Page 98 of Midnight Sanctuary
Sighing, I go to her bedside. She’s dressed in white sweatpants and a matching sweater. But as comfortable as she looks, it just doesn’t fit. Nice though it may be, there’s no escaping the fact that we’re stuck in a hospital room. She should be back home, inmyroom, inmybed, where she belongs.
As I get to her, she takes my hand. “I spoke to Lev and Polly earlier. They’re a little bummed that I have to stay here.”
“That makes three of us.”
“The next few weeks will fly by. And anyway, you and Nikolai will keep me company, right?”
“Babysitting is definitely more his speed, but Nikolai has shit to do.”
She narrows her eyes. “Will you stop being such an ass about your brother?”
“I didn’t realize you were so protective of him.”
“Well, I am,” she retorts firmly. “The same as I am with Polly and Lev. The only difference is you don’t revert to a moody, hyper-jealous teenage boy around those two. That’s reserved for Niko. It’s giving me unnecessary anxiety, Uri.”
She squeezes my hand to really lay it on thick, but I scowl and pull my fingers away from her. “I’ll go easy on him when he stops flirting with my woman.”
“Flirting?” she repeats. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“It’s typical Nikolai bullshit. He’s always wanted what I have.”
Instead of responding, Alyssa’s face spreads in a slow, subtle smile. An in-joke kind of smirk that makes my hackles rise. “The hell is so funny?” I grumble.
“The whole jealousy thing is kinda cute.” She pokes the back of my hand where it’s lying on top of her sheets. “Definitely a turn-on.”
“I’m not jealous of anyone. Least of all my brother.”
“Mhmm,” she murmurs pointedly, dancing her hands up my chest. She doesn’t sound like she believes me in the least. At this point, I don’t even believe myself.
Snarling in irritation, I grab the back of her neck and push her flat on her back. Her startled little gasp is cut off when I press my lips down onto hers, kissing her hard and heavy until she’s completely breathless.
“Oh my,” she gasps when I finally let her up for air. “Where didthatcome from?”
“You are driving me crazy,” I growl. “That’s where that came from.”
She smiles coquettishly. “Crazy, huh? Poor man… the things you have to go through.” She pushes at the buttons of my shirt with her finger and the possessive beast in me roars to life.
What better way of leaving my mark on her than fucking her senseless? Except, of course, for the little problem standing between us and an epic fuck. Or more specifically, thetwolittle problems standing between us and an epic fuck.
And yet…
Rough sex may be off the table. But a little fooling around might not hurt.
I grab her legs and reel her in towards me. “Uri!” she yelps. She tries to sit up but I keep a tight grip on her ankles and lock them around my waist. “Uri!”
Before she can do anything else, I slip my hand inside of her sweats and right into her panties. She lets out a strangled gasp that dies beautifully on her lips, her eyes going wide as my fingers slide inside of her.
“U-Uri… the d-door. It’s open. Anyone can walk… right…aah…”
She collapses onto the bed as I work her tight little pussy. She can whine and protest all she wants, but the wetness slicking my fingers is singing a completely different song.
“What are you…mmm… doing to me…?” she moans, trying to push me away and trying to pull me deeper all at the same time.
I bend low to blanket her with my body. “I’m trying to show you exactly who you belong to,” I growl in her ear. “Tell me, my little thief, who do you belong to?”
“Y-you,” she gasps. “Only you.”
“I can’t hear you.”