Page 63 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
Not that it was our fault she’d ended up like this. But one of the reasons I agreed to her staying with us was that she might never have presented if she hadn’t met us.
Which I thought was bullshit, but Kai was happy to lie through his teeth to get what he wanted.
“Caspian?” she called, popping her head through the door. I could tell from the way her eyes widened she hadn’t expected me to be standing right under the frame.
She swallowed as she stepped into full view in those sinful shorts.
Then it was just Mel and me standing face to face. She was inches from me, and it was still too far.
She stared at me blankly. I wanted to say something to show her I gave a fuck.
But then her chest swelled, her breasts lifting. And I was so intensely aware of how Kai’s bites splashed across her neck and collarbones.
He’d told us he bit her, and her presence was even stronger in our bond now they had fully exchanged bites, but seeing the marks was a whole other story.
My jaw clenched at the black bruises and red circles that came from where he plucked her skin and bit down. The only bruise that wasn't fresh was the yellowing mark on her cheek.
I was two seconds away from furiously rubbing them to get those marks off of her, so there wasn’t any proof she was connected to us.
It was meant to be four fucking weeks and four fucking parties, but it had blown out of control and there was no way of getting back.
Especially when, in the summer heat of her flat, a drop of brandy-flavoured sweat ran along the line of her collarbone and disappeared between her breasts.
I couldn’t deal with it. I snapped, slamming my hands on the doorframe, caging her in.
“It’s a crime to be wearing something like that, you know?” I growled at her, my cock standing to full attention as I took a good, long inhale of the scent I’d been missing for four days. Her chin tilted up, craning her neck all the way back so she looked up at me between my spread arms. “You knew what you were doing when you put those on.”
Her ponytail fell from her shoulder, her lips parting a touch as she pulled in a breath.
“They’re the only clothes I have left.” The corner of her mouth hitched as she leant forward. “What are you going to do about it?”
I pressed into her, her breasts skimming my chest, tension rising between us as she met me head on.
My fingers delved into her silky hair as a purr rushed between us.
As soon as I touched her, I knew I needed Kai. I had to have both my omegas to keep me together.
Plus, Kai had to be here to beat the ever-loving shit out of me for getting so close to her without his permission.
I swooped in, pausing a hair’s breadth from her lips, holding her still so she couldn’t meet me and seal the kiss.
Our breaths merged, so powerful I could fucking feel her inside me, and the lightest moan traced the softest outline over my lips.
I shuddered, my body answering hers, but I’d fucking promised my omega I wouldn’t do this.
I was so crap at controlling my aura and my instincts, but I couldn’t let Kai down again.
“You didn’t come here for this,” she whispered. “We need to pack.” Sadness replaced the heat in her gaze. She tugged at my wrists, pulling my hands from her hair.
She went to turn away, but I shot an arm out, my anger rising as I grasped her upper arm. It wasn’t me who’d put that emptiness in her gaze. It was the prick who thought he could blackmail her into fucking him with threats of stealing her nest.
And that prick thought he could just get away with it.
“Where is he? Where’s your fucking landlord?” I snapped, my fingers digging into her. She flinched back, and Sin was suddenly there. He instantly grabbed my hand, his thumb and forefingers trapping my knuckles.
With a firm squeeze, my fingers bunched, and he forced me to let her go.
“Calm down,” Sin said. “Getting worked up won’t change anything.”
