“Nothing is different.” His free hand reaches to my throat and he strokes the pulse point. “You know I hate feeling threatened, but you went ahead and did it. You went ahead and fucking pushed me.”
I try to get off him, but he grips my thigh sitting me back down. “I warned you. I’m fucking crazy when it comes to you.”
He’s mad. I can see it in his metallic gaze. The busted knuckles aren’t helping either.
This is the volatile side of Aiden that I should be wary of.
The monstrous side that grandmothers warn their grandkids about.
Still, I keep my chin high. “You took Silver to our pool, too, remember? To spite me.”
“I didn’t take her. She went there herself.”
“Oh, yeah. You just sat with her then. I saw the picture on her IG.”
“That wasn’t me.”
“Then who was it?”
“No one you should worry about, and don’t change the subject. This is about you, sweetheart.”
He flips me around and I cry out as my knees hit the floor. I end up half-lying against the sofa.
“I guess I have to remind who you belong to, huh?” He yanks down my jeans and cold air hits my backside. “I’ll fuck you until you can’t move let alone think about anyone else.”
A tendril of excitement and fear shoot through me. As much as I crave Aiden’s intensity, he’s volatile right now.
Besides, I told him he won’t touch me without telling me a tidbit of his story.
He’s off guard and blinded by anger, so it might be my perfect chance to get something out of him.
You’re playing with fire, Elsa. You’ll burn.
I would rather burn than lose to him all the time.
He yanks the tank top over my head leaving me in only my underwear.
“You’ll pay for every second you spent with him.” He grabs my arse cheeks harshly. “A friend? Fuck that and fuck him for making you think that.”
“What are you talking about?”
“He doesn’t look at you as if you’re a friend. He looks at you like he wants to threaten what’s fucking mine.” The sound of a zipper comes from behind me. “We’ll fix that. You’ll let me fuck you until you can’t move, and then you’ll beg for more, hmm, sweetheart?”
I suppress a moan trying to claw its way out. If I show that I like this, Aiden will take full advantage and consume me until there’ll be nothing left.
“Tell me something.” I grip the sofa’s edge.
He tsks. “You lost the right to negotiate when you fucked up and broke my rules, sweetheart.”
“You don’t have rules.”
He yanks m
y bra open, letting it fall to the ground. My breasts bounce free and my fully erect nipples throb as they brush against the sofa’s edge.
“I do now.” He reaches a hand and pinches my nipple so hard, I gasp. “You don’t go out with other guys. You don’t look at them. You don’t fucking breathe near them. Is that clear?”
I purse my lips shut, refusing to let him have the satisfaction of seeing me agree.