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This might be the most juvenile thing I have said in my adult life. For fucking Christ’s sake. I’m a thirty-year-old man. I just don’t know how to react to her hostility. I might deserve it, but it doesn’t mean that I’m going to just take it.
I reach out and snatch her wrist, pulling her on top of me. I flip her over and restrain her arms over her head, straddling her body, pressing my knees tightly together to pin her legs in place.
I bow down and lock my gaze to hers. “Make me, brat. I was trying to be cordial. I brought you breakfast. I knocked, and you didn’t answer, and I didn’t want things to get cold. Now, if you agree to stop trying to murder me by pillow, I will let you up. But I’m not leaving. This is my day to watch you, and I’ll ensure that you don’t sneak off to my brothers. You’ve already gotten under their skin.”
She doesn’t make it easy and thrashes, wiggling and moving so much that she manages to break free and knee me right in the cock. I grunt and lose all my strength, flopping right on top of her. She gasps as my weight steals her breath, and I quickly flip back over with her on top of me. My face scrunches in pain, but all I can think about now is how I might’ve accidentally hurt her.
That was the last thing I wanted to do.
“Kinsey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to crush you. Shit. Are you okay?” My muscles bunch and I trace my hand over her without touching her.
Something shifts in her expression, her anger softening as she tilts her head. The spice of her rage morphs into something incredibly sweet, reminding me of marshmallows and caramel, something delicious and addictive. My mouth waters as she doesn’t move.
Is that lust? Absolutely. It radiates from her, her body warming against mine even more.
“I—I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me. I’m tough.” Snatching one of the discarded pillows from beside us, she picks it up and plows me in the face with it. Planting her palms down, she pushes her weight onto the pillow, smothering me. “But you’re still fucking in trouble. How dare you come in here and try to boss me around.”
I don’t move, relaxing my muscles, losing myself to her body squirming as she finally releases me and slides away only to hit my hard cock with her back. I’m about to risk losing it, but I flex it, tapping it to her.
Her eyes widen, and she smacks her palms to my chest and gets off me, hopping to her feet. She retreats around the bed, using it like a wall between us, and she crosses her arms over her chest.
“You better watch that thing. Don’t think I won’t ensure that you can’t procreate.” Kinsey points at me again, her expression adorable and far from scary.
She’s not mad either. She’s all talk. Her scent and body language tell me otherwise. But I won’t push her. Her closeness is a gift I need to earn. I won’t do anything despite what her order declares. I want her mind on board. I—fuck me. This was a mistake.
“It’ll be the only way I ever touch you on purpose,” she adds, burning a look.
“I believe it, little brat. I have a feeling that you might try to neuter all of us in our sleep. It keeps me up at night.” I press my hands into the floor and get to my feet, dusting myself off even though there’s not a speck of dirt in this room.
“You got that right.” She gingerly slides back on her bed and eyes the tray of food, the sound of her stomach rumbling drawing my attention. “Now, if you don’t plan to leave, go sit over there. I want to enjoy my breakfast, and I can’t do it with you hovering over me.”
I tighten my jaw and hide my expression. Because there’s nothing more that I want than to help her enjoy her breakfast by hand-feeding her and discovering exactly what she likes the most. I’ll just have to watch her from a distance, I suppose. Not that it’s a bad thing. It already takes everything in me not to drop to my knees and apologize for my behavior. But I’m a goner if I do. I don’t want her to like me. I don’t want to test my restraint even more.
It already kills me seeing that she has one of my pillows. It’s like she wants to be my tormentor, but she also doesn’t understand that I’m far from tortured. I crave to see what else she tries to take. To see what she does without thought. Because I don’t even think she realizes what she does to every single one of us.
“Fine by me.” I smirk at her and head to the sitting area, plopping down on the recliner. I sit back and rest my feet up, crossing my arms.
She glares at me, staring at her, and our gazes go to war, refusing to break away from each other. She absent-mindedly feels around to navigate the tray, picking up the chocolate croissant, and bringing it to her lips. She tears into it, biting and chewing like a rabid animal, and it gets to me in a good way. I like that she challenges me. I enjoy her testing everything I do. It makes me feel stronger. More powerful. I can’t wait to...
I lose the battle and divert my gaze, rubbing my hands into my eyes, trying to clear my mind.
Kinsey laughs out loud, her voice ringing through the air. She knows she has won, and all it does is make me yearn to challenge her over and over again. Push her limits. See exactly what I can get away with.
She takes a bite of the cut-up orange next, letting the juice trickle down her chin. “Today is going to be so fucking fun. What are you getting me for lunch? What’s on your agenda, Wilder? You won’t survive just sitting there all day. I know guys like you. You always have something you need to take care of.”
I drop my hands and rest my elbows on my knees. “Actually, the only responsibility I have today is you. But if you want to help out, how about you let me know your dealer’s name, and I can pass it along to my brothers. We would like to get our hands on some suppressant pills for Holly.”
Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “What?”
“You know what will be coming soon. We want to be able to help Holly the best we can. She needs to be able to learn to be a beta. We can’t expect her to stay hidden forever. She deserves some normalcy.” If she were in any other pack, she wouldn’t have to face such a life, but I don’t trust the king. I’m certain he was responsible for my mother’s death, despite what he claims. I was old enough. I saw how he treated her. They weren’t in love, and she was just a trophy given to him by another territory. He destroyed them. He destroyed her. And I think he just wanted to destroy Holly because she reminded him of her. I won’t let it happen.
Kinsey shakes her head, dropping her fork to her plate. “No. They will know I told you guys. They’ll come after me.”
I suppress my anger, closing my eyes. “Why do you think that? I’m sure they deal to a lot of people.”
“Not omegas. They’ll know. They’ll also wonder who you’re getting them for. It’s a bad idea.” Kinsey trembles in her spot, her fear ignited.
I groan. “Come on. You can’t really think that—”
