Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“They’re your friends,” I say. “Aren’t you supposed to defend them?”
“I am, and I can’t actually kill them, but sometimes they deserve an ass-whooping just as much as anyone else, which I am more than happy to provide,” he says, making me chuckle. “Well, I’m glad you can still laugh about it.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I love how you laugh,” he says.
God, why is it so warm in here all of a sudden?
“I don’t understand. Why are you so nice to me?” I ask.
He raises a brow. “Am I not allowed?”
“No, that’s not it,” I say. “I just … didn’t expect it.”
“Because they’re my friends,” he says. My eyes drift off, but he tips my chin back so I look into his eyes. “I may be part of the Tartarus House, but I will not stoop to their level.”
“Won’t they get mad that you’re doing this?” I ask.
A devilish glint in his eyes makes him look cocky as fuck. “Darling, I’m not afraid of their madness.” He grabs my hand and presses a kiss onto the top. “And I’m not afraid of what I want either.”
The kiss turns into a lavish one, leaving several heated marks on my skin near the wound on my arm from the rose bushes. And when his tongue dips out to lick the blood, the added groan sets my body on fire.
Oh God.
What am I doing?
I stumble off his lap as he licks off his lips like he savored my taste.
All of the boys who live here are devils in disguise.
They’re all so … sexual. And this guy is no different.
I can’t trust him.
“This was a mistake,” I mutter, turning around.
“Where are you going?” he asks, tilting his head. “Don’t you want a shower and clean clothes?”
I snatch a bathrobe off his rack and put it on.
“I have that at home, thanks,” I say, opening the door.
But I still can’t help but glance over my shoulder at that gorgeous tall body and those sensual eyes that are almost enough to lure me right back into his arms.
“You know, the offer still stands,” he says, with legs spread wide, his hands behind on the tub to support himself. “If you want to learn how to defend yourself against them, I can teach you.”
I swallow away the lump in my throat and open the door.
I have to leave. Now. Before I make a grave error in judgment.
But when I close the door behind me, his voice still haunts me all the way to the stairs that I bolt down.
“I’ll be waiting for you.”
CALEB
Music blasts in my ears, the noise only partially drowning out the arousal still coursing through my veins.
Fucking her was the best aphrodisiac in the world, I’m not gonna lie.
I’ve never felt anything close to it before, not even when I’m with Ares.
And that … that’s a hard pill to swallow.
I take a big gulp of my whiskey on the rocks.
My door bangs open, and Ares barges in, slamming it shut behind him.
What is he doing here? I thought he said he wanted time alone after we left her in the maze?
He pulls the plug on the music, so I yell, “Hey!”
He waltzes over to me and smacks the glass out of my hand, shattering it to a million pieces before gripping my shirt and pulling me in for a kiss so possessive it melts every inch of my resistance away.
His kisses are about the closest thing one can get to peace.
Before he takes it all away again.
When his lips unlatch, he murmurs, “Go behind my back again, and I will kill her.”
“What?” I mutter, blinking rapidly.
“Have I ever lied to you?”
But I’m too flustered to even respond.
He’ll … kill her? But that doesn’t make any sense. He’s the one who’s obsessed with her.
He’s lying.
“Answer me.”
“No,” I reply swiftly.
“Then don’t ever try to claim her again without my permission,” he says, tilting his head as his tongue darts out to wet his lips.
He shoves me back into my seat, still towering over me like a goddamn god raining down thunder.
I adjust myself in my seat. “Is that why you didn’t let me finish twice?”
“She was not yours to take,” he seethes.
My brows furrow. “I thought you wanted to punish her?”
“Together.” He balls his fists. “Not separately.”
I swallow as he gazes down at me with disdain.
Is he upset that I used those pretty lips for myself?
Or is he jealous I wanted her instead of him?
He grabs his zipper, and my shaft bobs up and down as he slowly unzips.
“As a matter of fact, I don’t want you to touch her at all,” he says, pulling out his long, hard cock that makes my mouth salivate. “Until I give you permission.”
He grips my chin and pulls me off the seat.
“On. Your. Knees.”
I go to my knees in front of him willingly.