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She jumps, her hand flying to sit over her heart when she hears my voice and I smirk. I’m a dick, but I enjoy keeping this woman on her toes. I always have. “Shit! You startled me. What do you need to know?” She looks me over, a bit wearily at that.
Should I get so much enjoyment out of seeing her jump? Does she think I’m a dumbass for always demanding shit and acting like I do? It never crossed my mind much in the past, but does she think I’m too young for her? I can’t help but wonder if she’s always fucked me because of who my brother is and now continues to do so because of my patch? For some reason that thought fucking bothers me. I want her to desire me for the man I am, not any other reason.
With those random pussy ass thoughts thrumming through my head on repeat, I clear my throat before speaking again. “Uh, right...” My hands fist at my sides, not liking how I’m suddenly feeling all choked up inside. Where the fuck did this come from, anyhow? I’ve never given two shits about what Cherry may think of me. I’ve just taken my pleasure from her and kept going. That’s how it’s supposed to be. Instead I’m babbling on like some idiot who’s never had his cock sucked.
The stove beeps behind her, stealing her attention for a minute. It’s a glorious reprieve with just enough time for my balls to grow back. She puts a dish in the oven, sets the timer and turns back to face me. With her hand on her hip, Cherry’s put all her attention back on me and now I must cough out what I was going to say.
“You, uh, in love with Chaos?” So maybe my nuts weren’t fully on board as that sounded pathetic coming from my lips.
Her mouth drops open, eyes wide; it’s not what she was expecting out of me. “Chaos?” she asks with a squeak, shock laced in her voice.
I nod, and she tucks her long wavy hair behind her ear. I find myself following the movement and wishing I’d thought to do it before she’d had the chance to.
“You think I’m in love with him, or did someone else ask that?”
“I’m asking.” My voice grows gruff.
“Y-you think I’m in love with Chaos?”
She’s avoiding answering and it’s making my throat swell tighter and tighter it seems. “Are you?” I work free, my voice an even deeper grumble.
Her mouth turns up into a bright smile. “No. He’s my best friend.”
“Not even a little bit? Best friends fall in love all the time. Men and women can’t be true friends like that often. I wouldn’t want to be friends like that with a chick.”
“I love him, but not like that. I love all the guys, but they’re all my friends and family. You’re right though, I couldn’t picture you being friends with a woman like that.”
“Friends and family?” I mutter, dejected. I’m not sure if it pisses me off thinking about her loving us all as friends or as fucking blood brothers more than if she was in love with Chaos. All three options are not what I was expecting nor wanting to hear leave her pretty, pouty mouth.
She nods, and I manage to keep my disappointment to myself. It’s rare. I’m usually one to let it be known if I don’t like something, but right now I keep my mouth shut. Last thing I need is to be rejected by the one woman I find myself looking forward to seeing each day.
“I must get the friends with benefits perk then.” Smiling I shrug and attempt to be charming. I’m not very good at it though, never had to be. If I want pussy, well, pussy just comes to me. It’s never been any different with Cherry in that department either.
“You definitely get the perks.” She winks and steps to me. Cherry’s small hand runs up my chest, her short nails lightly scratching over my solid pecs. For some reason her touch has my chest tightening up as well as my groin. That’s fucking new. Started happening recently and even more so when I saw her in Chaos’s arms. Not that I want to think of that or her in anyone else’s arms for that matter. I must be spending too much time in bed with only her for me to be feeling territorial over her ass.
“You fuck anybody else recently?”
“Wha-what?” Her voice falters, the smile dropping away. Her hand stays planted against my pec, which is good. I’d have been a bit pissed if she backed off all together.
“You fuckin’ anyone other than me this week?” I can’t help but be curious and want her pussy to only have my cock filling it up. I can satisfy her enough that she doesn’t need to go elsewhere; I know it. Maybe I should start fucking her a few more times a day, just to make sure she’s too whipped out to be with anyone else.
Her head quickly moves side to side. The shake telling me what I want to know. About fucking time, I get one answer I want since coming in here. Well, besides knowing she’s not in love with one of my brothers. I sound like a crazy possessive asshole even to myself, no wonder she’s nervous, damn near stuttering out replies.
“Good, I don’t want you on anyone else’s dick while you’re on mine,” I claim and watch her nibble her lower lip, clearly thinking over my demand. There’s not shit to contemplate, though. I’ll get my way, even if I have to cave a brother’s nose in to prove my point.
“I won’t initiate anything…you have my word. However, I can’t turn the other brothers down…you know how things work, Odin,” Cherry replies softly.
Damn it. I do know how things are supposed to be when she’s a club whore. I have no right to tell her to stay out of my brothers’ beds. Rather than let it fuck with me too much right now and throw a fit, I let the thoughts go. I have too much on my damn plate now to be getting worked up over my “fuck buddy.” In the end, that’s what she says we are, so I gotta respect that and stop acting like my nuts have shriveled up.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t have said that. You do what you gotta do, I get it.” With a grin, I tuck her hair behind her ear again. The locks fell free and I prefer it out of her face. I love seeing her perfect lips and sparkling irises when he stares at me. “What are you making anyhow?”
She begins to speak the same time I do but stops with my question. “Oh! Dinner, are you hungry?”
“Not yet. I was gonna bitch at you for being on that ankle though. However, you seem to be walking better already, you got lucky. Be careful woman, and yell at us if you need anything at all.”
“I will. Thank you.” As I turn away, she asks, “You’re leaving?”
Squeezing her hip, my smile drops, thinking of what I must do. “Yeah, I’m going to see if Viking has made it back yet. If not, I want to check out the state of the house at least. There’s no telling what that place may look like after they were both pissed. I have no doubt Viking or Princess broke plenty of shit when they were fighting. I don’t want either of them to come home to find a fucked-up place when they need to be able to concentrate on working through their shit.”
