*head desk*
Did I really just say that?
The answer to it was in the way Kellion’s nostrils flared, his green eyes darkening. And then suddenly we were walking, his hand gripping mine tightly, and his stride so powerfully fast I almost had to run to keep up with him.
A male guest ahead of us caught sight of me, his leering gaze focusing on the amount of cleavage my uniform exposed. Stupid, stupid curves. I wanted to cross my arms over my chest but I had a feeling if I did, it would only make matters worse.
“Hey, hottie,” the man slurred as we passed him by. “When you’re done with him, you come find me, you hear?”
Kellion stiffened in front of me.
Oh, shit.
This was not how I wanted things to be.
When he started to turn towards the man, I quickly stopped him, standing in his way, and cupping his face, I said meekly, “Sorry.” Our gazes clashed, and I gulped at the savage light of jealousy in his eyes. The man was still talking to me, but I didn’t even look at him. My attention was all on Kellion. “Sorry.” I said it over and over until the savagery in his gaze started to fade.
“Ah,terataki.” He took my hand, pressing his lips to my palm. “You know I’ll make you pay for this, don’t you?”
My eyes widened.
But Kellion was already nodding to his bodyguards, and again they moved in unison as they turned towards the other guest and literally carried him towards the exit, their faces stoic even as he started to protest.
Oh, shit. If that was how that guy was punished, what would happen to me?
But Kellion was walking again, taking me with him. A moment later, we had reached the side doors of the ballroom, the attendants rushing to open them for us.
I tugged on his wrist, more than a little nervous now, but Kellion didn’t even glance my way. Soon, we were inside the elevator, and the moment the doors closed, Kellion hauled me towards him.
“You want me jealous, is that it?” He lifted me up in one quick move, leaving me no choice but to cling to him, my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist. He was hard all over, hardest where it mattered, and my head started to spin.
Kellion’s hands tightened on the cheeks of my butt, making me gasp, my startled gaze flying up to meet his.
“I’ll show you then.” A short hard kiss that had my legs tightening around his waist before his lips started to move down. Licking my neck, he whispered, “When I’m jealous, it makes me want to mark you all over. In every way.”
I cried out when I felt him start sucking on my neck, and he didn’t stop even when we reached the floor he had chosen and the doors swooshed open.
“Kel-lion.” A weak, mortified protest at the sight of people standing outside the elevator.
Kellion raised his head.
I thought it was all over, was about to sigh in relief just before I felt it. His fingers moving to cup my breast—-
Oooooooooh.
When Kellion stepped out of the elevator, his hand still on my breast, I could only close my eyes and hide my face in the crook of his neck. His hand around my breast tightened as he started to walk, and I jerked, the same time I heard someone gasp.
“Oh my.”
I could only squeeze my eyes more tightly shut at the sound. But for Kellion, the words had the opposite effect, making him start tweaking my nipple. I couldn’t stop my body from jerking, could only bite my lip hard the whole time he walked and tortured me at the same time. When he stopped, I felt him pulling out something from his pocket, heard the click of a door being unlocked.
When I opened my eyes, we were inside a hotel room and Kellion was walking directly to the bed.
Before I could figure out how I felt about it, he was already lowering me to the bed, my legs dangling over the edge.
I expected Kellion to follow, but instead he remained on his feet. His gaze was dark and hooded, his beautiful face hard as granite.
It was Kellion at his sexiest and most dangerous, and my heart began to dance behind my chest like an intoxicated teenager. When I saw him reach for the zipper of his pants, my throat became dry. When he started to lower his zipper, my heart nearly screeched to a stop.