Page 49 of Heartless Lord
Drawing from my newfound strength, I slipped my hands under Kill’s shirt and dug my nails into his skin. Another trick I often used when we were young, only back then I never intended to draw blood. Today, all bets were off.
“Ow! Son of a bitch!”
I raked my nails down his chest, digging deeper until his breath hissed between his teeth. He sprang up, and my hands dropped to my sides, blood still smeared beneath my nails. Standing at the foot of his bed, eyes filled with rage, I could clearly make out the outline of his cock through his jeans.Iturned him on? This shit turned him on?
Adjusting my top, I pushed myself up, slid off the bed, and glared at him. “What the hell happened to you, Killian?” A tremor laced my tone, despite my best efforts. The man beforeme was nothing like my best friend. My Killian would never be so cruel, so hateful.
“Youhappened, Lexi.”
“Me?” I cried.
“Yes, you! You were jealous that I was finally going to have a better life, that I was getting out of that shithole house my dad left us. So you made up some bullshit story about my stepdad–”
A shrill voice cut him off mid-sentence, and he let out a string of curses. A second later, the door whipped open, and that Lorelei girl filled the doorway with his roommate at her designer heels.
“I told you he was busy,” the big guy grumbled.
The blonde’s murderous glare bounced between Killian and me, the slutty French maid outfit, and then dropped down to my former best friend’s tented crotch. Something like hurt flashed across her pouty lips.
“Seriously, Killian?” she squeaked. “The charity case?”
I almost felt bad for her.
“This doesn’t concern you, Lorelei. I’ve told you, and I’ll say it again for the hundredth time, you and I are not together.”
“That’s not what you said the other night when you shoved your cock down my throat.”
So gross. My stomach revolted at the vivid visual my sick mind conjured up.
Axel, I thought his name was, chuckled, as heat burned up my cheeks. I needed to get the hell out of here. For multiple reasons. I still had no idea who that Bass guy was who I’d overheard that night, and I had every intention of staying far the fuck away from him. Icy tingles crawled at my arms at the memory of that voice.
Shaking my head out, I tried to weave past the tall blonde, but Killian’s hand snaked around my forearm.
“I’m not done with you, Red.”
“Well, I’m done with you, asshole.”
Axel let out a low whistle, and something like a gasp escaped Lorelei’s pretty pink lips. Killian jerked me against his stupidly hard chest, and my gaze landed on the traces of blood my nails had drawn now spotting his preppy polo. A grin split my lips despite the feral beast towering over me.
“We’re done when I say we are.” He leaned in, dropping his voice to a sinister whisper. “Or I’ll make Micah my personal bitch. Is that what you want?”
“No,” I gritted out, just as he knew I would. I tried to wriggle out of his hold, but the more I struggled the more his arm tightened around my waist.
Lorelei pushed her way between us, placing her perfectly manicured hand on Killian’s chest. “Don’t let her rile you up, baby, she’s trash.”
“I’d rather be trash than a Davenport whore.” I tossed her a sweet smile.
Something dangerous flashed in Killian’s eyes.
Lorelei’s hand shot out, but before her palm made contact with my cheek, Killian’s fingers closed around her wrist. “Don’t fucking touch her.” His voice was pure steel. “This has nothing to do with you, Lorelei. If you can’t deal with our arrangement without acting like some jealous girlfriend, then it’s over. For good.”
Those big stupid doe eyes widened, and she stuck out her bottom lip. “Don’t be so dramatic, Killian. I was just trying to protect you.”
“She’s mine to deal with. Got it? No one talks to her, no one looks at her, and most importantly, no one touches her but me.” For a second, Killian looked surprised, like he hadn’t meant to say it out loud. Then his dark gaze slid to his frat brother. “Spread the word to the others.”
“Will do, Kill.”
He blew out a frustrated breath and dragged his hand through his dark hair. “Now both of you, get the fuck out of my room.”
