“I own you, Red,” I murmured. “And you’re going to wear it, or no deal.”
“Stop calling me that!”
“Would you prefer ‘servant’? What about ‘slave’?” My gaze ran down her body, noticing how much she’d filled out since the last time I’d seen her at sixteen. Fantasies of cupping those perfect tits fogged my mind.
Tingles crawled down my spine, and my hand twitched, longing to touch her, mark her, ruin her for anyone else.
Shit.
Get a grip, Killian.
Lexi wouldn’t have agreed to this deal in exchange for the cost of the trip, but promising not to humiliate Micah every chance I got had pushed her over the edge. She was too self-sacrificing not to go for it, which made what she did before I left San Carlo even more confusing.
“Sorry for interrupting.” Axel lumbered into the room and threw his gym bag on the floor beside a pile of dirty clothes. His brow arched at the costume on my bed. “Are you two about to partake in some role-play fun?”
I backed away from Lexi. “She’s working for me for the next few weeks. Cleaning, laundry, and whatever else I want.”
Axel’s grin set alarms off in my head. “Anythingyouwant? How about me?” He licked his lips as his attention lingered on her chest.
“Not a fucking chance, Ax.” I barely restrained a snarl.
He arched an eyebrow at me again and stared like he did in class. Could he see my perfect façade slipping because of this girl? Did he sense the storm of rage brewing in me?
Did my best friend know how much restraint it took to keep my fist from flying at his face right now?
Forget the maid outfit. No way in hell could I keep calm with dozens of horny college assholes drooling after her. I couldn’t even stand my best friend eye-banging her.
“Your clingy sorority girl is downstairs.” My roommate’s eyes glazed over as he stared at Lexi, probably building a fantasy around her in the maid outfit.
For shit’s sake, I didn’t need to deal with Lorelei right now. The more she tried to sink her claws in, the more I loathed her. She caught me at a weak moment the other night when I was drunk and sucked me off, but the entire time I’d pictured Lexi’s mouth around my cock instead of hers.
I shook off the images before I got hard and shifted around to cut off Axel’s view of my new pet. “You can start by cleaning my room, Lexi.”
“You want a maid?” She glared at me. “Hire one.”
“That wasn’t the deal, and you know it.”
With an exasperated sigh, her lips pursed as she surveyed the nearly spotless space. “But it’s already clean.”
“It needs to be dusted.” I waved toward the pigsty Axel lived in. “His side too.”
He pumped his fist. “Yes! I hate cleaning.”
“Obviously,” she muttered under her breath.
“Hello, sexy thing.” Slate sauntered into my room as he sipped a fruity concoction that probably had enough liquor to get all three of us buzzed. “Who are you?”
He wiggled his eyebrows and blew Lexi a kiss.
Lexi snorted at his over-the-top flirting.
Once again, those fires of fury blazed through me, and the hair on my nape lifted like a predator sensing another. My nostrils flared, every inhalation adding more fuel to the inferno. The dangerous twinkle in Slate’s hazel eyes as he studied Lexi sent my heart into overdrive, my pulse thundering in my ears.
If he didn’t stop looking at her like she was his next fuck buddy, I’d knock him out.
“She’s the help,” Axel said, tossing more dirty clothes on the ground. “Can you do my laundry too?”
Slate set his drink on Axel’s dresser, knowing better than to put it on mine, and made a beeline for Lexi. “Don’t mind if I help myself to this gorgeous creature.”
