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Rook: Is this an assassination attempt?
Me: You’re not famous enough for it to be classified as more than a murder.
There was a longer pause.
Was he not going to come?
He wasn’t really that afraid of Ebony, was he?
Me: Where are you???
Rook: Wait. You’re serious?
Me: Crystal.
Rook: Crystal serious?
Me: Do you want to bang me in his room or not?
Me: You bang me or he does. Your choice.
Rook: Put it like that, death’s a small price.
I dropped the phone down on Ebony’s lap and shifted back on his bed. A low growl sounded from Ebony’s chest as he read the texts, and his eyes flicked up to me where I was laying, leaning my cheek on my fist as I watched his every reaction.
“I didn’t say you could look at me,” I said.
A sneer curled his lip, but to my surprise, he dropped his gaze back down. “He’snotcoming in,” he hissed.
Bolstered by what he was willing to do already, I smiled. “He certainly is.”
“You think I’d allow that—andyou don’t even plan on letting me fuck you?” Something feral rose in his voice as he said it.
I shifted to the edge of the bed, and rolled on my back so my head was hanging off the side and I was gazing into Ebony’s upside down thundercloud eyes. I couldn’t help grinning.
He was hot and dangerous. And he was also ridiculous. This was just a room, but he was more mad about inviting someone in than he was that I’d wrecked it. “Well,” I said, reaching out and brushing his cheek with my fingertips. “We’re about to find out.”
By the way he leaned into that touch ever so slightly, like a man dying of thirst, I had the sudden and shocking realisation that this was about to work.
He was going to let me do it.
“Rook’s pack. His claim counts the same,” I said.
Another growl rose in the air, and it sent heat spiking through my veins.
“Oh.Shit.” I glanced up to see Rook leaning against the door frame. “He’sinthe room?”
“Heis right fucking here,” Ebony snapped, about to turn, but I cupped his cheek more insistently.
“Shh,” I whispered, tugging his chin up and pressing my fingers to his lips. He looked like a feral dog about to snap its leash. But he clenched his jaw, eyes burning as he re-fixed his gaze on his hands as if it physically hurt.
Holy.Shit.
I rolled over so I was upright, then leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Good boy,” I said loud enough that Rook would hear.
Ebony’s hand snapped up and he seized my hair, dragging my face an inch from his. His chest was heaving and his eyes burning as he fought the urge to… Well, I wasn’t quite sure. Slowly, with a pained expression, he released my hair and lowered his hand back to his lap.
“And youwon’ttouch yourself,” I added.
