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Bass stops her, gripping her hips and holding her in place on his lap. “God-dammit woman, wait, I’ll move out of your way. Rub your ass over me again like that and I’ll put another baby in you right here, right now.”
“When was it that Zeke called?” Drake asks, letting go of Stella and reaching for his jacket. “I swear I didn’t see you pick up your phone.”
Son of a bitch. He smirks at me knowingly, but I’m not in the fucking mood right now.
“I said get out!” I shout once more, holding my brother’s gaze, noticing no one else is in a hurry to leave.
“Well, I’m out,” Ruby shouts, hurrying down the stairs, not waiting for Jax to follow her out.
“Yeah, so are we,” Scar follows, Ace right behind her, giving everyone a nod to follow him out.
“Alright Angelface, let’s bounce,” Drake calls out to Stella, who picks up her sweater and moves to follow him.
“She stays,” I snap, glaring at the two of them. Drake’s eyebrows raise quizzically, scowling intently at me, well aware of the jealousy coursing through my veins. Though it’s Stella’s wide-eyed gaze, perplexed and afraid, that makes the blood rush to my cock.
“What the fuck why?” Bass calls out, coming over to where I’m standing. His silver-eyed glare is oddly familiar. It’s the same eyes that haunt my every waking thought only on him, they’re not as unnerving. I do not have the energy to deal with his protective ass right.
“Stand down, Sebastian,” Jade warns, taking his hand in hers. “Let’s leave them to it. I’m sure he’ll make sure Stella gets home safe.”
I don’t acknowledge either of them. My sole focus remains on Stella, who looks up at Drake for rescuing. There is no saving you from me, Dollface.
“I’ll wait for you out front,” Drake mutters under his breath, but I know he’s aware I can hear him.
“No need, she’ll be awhile. Like Jade said, I’ll make sure she gets home safe. Besides, don’t you have somewhere to be?”
It’s Friday night, and I know for a fact Drake’s been sneaking off who knows where every Friday night for the past four months. It started with the cage fights. Every other Friday, Drake and I would venture out to the town of Bishop Hill, about an hour north of Pleasant Hills, and back to the old, abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town near the train tracks we used to go to before we came to Hillcrest.
It had been months since we’d gone back, but Drake’s fists ached to slam into the nearest asshole who wouldn’t rat us out to daddy for breaking their precious face.
Besides, he direly needed the money.
Lately, the money has tripled and although he’s beat up and bruised more often than not; I know there’s something else that has his attention.
“If you insist,” Drake sighs, leaning over and placing a tender kiss on Stella’s forehead. “Call me if you need me,” he whispers, and it makes my blood fucking boil to see him so close to her and hear him whisper things he has no business saying to her.
I need to have a serious talk with my best friend.
Drake steps toward me, patting me on the back as he passes by. “What, I don’t get a kiss?” I mock, but he simply chuckles and continues walking. Once he’s down the stairs and out of sight, I turn back to Stella who now not only looks confused and slightly afraid, but also pissed the fuck off.
Holding her gaze, I reach into my pocket for my phone, dialing up Remi’s number.
“What do you want, Saint?” she sneers instead of greeting me with a hello. “The bars swamped. It’s why I sent Lexie up to take care of you guys. Although I see your friends heading out the front door.”
“No one is allowed upstairs right now. Do you hear me?” I spat into the phone. Stella watches me with a blank expression, unsure of what my plan for us is. Well, that makes two Dollface.
“But why?” I hear Remi whine into the speaker.
“Because I said so.”
She chuckles, her tone of voice shifting from annoyed to amused. “I noticed everyone except your little princess walked out that door. Care to share what you’re up to?”
“Goddamn Remi, just do as you're told. No one is allowed upstairs until I say otherwise.”
I hang up the phone before she can answer back, shoving it into my pocket before I approach her. Stalking toward her like a lion eager to pounce on the frightened sheep, aching to maul her and feast on her, devouring her whole.
Her expression changes to mirror mine, desire and need clouding her gaze. My hands shake at my sides, begging to run all along her body, touching every inch of sacred silky skin. She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, biting down on the soft flesh, while her body leans back onto the pool table. Wanting. Waiting. Willing me to come.
I can visibly see her heartbeat vibrating through the veins of her neck, her chest rising and falling with unsteady breaths. Hunger ravages through me, consuming every remaining bit of my sanity. All I can think of at this precise moment in time is how badly I want to sink my teeth into her and steal a taste of the virginal angel that drives me crazy with need.
