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Beast snarls at him like some feral dog and Connall holds his hands up and laughs. “I mean,Grim.”
“Connall,” I mutter back, hating the fact my cheeks are heating at the way Beast is reacting right now, but more so from a sudden burst of jealousy that I’ve no right to feel. He has every right to fuck whoever he wants. He’s not mine, and I’m certainly not his. After our meal at Saporihe kept things strictly professional, as though that night never even happened.
It stings.
“You did good,” Connall adds with a smile that is way more flirty than it should be.
“Don’t fucking encourage her!” Beast snaps, shaking Dougie like a rag doll. I can tell that he really wants to do that to me, and probably Connall too.
“I did what I had to do,” I shrug, flicking my gaze to Connall who picks up Hudson and carries him off to the other side of the park where their car is situated. The guy is just as built as Beast, but a lot more friendly, which is just as well because I don’t think I could handle two moody fuckers right now. I’m already at the end of my rope.
“You disobeyed me! I told you to stay put!” he says as soon as Connall is out of earshot.
“And I told you I could deal with this myself!” I shout back.
“You called me first, remember?!” he argues.
Dougie groans again, and with an annoyed sigh, Beast pulls back his fist and punches him in the face. The sound of more bones breaking is loud in my ear, and even I wince. That’s got to fucking hurt. Dropping Dougie, who’s now passed out cold, he stalks towards me, all pent up anger and tense shoulders. I can see the muscle in his jaw flickering with how tightly he grits his teeth.
Despite the fact I know he won’t hurt me, I find myself backing up away from him. When my back hits the wooden base of the slide, and Beast boxes me in with his body, air rushes from my lungs as heat pools low in my belly.
“You’re pushing your fucking luck with me,Princess,” he growls, gripping my jaw in his huge hand, his face so close I can smell alcohol, coffee and peppermint on his breath.
“Get your hands off me!” I grind out through gritted teeth, angry that we’re back to this again. This push and pull that drives me insane.
He smiles, or rather bares his teeth at me. “Make me.”
Reaching up between us, I shove him in his chest. Even I know that’s a stupid fucking move, the guy’s made of stone and steel and of course, he doesn’t budge an inch.
“Really?” he says, cocking a brow. “Is that all you got? I thought I taught you better than that.”
Instead of taking that opportunity to knee him in the balls, I end up curling my fingers into his t-shirt and saying something really fucking stupid instead. “Believe me, I’ve got all the skills and more, I just don’t think you’d be able to handle them.”
“Handle them?” he scoffs, shoving his thigh between my legs before grabbing my wrists and pinning them to my side. For a moment my brain short-circuits at the feel of his thigh pressing against my pussy. “You might be able to handle a fewboys, but you can’t handle a man like me, Princess,” he says, his voice low, filled with a mixture of rage and something that seems suspiciously like lust.
I have to tense every single muscle in my body so he doesn’t feel me trembling from his touch. I’m not scared of him, the exact opposite in fact. It’s all I can do not to rub myself against him like the fucking horny bitch I am.
“Are you sure about that?” I reply, my voice unrecognisable even to my own ears.
I sound like a woman well versed in seducing men, not an inexperienced virgin. A sore point of mine, but the truth nevertheless. Despite being surrounded by very fuckable men, I’ve got as much of a chance of losing my virginity as Mother Theresa. My dad would kill any man who dared try to kiss me, let alone fuck me. The only reason he’s allowed my friendship with Hudson is because of how smart he is and the fact Hudson treats me like his sister and nothing more. Though that might change after what happened today.
“Well?” I taunt, pissed off and hurt andachy, and by achy I mean turned on.
Beast’s nostrils flare and for one clit-pulsating second I think he’s going to kiss me. Instead he steps back, slides one arm around my back, and the other arm behind my knees, then lifts me up into his arms bridal style.
“Put me down! I can walk, you know!” I screech, fucking sick of him chucking me around like a rag doll.
His grip tightens. “I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Next time you go rogue I’m going to put you on a damn leash! Count your blessings that I don’t make you crawl across this field for disobeying me.”
“Fuck you,” I mutter, wincing as the pain in my side grows from a dull throb to a stabbing pain now that the adrenaline from the fight is beginning to wear off. “I thought we were past this caveman bullshit.”
“That was before you ignored me. AGAIN! Next time I tell you to do something, you motherfucking do it!” he booms, stepping over Dougie, before pressing the heel of his boot against the neck of the guy whose arm I broke. He thrashes around, gurgling, his face going redder and redder by the second. “I want you to pass on a message to that prick when he wakes up. Come for Hudson or my girl again and not only will his guts end up as a necklace hanging around his throat, I will cut his motherfucking heart out and serve it up to Princess on a platter. Got it?”
The guy nods, or at least I think he does, because I’m hyper focused on the fact that Beast just called mehisgirl.
“Did you just—?”
“Good!” Beast retorts, lifting his heel off the guy's throat and completely ignoring me as he strides towards the car.
