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"When we’re together, it's always going to be my turf, Pixie."
She rolls her eyes.
"You're such a pain in the ass," I tell her. Because suddenly I cannot stop looking at her fucking mouth.
"I think you’re —"
With a growl, I cup the back of her head and kiss her.
I’m not happy about it, but I do. I kiss the tiny, sweet-smelling, sassy, full-of-herself, blonde fairy who has the potential to fuck up three men very badly.
It’s a miscalculation. Because she melts into me, her body pressing into mine, her hands gripping the front of my shirt, her mouth opening under mine almost immediately. My tongue strokes along hers and she meets me, thrust for thrust.
Because, of course, she does.
I pull my mouth away and say against her lips, "Tell us to leave and we’ll leave. But it’s both of us. Or neither of us."
"I kind of hate you," she says.
But she doesn't tell us to leave.
I smile. Then I say, "I know. But it’s kind of fun, right?”
Luna smiles back. “I don’t hate it. I hate you, but I don’t hate it.”
Sweeping my gaze over her mouth, I take a read on what I’m feeling. Anger that Alexsei had his heart hurt. Fear that he might have a relationship with Luna that doesn’t involve me. And lust. For Luna.
It feels out of left field. But it’s not. It’s been simmering, slowly and steadily since that night four months ago. Every time I sit behind her at a hockey game and watch her watch Alexsei, it simmers. Every time I lean forward and sense her stiffen at my closeness. Every time she dismisses me or spars with me or refuses to acknowledge I exist, the heat turns up another millimeter.
And now, standing in her doorway, I’m shocked to realize that it’s burning. I want Luna, too. Not as much as Alexsei does, because he really is head over heels in love with her, or at a bare minimum halfway there, but a whole fucking lot.
But yeah, I want her.
I ease my fingers around the base of her neck and yank her up against me, the hard plane of my body stopping her forward motion. Her soft curves collide with my chest, my thighs. My dick. She gives a gasp in surprise, her eyes widening. Her hair feels like silk beneath my fingers and I marvel at how much I want to explore her body, her feminine and lush hips. I’ve fingered her pussy before, but now I want to taste her mouth.
I give her time to pull away, reject another kiss from me, but she doesn’t. In fact, she tilts her head up and parts her lips in invitation. I lean down and tease my tongue across her bottom lip. She shivers and her hands come to rest on my waist, lithe fingers hooking through the belt loops.
This time when I kiss her, we both dive in. We don’t kiss gently. We attack each other, hard, warring for domination in a hot, plunging tangle of tongues and heat. Kissing her is like a sweet, sexy battle of wills, and I want to win. She tightens her grip at the same time she yanks away, panting lightly, staring at me like she doesn’t know what to do with me. I tug her hair, forcing her head back so I can bury my nose in the delicate curve of her neck and breathe in her spicy scent. I flick my tongue along the vein that’s pulsing below the surface and revel in the hitch to her breath.
Then I lift my gaze, crowding her in the doorway, and pinning her with a hard stare. “Now get inside and suck Alexsei’s dick like a good girl. It’s the least you can do after tormenting him for months.”
She instantly blusters, but I place my palm over the curve of her ass in a slow slide, before giving her a hard smack. “Now,” I growl.
My emotions and my lust are tightly coiled, ready to be unleashed at the slightest provocation.
Luna’s cheeks turn pink, but to my pure fucking delight, she simply turns, steps into the apartment, and reaches for Alexsei.
I step in behind her and slam the door shut.
Alexsei jumps up off the couch, looking alarmed. “What the fuck, man?” he demands. “Why does Luna look…” he studies Luna.
“What?” I ask as Luna moves toward him. “What does she look like? Like a girl who wants to do what she’s told so she can get fucked nice and hard? Because that’s what she is.”
I pull a condom out of my pocket before stripping off my jacket. Moving behind her, I run my fingers through her silken strands. “Isn’t that right, Luna?”
She nods. “Yes,” she breathes.
“Then get on your knees.” I push her down in front of Alexsei and toss the condom on the coffee table.
