I imagined him sleeping in, then rushing out to buy my mom flowers and make it to my house on time for our study session.
I smiled against his lips over the fact that he’d been so earnest and adorable when he’d shown up. Not one sign that he was a deeply delicious dirty boy with dark desires of his own.
I dropped my hand to his thigh and ran it upwards, towards the thick shaft that was throbbing just under his tight jeans. It felt painful, pinched off and desperate for escape.
I wanted to help it, to drag his dick out into the light so I could take him inside of me any way I could get him, mouth or pussy, I just wanted Valen Knight to bury himself in me.
I reached for his button, began to work it to open his pants, when he put his hand on mine and pulled away.
“We can’t,” he said, his voice breathy and filled with anguish, as if I’d broken him. “I don’t want to get you into trouble.”
“Just fuck my face,” I exhaled against his cheek. “Please, Valen. Touch me and I’ll touch you, that’s all.”
“Kingston said he’d fucking kill me if I did anything,” Valen moaned as if in pain. “Fuck, Ev, this is harder than I thought it would be.”
“Tell me about it,” I said and gave his cock a little squeeze.
“Fuck, okay,” he said and released my hand. “But I want to taste you first. I want to play with your sweet, tight little cunt before you touch me.”
I shifted in my seat and was about to agree when I heard loud, slow clapping coming from behind me.
I froze in place and Valen sat up, put his arm around me as if to shield me from the intruder, and looked over my shoulder.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” he demanded.
“I was sent to keep an eye on you two,” Max said with a smirking, smug voice that made me cringe. I knew if I saw his face I’d want to slap it at that moment.
“By who?” Valen said, and adjusted himself in his seat so he was sitting taller. I twisted in the safety of his arms and sat myself on his lap.
And I was right, the look of self-satisfaction on Max’s face made my hand twitch with the urge to slap it off of him.
“Who do you think, dumb fuck?” Max scoffed. “The Organization.”
I couldn’t believe I ever thought Max was attractive, he was such a douche bro with the kind of swagger that only overly spoiled rich kids could perfect.
“Why did they send you?” I asked and narrowed my eyes. “You live in another town all together.”
“Apparently they don’t think they can trust the Kings,” Max said and looked up and down at us on the chair. “And they were right, what the fuck are you doing with her? She’s the Tribute, you can’t fuck her, dude.”
“What I’m doing or not doing is none of your fucking business,” Valen snapped and he stood up at last. I slid off his lap and stood in front of him.
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong,” Max said. “It is my business, because I run the Devils, and if the Kings can’t keep their dicks in their pants, then Everly will be given to the Devils to manage.”
His eyes raked up and down my body and he sneered, “Believe me, I would love the chance to manage you. You haven’t been broken in at all, and your arrogance offends me.”
“I don’t give a fuck what offends you,” I snapped. “Get the fuck out of here, I’ll go home when I’m ready.”
“You’ll go home now,” Max hissed and crossed the room, grabbed my wrist, and jerked me towards him before we could react. When Valen realized what was going on, he released me, stepped around me, and slammed his fist in Max’s jaw.
I heard the smack of it, a meaty, raw sound, and I felt Max’s spittle fly across my face. I jumped back, but Max didn’t let me go and he didn’t punch Valen in response.
Valen stood in front of him looking down, looking like a Greek god in front of a nobody, an underling. “Let her go or I’ll hit you again,” he said, his voice deep and filled with rage.
“I thought you’d say that,” Max told him as he rubbed his cheek with his other hand. “Guys! Now!”
I heard the sound of several people rushing into the solarium. I screamed and tried to break away, but Max dragged me out of there as I watch three huge men in black, unmarked uniforms dive onto Valen and start beating him.
I tried to get back to him, I tried my best, but Max slapped me so hard my ears were ringing and I tasted blood in my mouth. Still, I struggled all the way to his car, but I couldn’t escape.
I had to drive away and leave Valen there, alone and unprotected, and possibly dead.