“Well, what do we have here?” he asks as he saunters closer.
“Rhys was just apologising,” Ollie says.
“Fuckingfinally.”
I grimace. “Yeah, I know. I’m an asshole.” I shove myself to my feet, taking this as my cue to leave. “Anyways, I have shit to do. I’ll catch you guys later.” I hurry out of the room before either of them can stop me.
Addicted
Olivia
Theo turns to meand tilts his head to the side as Rhys hurries out of the room like his ass is on fire. “What was that all about?”
My brow furrows as I stare at the closed door. This has been a weird day. “I think we just friend-zoned each other.”And I’m not sure how I feel about it.
Theo snorts before taking in my expression. The amusement drops from his face. “Wait, you’re serious?”
“Completely.”
“Ollie,” he groans as he tips his head back. “You guys are supposed to be getting ready to fuck one another, not shoving each other into the friend-zone.”
I roll my eyes at his antics. “Well, I’m sorry for not adding him to my harem,” I say, my voice thick with sarcasm. I’m pretty sure Theo is the only man in existence who’sdisappointed by that.
“As you should be.” He closes the distance between us, drops his backpack onto the ground, and straddles my hips, pinning me in place.
Harlow grumbles as she picks herself up from where she was sleeping and lumbers out of the room to find another place to sleep.
I don’t pay her any mind, my focus is entirely on the beautiful man straddling my hips. His silver eyes sparkle with mischief and heat as he reaches up to trace my parted lips with his thumb. That small touch has goosebumps exploding across my skin and a shiver dancing down my spine. It’s been several days since the earth-shattering orgasm Alex gave me, and my body is making that known.
“I expect you to make it up to me, princess,” he says, his voice taking on a huskier tone. Dropping his hand, he leans down and teases his lips against mine. “And since he’s not going to be fucking that pretty pussy of yours, I’ll have to do it instead.”
Yes, please.
I grab the back of his head and kiss him hard. He groans into my mouth as he cups the side of my head with calloused hands and takes control of the kiss. His tongue delves between my lips to twine with mine, causing my nerves to spark with pleasure. I moan and arch into him, his cock already hard and thick against my stomach.
Everything that’s happened in the last twenty-four hours—the fight, finding out that the Lodge are in league with the Scourge, and the weird conversation between me and Rhys—falls away. I lose myself in Theo’s expert kisses as he drinks in my moans and gasps until I’m rubbing myself against him and my underwear is soaked.
Theo pulls away from my lips to kiss down my neck, our lips swollen and breathing laboured. He finds that sensitive spot beneath my ear that has me gasping out a curse as my hips buck. He chuckles sinfully against my neck as he shifts to lie beside me and slides his hands beneath my shirt, his palms rough against my soft skin. Those dexterous fingers find my bare breasts and begin playing with my hard nipples.
Fuck. His fingers are like magic, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my pussy. My hands tighten on the back of his head, nails digging into his skull.
“God, you have the most perfect tits,” he groans against my neck before flipping up my shirt to bare them to the cool air. “Absolutely stunning.” His mouth follows his fingers, his lips dragging against my sensitive flesh to wrap around one taunt nipple.
“Theo,” I gasp as I arch into his mouth.
“That’s right, baby. Let everyone know who’s making you feel good,” he mumbles against my breast before moving to my other nipple. With his mouth busy, he uses one hand to hold him up while the other skims down my body to my underwear, cursing when he finds just how wet I am for him. “One day I’m going to make you come from only playing with these perfect tits.” He drags my panties from my body and deposits them to the side. “But not today.” His fingers delve between my thighs to circle my clit with unerring accuracy.
I can only moan in response. Every coherent thought has fled my mind, leaving me a writhing mess of pleasure and need. Zombies or the Scourge could break into the room and I wouldn’t notice or care. My entire focus is on Theo and his magical mouth and hands.
Two fingers dip down and slide into my pussy, causing me to clench around them with a loud moan. I’m so turned on that there’s no resistance, and the stretch feels amazing.
“Is all of this for me?” Theo asks as he grinds the heel of his hand against my clit while his fingers press against my gspot.
“Yes! All yours,” I gasp, shocked at how close to coming I already am.
The smirk on Theo’s face is filled with masculine satisfaction and heat as he continues to fuck me with his fingers. He uses the perfect pressure and speed, urging me toward release with ease. Beneath him, I’m a whimpering, moaning mess as I grind against his hand in desperation.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on my fingers. Such a good girl. You’re going to make yourself come and then I’m going to fuck you and fill you with every drop of my cum. Just like I promised. Now come for me.”
