Page 21 of Twisted Iron


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“I’ll come. I’m bored anyway.”

Her lie betrayed her when her stomach loudly rumbled as she reached my side.

“Never lie, doll. You always get caught eventually.”

She stomped out the door ahead of me, and I snagged her by the upper arm, hauling her against the nearest wall. I slammed her back into it, pressing the hard lower half of my body into hers.

“Don’t fucking walk away from me. I lead. You follow. No fucking bullshit.”

“Fine.” Her eyes darkened a shade, and I knew I’d pissed her off.

My gloved hand released her, flexing a couple of times. “Don’t make me touch you again.”

“You’re always grumpy,” she complained, turning her head to look down the empty hall in both directions. “Which way?”

“Left.” I didn’t bother to look behind me as I headed toward the dining room, but I could hear her breathing. So far, she listened.

“Why use doll?”

Damn. She sure was persistent.

“Why do you dislike it?” I shot back.

“I don’t.”

A dark chuckle left my lips.Pretty little liar.“Yeah, you do.”

We reached the dining room, and I paused to watch Devil, Manic, and Raiden fill plates from the buffet. Cowboy had already finished his by the looks of it. An empty plate pushed away to his left. He sipped coffee from a mug with the Tasmanian Devil plastered across the front. His hat tipped back as he smiled with a lopsided grin. He appeared relaxed, something I envied.

I’d never admit it aloud, but it didn’t change the facts.

Spinning around, I found Henny hopping from foot to foot. Her bottom lip sucked into her mouth as she glanced at my brothers and their full plates. She seemed nervous or apprehensive or maybe just fucking antsy because she was hungry. A soft sigh escaped her pouty mouth.

We didn’t want to be predictable. Let her wonder what we had planned.

“Stop fidgeting, doll,” I ordered, announcing our arrival.

She glared at me, her expression murderous.

Oh yeah. She hated that nickname, and I didn’t have a clue why it upset her, but I fucking enjoyed the havoc it caused. Hercheeks flushed with irritation while her green eyes glittered with something close to a threat.

Intrigued, I had the sudden desire to push harder, to watch those pretty pink lips pop open in frustration before they wrapped around my cock.Fuck.She’d suck me down greedily too. Henny didn’t do anything without all her effort. I could tell.

The kind of girl who gave as good as she got. My dick swelled in my jeans, straining against the zipper as I suppressed a groan. Little tease with her tight ass and prim demeanor. My cock hardened whenever she swished her hips, taunting me.

I wanted to make her dirty. Filthy. Coated in my cum, sweaty, and her thighs trembling from the exertion.

And that pissed me off.

“Have a seat, doll.” With a scowl, I gestured toward the table. “Pres has a few questions.”

“I’m not a toy,” she hissed.

“Better watch what you say,” Devil threatened, joining the conversation. “I don’t have a problem with him taking you back to your room for a lesson.”

Henny’s mouth snapped shut, and she hurried to the table, sitting as far from anyone as possible.

I couldn’t help snickering.

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