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But when Red did it…
Yeah, my shit was fucking hard, and I’d adjust it if she wasn’t fucking snarling at me. She might say something else to me if I did, and the asshole in my pants just might get a little harder. I pushed some restless curls out of my face. “Okay.”
I mean, what else was there to say? And why the fuck had she come in here the way she had? Saying those things…
Her nod was curt after her statement, and words left me. She’d gotten what she wanted, and my fucking cock was hurting. What the fuck? She eyed the bathroom. “Is someone sleeping in here?”
She noticed my bedding in the tub, and it was a surprisingly decent place to sleep. It wasn’t comfortable by any means, but it was big. It had to be to accommodate Thatcher’s ass, and sleeping there was certainly better than running into Dorian and my sister.
I kept my shudders at the thoughts internal, and these days, it didn’t matter where I slept anyway. I didn’t get comfortable and got the same hours of sleep regardless of what I did. A strong reason for that was Red and all our drama shit.
At least, recently. I licked my lips. “What—”
I cut myself off by my own accord. I raised a finger to Red, indicating one moment before I crossed over to the door.
I threw my fist into it.
One sharp hit and several curses sounded from the other side. I laughed. “Get the fuck away from the door before I end you.”
“Fuck you,” drifted back in to me, a combination of Thatcher and Wells and their nosy shit. I got more cursing before their voices trickled away, and when a door slammed, I realized they’d left. I guess if they couldn’t listen in, they weren’t going to bother sticking around.
Little asswipes.
These were my friends, but again, they were at least talking to me and without attitudes. Pretty much everyone was talking to me these days, but I was still getting cold shoulders from the adults. My parents…
“Wolf, why are we in the bathroom?”
That’s right. Red.
I shifted, propping a foot back against the door. “You tell me.”
We wouldn’t be in here if she hadn’t come in like a fucking hurricane. She was a category five at this point, and I watched as she worked her hand through red strands. Her scent hit the air, and I did adjust myself.
Relax.
It’d been impulses that had gotten her beneath me in the woods, and her mentioning my brother. I didn’t like them hanging out together. Platonic as it seemed to be or not. This girl was mine. Fucking mine.
Relax.
It was hard to with Red’s tits like a foot and a half away from me. This girl had curves for fucking days, and the way I’d fill my hands with them. Fill them with her, licking her. She turned me into a beast that I didn’t like.
But these days, I’d been trying to be better. I tried so damn hard. I mean, I let her go no matter how pointless the attempt. She was still in my head, and I couldn’t control it.
You’re a monster.
I knew this, but I had tried. I did for her.
And she was coming over to me, no makeup on her face. Her lips were naturally red even without her usual lipstick. They were freckled like her skin, plump.
“I want to have sex with you,” she repeated, and the front of my joggers threatened to split. Fuck. She shrugged. “You and I like having sex, so we should just have sex.”
We’d had sex, and it’d been a mistake. It got her back in my head again, my chest…
Ignoring the tightness, I shook my head. “I heard what you said. I’m not hard of hearing.”
“Are you sure? Because I’ve had to repeat myself several times.”
Red’s sass never failed to do something for me, but in this case, it was pissing me off. I braced my arms to keep from grabbing her. “You know what I mean. Why are you saying this? Asking this?”
