me when he’d uttered those words.
It had disgusted him too. I’d heard it clear as fucking day in his tone. Thinking his son was being used like that by me, as nothing but a thing to get off with…dammit!It wasn’t true.
But I’d let it stand.
I’d thought it would be better that way.
For Win.
“Fuck me while I play with your lovely dick. Pulsing in my hand… I can’t wait until it spurts hot cum all over me.”
Oh, shut up. Just shut the hell up, Win!
I couldn’t get those words I’d overheard spilling from Winter last night out of my head.
It wasn’t supposed to be like that. His connection with that shithead was… it was deep. Already!
“Exquisite ass.”
“Exquisite creature.”
That was Winter’s word during intense fucking.Exquisite.
And he’d lavished it uponhim,on that damned snake! It was my word! Only for me!
I hissed as the pain in my right arm intensified again. I grabbed it with my left and brought it close, examining the deep fucking frostbite there on my outer forearm. Courtesy of that piece of shit, Keuric. Actually, it had happened because of the dragon princess’ interference as well.
I couldn’t be pissed at that gorgeous babe of a dragon, though, because she hadn’t meant any threat toward me. And, sure, she was a hot piece, and I might’ve already added her to myTo Pursuemental list. Not just because she was gorgeous and sexy beyond belief, but because of what I’d been picking up from her as I’d seen her around campus. A soft inner sweetness, a gentleness, which reminded me of a certain somebody else. But that she wore much differently.
Anyway… when her ice had connected with our battling streams, the impact had intensified Keuric’s and hit me.
