Page 40 of Delirium


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Landon clears his throat from behind us, and I resist the urge to glare at him. Fucking cockblocker.

“As much as I hate to interrupt this, and I truly do—” he sounds sincere— “you guys need to join me in the lobby. Raymond has some information for us.”

Ellie sits up so abruptly that her forehead whacks my nose. I groan in pain as I roll away from her, cursing under my breath.

“Information?” Ellie doesn’t seem embarrassed that she’s sitting in front of Landon with her hair disheveled, tits on full display, and bite marks on her skin.

“Yeah.” Landon’s gaze dips to her bare breasts, and he swallows convulsively. He forces his eyes away with what appears to be a Herculean amount of effort.

I understand only too well.

It takes all my self-control not to keep my gaze pinned on Ellie’s perfect, naked body. All my self-control not to tug her panties down, line my cock up with her entrance, and?—

Fucking hell, Ryker. Focus!

Ellie nods seriously and begins to rearrange her clothes so she’s covered. The two of us watch her with the same soul-churning intensity. My girl looks beautiful, both taking her clothes off and putting them back on. I’m so fucking hard, it’s almost painful. Correction—it is painful. I want nothing more than to wrap my hand around my length and stroke myself to completion. I can’t seem to peel my gaze away from her perfect tits, now encased in lace, as she nimbly does up the buttons of her white blouse. With her legs parted the way they are, I can see her pink panties and the wet spot directly over her center.

Landon makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat.

Once again, I wait for the rush of jealousy to barrage me at the knowledge Landon’s staring at my half-naked girl.

It doesn’t come.

What the fuck?

To give my hands something to do, I tug up my hood and then move toward the far corner of the room.

Ellie is standing now, and if her lips weren’t red and swollen, I might’ve believed that the last few minutes never happened.

But they did.

For a few moments, I had claimed Ellie irrevocably. She had been mine and only mine.

I slide my gaze toward Landon, who’s watching Ellie with nothing but love and heat, and fear slides down my spine, leaving a chill in its wake.

How can I compete with Landon?

How can I compete with all my friends that I love like brothers?

Do I even want to, if the price of winning would be their unhappiness?

I can’t do that to them, can I?

A boulder lodges in my throat, making it nearly impossible to draw in a full breath.

I’m a selfish bastard most of the time, but am I willing to be one when it comes to my best friends? Yet, can I stand by and allow them to have the only girl I’ve ever loved? The only girl I’ll ever love?

Fear expands the knot in my throat, and I place a hand against the wall to steady myself.

I can’t do that to them, can I? I can’t do that to Ellie, either. I see the way she looks at them.

The same way she looks at me.

The boulder in my throat shrinks to my stomach, and I desperately fill my lungs with fresh, clean air.

Later.

I can think about all of this later.

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