Page 90 of Intolerable Bishop

Getting out, I stomped up the steps but had to stop to unlock the door. There was no sound, so no one was up, and that just pissed me off more. How dare they fucking sleep soundly. Walking through the kitchen, I looked down the hall toward the bedroom. I was just about to turn in that direction when I spotted the blue blanket on the couch. More accurately, I spotted a bare leg, and it wasn’t one of my guys.

I stepped into the living room, my body drawn to the sight of that leg stretching up to a half-covered naked ass. My eyes darted up to Ren’s sleeping face. She was lying on top of Blake. Her arm was wrapped around his chest, and her head was over his heart, leaving half of her body exposed to my wandering eyes. Princess looked like she’d been carved and placed on Blake like a delicate sculpture. My cock took notice, but all the anger I’d been pushing down was breaking free. It wasn’t even seven-thirty in the morning, and I’d been confronted with two naked women, neither of whom I was fucking.

I refused to pant after her like a dog. She might have all the other guys falling in line, but there was only one thing I wanted from her, and if she wouldn’t hand it over, then I’d get it from somewhere else. Then, I saw the three empty condom wrappers on the table.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I snarled. Lifting my boot, I kicked the couch as hard as I could.

“What the fuck?” Blake jumped up. Ren sat up, and the blanket fell away before she grabbed it and held it like a shield to her chest.

“Want to move the blanket, Princess? I only got a glimpse of your tits. I’d like a longer-lasting impression.”

“I’ll pass. Ever heard of knocking,” Ren asked as Blake pulled on his boxers.

“Knock on what? This is my fucking cabin, or have you all forgotten that?” I took a step toward the couch, but Blake stepped in my way, and I glared at him.

“Back off, Nash.”

“Back off? Who the hell do you think you’re talking to? What is this? Ren lets you get your dick wet, and you’re suddenly the big man gonna put me in my place.”

Of all my guys, the one I least expected to sucker punch me was Blake. His fist caught me across the jaw, and I was forced to step back.

“Blake, no,” Ren said, jumping up and putting herself between us.

“Don’t fucking talk to her or about her like that, Nash,” Blake said. I’d never seen him so ready to fight before. First, he almost came to blows with Myles. Then he and Theo fought. Now, here he was, getting all up in my face. This was all because of Ren…what the hell was happening to my guys? Did she have magic fairy dust in her pussy?

I wiped at my lip to check for blood as we glared at one another. “You’re walking a very fine fucking line, Blake.”

“I don’t care. Don’t talk to her like that.” He pointed at me, and my jaw cracked as I clenched my teeth.

“Blake, please go and let me deal with Nash.” Blake glanced down at Ren and then back up at me.

“If you hurt her….”

“I’m not going to fucking hurt her. Get the fuck out of my sight before you really give me a reason to drag you outside.”

“You could try,” Blake snarled.

“Enough, both of you.” Ren shoved Blake toward the hallway. Grumbling, he grabbed his shirt and stomped off. As soon as he was out of sight, Ren spun on me. I couldn’t deny that I had a thing for when she was angry. The urge to bend her over the arm of the couch was so visceral that I had to shake my head to get rid of the image.

“Nash, you want to tell me what that was about?”

Stupidly, I stepped into her personal space and loved how she clutched the blanket wrapped around her body a little tighter. The urge to rip it out of her hands was strong, and I clenched my hands to keep myself from following through.

“What it’s always about…you. Have you noticed that since you came along, all my guys have lost their minds? Do you even care that you’re a distraction?”

She narrowed her eyes at me. The fire burning in them made my cock throb. I needed to get away from her and this insanity.

“How about you try the truth,” she said, her voice softer. “You’re deflecting your anger onto me. Why?”

Bending over, I suppressed the shudder as the scent of her shampoo and skin filled my nose. I blamed my body’s reaction on the fact that I hadn’t had a good fuck in what felt like forever. I did not do dry spells, and this…this was a goddamn drought.

“You think you know me that well, Princess?”

Shocking me, she stepped in closer, and it felt like she scorched my skin as everything heated and my heart pounded harder. She wasn’t supposed to have this effect on me. I was supposed to have this effect on her.

“Yeah, I do,” she said, her voice sultry, and I stepped back before I grabbed her. If I touched her, it was over. We wouldn’t leave here until I fucked her or she was dead. Either one solved my problem.

“No, you don’t,” I said. Ren opened her mouth to reply when the cabin door opened, and we both looked over to see Theo limp inside. He looked like he’d been dragged behind a car all night long. His hair was standing on end, his glasses were cracked, every piece of clothing was rumpled, and he walked like everything hurt. “What the fuck happened to you?”