Page 56 of Cookie: Part One
“I did not give permission to touch vhat’s mine.”
“I already did. And in case you forgot, I don’t need your fucking permission. She belongs to me, too.”
“I don’t give a f?—”
“STOP!” I shout, annoyed.
“I agree. Good God,” Pyper mutters. “You both are so childish.” She rolls eyes, grabbing my hand and dragging my naked ass from the bed as Mikhail and Alik scoop up the plates and I try to grab the blanket.
“Wait, Pyper! I don’t have on any clo?—”
“Both have seen you and fucked you at some point, Connie. Vhat’s ze point of modesty now?” she says dryly and my jaw drops. I mean…she’s not wrong, but damn.I peek back and see both of them watching me with something akin to pure lust and my nipples harden. My pussy clenches, Misha’s cum drizzling down my legs. I cross them when I see everyone go still, but Alik’s eyes flash and I realize I haven’t sprayed the perfume, so I must smell heavily like Misha…
“I know, bu—” I flinch when I see Misha place his hands behind his head and lean back against the headboard as Alik stands and walks over. I take a step back because I hadn’t noticed he was so tall.
I watch him pull off his jacket and place it around my shoulders as he leans down in my face, making my stomach quiver.
“Beautiful as alvays, my Connie.” He leans in, kissing the corner of my lips and for the first time in what feels like ages, my heart beats for him HARD and fast. Suddenly, just like it does for Misha, Nadya, and Dimitri, my body floods with arousal an?—
“AHHHHHH!” I clutch my head, a sudden sharp ache piercing through, me making my knees go weak.
All too quickly, Misha’s standing as Pyper catches me and I whimper from the pain. When I open my eyes, I look up to see Alik frowning, biting his lip, fisting his hands as Misha comes over baring his teeth.
“Alik,” Misha grits and Alik sweats, breathing hard before stumbling back and falling against Misha, who to my surprise catches him, but Alik’s eyes are locked on me. I wince, gaze on his, but he closes his eyes and I’m shocked when the pain fades.What…?
I pant, holding my head, wanting to ask what the fuck that was, but Pyper tightens Alik’s coat around me.
“I’m borrowing her,” Pyper tells them as she marches with me to the door, only to pause. “Alik, get yourself under control. Misha… zhanks,” she mutters before pulling me out of the room and into the bathroom where she starts the shower. “Go on and shower. I smell him heavy on you, today,” she whispers.
“Okay…” I step into the shower, washing myself, the events of the room still swirling around in my head along with Alik’s illness… and why did my heart beat like that while next to both of them?
“Don’t…” Pyper whimpers and I blink, shocked. “D-don’t ask. Please,” she pleads and I cock my head with so many questions while my body… though it was brief, I know the overwhelming flow of desire that’s just as natural as when I’m with Misha, Dimitri and Nadya…it felt just like when I first met Alik.I thought it faded, but for it to come at me like a ton of bricks…
My chest tightens.
Something isn’t right, but I just don’t know what…
Fuck.
“Then you want me to pretend like I don’t know something is wrong?” I touch my chest, mind flashing to Misha and Alik when we were on the bed and something… something felt so fuckingRIGHTabout that. Honestly, it felt even more right than when I’m with Dimitri and Nadya. With them, it’s as if I’m set on fire, but with Misha and Alik… it felt like being swallowed by lava.
“Yes, zhat’s exactly vhat you should do, Connie. Now let’s go shopping. I vant to spend money. My nerves are bad now.” She finishes helping me get ready and pulls me out of the bathroom where I see Misha and Alik have left. After that, she leads me out of the house and to the car.
While in the car, my leg shakes the entire forty-five-minute drive, wondering what it is I’m feeling.
“Are you okay?” she asks me to watch her and I go still.
“Y-yup,” I answer, popping the P even though I feel like shit. “Why?”
“Because your leg do jumpy zhing ze entire ride.” She glares. “It makes you look very…”
“V-very what?” I feel my heart rise in my throat.
“Angry,” she finishes, and I laugh awkwardly as she raises a brow.
“You don’t say?” I ask and she purses her lips. “I wonder why.” I glance at her and she avoids my eyes.
“I understand you have questions, Connie, but… I cannot answer zhem.” She crosses her legs, cocking her head, looking out the window.
