Until there’s a sharp slap from my laptop, and I shoot up. Kaden’s left hand is pressed firmly to the silver back of my device, his new tattoos in full view. They’re gothic block numbers, the black ink slightly scabbed over from the healing process.
I’ve been wracking my brain on what they could mean, but nothing has come to me as of yet.
“Whothe fuckis Dylan?“ His voice modulator morphs and croaks, giving away its robotic twinge. But it doesn’t diminish the danger of the question. I catch the hint of raw jealousy in his bite, making me shiver as I ease cautiously back in my chair.
Fuck. He probably saw the message thread I left open…
My chest tightens as a knot forms in my stomach. I feel guilty. Like I’ve just been caught doing something I shouldn’t be, even though I turned down Dylan’s advances. My words stutter as I try to redirect the situation. “H-he’s a friend—”
Kaden tilts his head in that taunting manner that has my lips slamming shut as he leans down in front of me, our noses leveling. “Oh? Just a friend, hmm?”
I nod slowly, his dark pools holding me in a vice. “Yes. Just a friend.”
My brother’s thick brows rise. There’s a tense moment where I don’t breathe—don’t think—until his hand moves so quickly I can’t process what’s happening as his fingers curl around my throat tightly. My lips part on a gust of air that’s sucked from my lungs.
“I know the game you’re playing, Melody,” he purrs dangerously, his gaze sinking to my lips before flicking back up.
“How do you know my name?” I whisper.
His other hand curls into my hair, his thumb brushing over my flushed cheeks. “I’m your phantom, pretty girl. I know everything.”
My eyes flutter, lust and desire mix like fire and gasoline in my lower belly. I’m so wet that my bare thighs are beginning to stick together.
Kaden’s grip tightens, restricting my airway as he lightly shakes me. “Your friend can’t do the things I do to you. While he wishes he had a taste, I’ll still have you on my fucking tongue.”
I nod, his hand squeezing further.
“I’m going to eat you alive,” he growls as he presses his forehead to my temple.
I close my eyes, the lightheadedness becoming consuming as the edges of my vision darken like curling shadows. He pulls away so quickly that my gasp shoots from me, and I gulp in air. My chest rises and falls quickly, the skin there red and blotchy.
He hooks his hands under my knees before shoving me back. He forces my legs apart, using the armrest to hold my knees as my dress rides up. My purple panties flash, and I try to close my thighs before a stinging slap meets my ass.
Kaden fists my hair at the nape of my neck, yanking my head back. “You stay right there. If you move, I’ll make you get on your fucking knees for me.”
My lipsquiver. “Okay.”
He draws back slowly, rubbing his hands over my inner thighs tenderly. His fingers bite into my flesh in a possessive manner, turning my skin red as he drops to his knees.
Alarm bells ring as my hands fumble for his shoulders. He’s staring at my pussy like it’s dessert, and I can’t help my self-consciousness. “Wait! I’ve never—”
He grabs my cheeks roughly, cutting off my words as he scowls dangerously. “You don’t fucking interrupt, do you understand? You’re going to let me eat this pretty pussy until you’re soaking my face.”
“Okay,” my voice is muffled by my squished lips as I ease back into the chair.
His finger hooks into my panties, flesh on flesh, making me feel unbearably hot as he pulls them to the side. His pupils dilate at the sight of me, glistening and aching for his touch. I’m so exposed to him in this position.
“So fucking perfect,” he mutters, mesmerized as he slicks a finger through my folds. Molten lava courses through me, and my hips shift shamelessly.
I want to beg for more.
I want his tongue on me.
I want him to claim me.
His eyes roll up to mine, pure desire and need darkening them. “No good man deserves this.”
“Then leave me alone,” I whisper.
