Page 37 of Roommate Wanted
“No,” I whispered when a dull ache between my legs began to throb like a beating drum.
“This is how ah felt since the moment I scented yae. The moment ah found ma mate,” he murmured, closing in on me.
He placed his hand on the centre of my chest as my back hit the wall.
“Feel that? That flutter under yer skin? That’s the bond hummin’. Wantin’. All I need tae do is think about claimin’yae again and it pulses tae life.”
“Get away from me,” I whispered.
He smirked and dropped his hand, but nothing changed. The ache didn’t go away, and he knew it.
“I will. But when yae start panting in yer bed tonight, grindin’against the sheets and whimperin’my name—you’ll ken exactly who put that heat in yae.”
I winced, recalling rubbing myself on his clothes.
My body craved his touch against my will, and he was weaponising it against me. Twisting the bond until it wrapped around my throat like a dog leash.Even my own desire betrayed me until I didn’t know what was real.
Was this arousal mine or his?
I pressed a hand to my chest, hoping to calm the fluttering.
It only beat harder.
There was no escape. No safe space inside me he couldn’t reach.
There was no way out.
Chapter 21
Lyall
Nia was quiet when I led her back to our apartment. Her steps dragged, her silence louder than any protest. I didn’t push. I let her think she still had a choice.I returned her work laptop and phone. She blinked at them like they were foreign objects, her fingers curling around the edges hesitantly.
“I let them know you were sick,” I said calmly.“I replied to your messages. Nothing that would raise any red flags.”
She didn’t look at me. Didn’t thank me.
Tonight, she would have no choice but to acknowledge me.
For now, I let her be.
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I lay in bed, wrapping her torn underwear around my hand before rubbing myself. She was awake and one door away from me. I tugged myself and echoed my desire through our bond. Within a few strokes, I heard her vibrator turn on. The faint hum of the motor. I grinned when I felt her dissatisfaction.
She needed me and my knot. Her toys would no longer help the ache inside of her.
I heard her throw it across the room. With a dull thud, it landed before it continued to vibrate. A few moments later, I heard her move, and the vibrator was switched off.
The stakes were high, so I spent the better part of an hour edging myself until there was a soft tap on my door. With the cover pulled over me, I called for her to come in.
“Cun ah help yae wae summin?” I asked casually as she walked into my bedroom. Her hair was dishevelled and she was wringing her hands together.
I didn’t move. Just lay there, one arm behind my head, stroking myself under the covers, slow and lazy. Not even bothering to hide it.
Her eyes flickered to the motion, then away.
“Well?” I asked, letting my accent drag thick and slow.“Ye knockin’tae complain about the noise—or did yae come tae admit that yae need me?”
