Page 131 of Deadly Sweet

Maybe if I distract her, I can calm her down. It’s not that I’m against her using that pretty shiny knife in her hand on me, I’d just rather it be used for fun, rather than her slicing off my cock or stabbing me in the neck with it.

Fucked up thing is, the last thought I’d have if she did kill me is how fucking majestic she looks when she’s all stabby.

Her eyes light up, and I hold back a smile. “It was awesome.” She grins. “The kids are pretty cool. I didn’t see those little snot-nose brats,” she huffs. “Guess that's a good thing for them. But I did see Carter. Ugh, I just want to kidnap him and keep him.” She sighs heavily. “But Jake says no.” She rolls her eyes.God, she's adorable. “So I guess I’ll just have to go and visit more. Surprise Jake with lunch dates. Since Carter is going to be eating in Jake’s class again, I’ll make sure to bring some of his favorite things.”

I can see the anger in her visibly dissipating.Ok, this is going well.

“That would be nice. Carter is a good kid,” I comment.

“He is!” she agrees.

“What did you do after you left the school?”

“I was restless. You and Walker were at work, and I didn’t want to just pace around the house and get in Leroy’s way when he has to focus on the baby, so I moved my next kill up on my timeline. It was fun. I showed off my mark.” She smiles brightly. But then it falls. “He didn’t like it,” she huffs. “He was jealous. After I was done with him, your sister and Lucy asked to hang out, and I needed some girl time, so I went over there.”

“That must have been fun. I know you’ve been missing them.”

“It was.” She nods, the blade in her hand lowering. My damn heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest here soon. I need to tread lightly. “But Duchess had work. She asked if I wanted to tag along, but I'd already spent like an hour scrubbing blood out from underneath my nails. I know using gloves could help, but it’s not the same, you know? I like the warm feeling against my fingertips as it flows. It’s not the same with gloves.”

“I’d bet it’s not.” I nod along. It’s kind of frightening how casually she talks about death and killing, but it also makes my cock painfully hard to know this deadly, powerful Omega is mine.

“So, I thought it was time to go home. I was on my way to get some lunch for me and Leroy.”

Oh fuck. I’m guessing that's when she ran into me.

I watch as her body stiffens again. Her captivating yet cold, murderous eyes meet mine, and I swallow hard.

“But then I got a little sidetracked,” she growls. “I was at a red light, and guess who I saw?”

“I’d never tell you what to do, but you really shouldn’t be driving. You don’t have a license. If you get pulled over, they will take you in,” I point out, trying to divert her attention yet again.

“And I’d slit their fucking throats,” she snaps. “I’m not stupid, I know what you're doing. Stop trying to distract me.”

“Not stupid, Baby Girl, never stupid. I’m just trying to buy myself some time.” I groan, closing my eyes as a new wave of fucked up fear and arousal washes over me.What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Time for what? What do you need to do before I chop your dick off and put it on the fucking living room mantle.” She jumps out of the chair, sending it crashing to the ground, and is on me in the blink of an eye. She has a blade to my throat as I suck in a breath. “Now, tell me why you were with a woman today, Caleb. I saw you. Laughing and smiling. At another fucking woman!”

She’s so mad, she’s vibrating. I’m so confused and aroused at the same time. She’s jealous and god, it’s fucking sexy. I love her possessiveness. My throat aches for her to sink her teeth into it and mark me as hers. She’s not the only one who would be parading their new mark around like it’s a golden ticket to Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.

“What woman?” I ask. Because I was working all day. I sure as fuck wasn’t out spending time with another woman.

“Don’t fucking ‘what woman’ me, Caleb!” she shouts, pressing the blade harder against my throat.

It’s really not the right time for this, but I let out a moan—like a loud lustful one—when it cuts my throat, the sting of pain going straight to my dick.

If it wasn’t for her perfume filling the space around us, you wouldn’t know she’s turned on by the sound I just made, not with the way her face is masked with murder.

“I saw you. I saw you in the parking lot of that damn medical center with her. The tall, fucking runway model with black hair. Ring a bell?”

Wait. Is she talking about Lacy? Oh fuck, she is.

“It’s not what you think.”Yeah, that sounds convincing and not at all what people who are cheating would say.But I wasn’t cheating, I’d gladly chop off my own cock and hand it to her before I’d ever be with another woman.

“Then what way would it be?” she asks, straddling my lap while keeping the blade against my throat.

My eyes roll back at the friction of her sitting on my erection, and a pleasure-filled groan slips free.

She rocks against me and my cock jerks, balls growing heavy as my knot starts to throb.

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