Page 39 of Vicious Knight
I’m hard as fuck and I know there’s only one thing that will satisfy me—being inside her.
“Let me go.”
“No. I’m not done with you yet.”
“What are you going to do to me now? You’re such an ass?—”
I silence her again with another kiss.
She puts up a fight and I realize that fire is another reason I like her. Ivy fears me but at least she tries to unsnare herself from my grasp.
It’s commendable, but just like before she loses. She loses to that thing that’s screwing with both of us—desire.
My dick grows harder and I know I have to be inside her, right here and now. Up against this wall.
I grab her ass to pull her closer, but the sound of footsteps pulls me back from the wild sexual spell that’s seized my mind.
No one is supposed to come down here but us. I sealed off this section of the labyrinth so I could finally fuck this girl out of my system and move the hell on.
I tear myself away from her lips and look across to find Lucian coming down the path.
Ivy pulls out of my arms when she sees him and quickly fixes her clothes. I only released her because her dress is up around her waist and I don’t want anyone to see any part of her body except me.
On seeing that I’m clearly in what was nearly a compromised position, Lucian grins.
I glare back at him, wanting to rip the smile off his face.
The instant Ivy is decent she rushes away from me without looking back at either of us.
I watch her go, fleeing again. This time is worse and now I have a major case of blue balls.
I snap back to face Lucian when he reaches me and I stare him down.
“Not like you to go for a freshman.” Lucian smirks.
“Fuck you, Sokolov. You better have a fucking good excuse for disturbing me.”
“I do. Kade locked James Valmik in your pressure chamber.”
Oh, fuck. I’m already moving. Lucian falls in step with me.
“I thought they were at the party.”
“They were, but shit went down and they started fighting.” Lucian quirks a brow. “Kade beat James to a bloody pulp before he shoved him in the chamber.”
My pressure chamber is not like the ordinary ones people use for altitude testing. It’s deadly and meant for torture. When used the wrong way, like I’m guessing it has been, it could mean death.
I designed it for the trials this week and kept it hidden at the boathouse. I never taught anyone how to use it because of how dangerous it is. You can only open the chamber with my fingerprints.
“What the hell happened?”
“James called Kade’s mom a whore and his father a cocksucker.”
Nothing further of explanation needs to be given.
Kade’s parents are both dead. Just like mine and, like Kade I’d want to kill anyone who spoke about my parents in a derogatory way.
We leave the club and head across to the boathouse, but I take one last look at the sea of partygoers outside, looking for Ivy.