Page 26 of Ruined Wolf

I shoved Lucas in the chest, fighting the urge to slap him. “I don’t know, I haven’t seen him this morning. He seemed pretty upset last night.”

Lucas shook his head. “My poor little brother. He really does need to learn to toughen up. I was just helping him out.”

Maverick stood up and came over to us, slipping his arm around my shoulders. I pulled away, too annoyed to want to be touched right now.

“Lucas, what happens between Asher and me in private is none of your business. You never should have gotten involved.”

Lucas gave me a cold look. “Oh, I’m sorry, so you weren’t wanking him off against your pussy in the hallway where anyone could walk past then? My mistake. I figured seeing as you weren’t exactly in a private place, anyone could join in.”

“Wow, what did I miss last night?” Maverick asked, looking down at me.

“Nothing. I ran into Asher when I went to use the bathroom. He kissed me and things got a little... heated, then Lucas showed up and ruined everything.”

“Hey, it wasn’t me who fucked up that little scene. That was Asher. He got you all wound up and then bailed,” Lucas argued, taking a drink of his black coffee.

“That’s none of your business,” I insisted. “You’ve upset him now. He already thinks...” I trailed off, realising I should keep my observations to myself about their family dynamic.

“Thinks what?” Lucas prompted.

I shook my head. “It’s not my place to say.”

“Oh no, Omega, you started this conversation, and you’re clearly gunning for me, so spit it out,” he ordered, setting his empty cup down.

I took a drink of my latte to buy me some time. “You humiliated him last night, Lucas,” I told him, trying to be gentler. “You told him he was not good enough, and he’ll hate that.”

Lucas just laughed. “Oh, come on, Nova. Asher just needs some pointers. He’s still a kid.”

“He’s not a kid,” I exclaimed. “And he needs you to see that. Both of you. He needs to feel appreciated and valued, not ridiculed.”

“Hey, what did I do?” Maverick asked, holding up his hands.

“Nothing, it’s just... He looks up to both of you, you must realise that, and I think he feels like he can’t compete with you.”

“Compete? In what? There’s no competition,” Maverick replied, frowning in confusion.

Lucas snorted. “Definitely no competition after last night’s pathetic attempt on his part. He couldn’t even get you to come, and it’s not that hard.”

“Lucas,” I growled, my irritation increasing with every flippant comment. I was worried about Asher, and yes, a big part of that was guilt, but Lucas had gone too far last night, and he needed to know.

“I’m right though, aren’t I?” Lucas grinned. He moved closer to me, pinning me against the breakfast bar and slipping his hand between my legs to cup my pussy.

Despite my annoyance with him, my body betrayed me, and desire bloomed inside me. I gasped as he moved his fingers against me, and he laughed.

“See? Not that hard. Just a little attention, and I bet your sweet little pussy is already soaked.”

I grabbed his wrist, pushing it away. “Pack it in, Lucas. This isn’t a joke.” I was pissed at him now, and also pissed at myself for reacting so quickly to his touch.

He was right, I was already wet at the feel of his fingers rubbing against my clit and had been very tempted to let him continue, but then it would be my humiliation added to Asher’s when Lucas made me come.

“It wasn’t... It’s not that he couldn’t, it’s that he didn’t want to,” I said, setting my latte on the counter. “And I didn’t want to force him. He backed off, and I was letting him go. You weren’t supposed to barge in and take his place.”

Lucas shrugged. “Then he’s a twat,” he stated simply, “and he doesn’t deserve to get his cock inside you if he’s a twat.”

Maverick looked between us. “You were having sex with Asher, and then Lucas took over? Is that what I’m getting?”

“Not quite.” I blushed. “Asher... He doesn’t want to go all the way. He wants it to be special. He wants it to mean something. He’s not just after a quick fuck,” I said, shooting a death glare at Lucas.

Lucas reached out and wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing gently. “Oh, I’m not after a quick fuck either, Nova. Come back to bed with me, and I’ll show you how long I can edge you for...”