Page 8 of The Devils Melody
He doesn’t move, he just stands there, glaring like a little bitch. Kage’s body finally relaxes enough for me to let him go, but I know one wrong word will set him off.
I shake my head, exhaling a quiet laugh. “You should listen to the lady, Dick. Isn’t it past your bedtime?”
Dicks face turns beet red. His fists clench at his sides as if he’s actually stupid enough to try something. With one last glare, he turns around and storms off towards his Porsche Macan like a toddler throwing a tantrum. He must have some kind of money if he’s driving a Porsche. Maybe daddy can buy him a new nose.
I laugh at the little show he just gave us becausewhat the actual fuck was that?
The bouncer watches him drive off before turning back to look at us. His eyes land on Kage, and for a second, I think he’s going to tell us to fuck off too. But he just exhales sharply, shaking his head.
“You’re lucky I don’t ban your asses with him.”
Kage wipes the blood from his knuckles on his jeans and shrugs. “But you won't. That little shit had it coming.”
A muscle ticks in the bouncer's jaw, but after a long moment, he sighs.
“Just…don’t start any more shit.” With one last long stare at us, he stalks off back inside the bar.
Releasing a loud huff, I turn to look at Kage. “Well, that went well,” I say in annoyance. I should be used to this by now. The way Kage sees something, orsomeone, he wants and just fucking takes it. No hesitation or second guessing shit. That’s how we’ve both always done things, but this feels different. Now I know where my brother has been sneaking off to these last few weeks, and I’m more annoyed than ever.
Wren clears her throat, grasping our attention, and we both look over at her. She’s standing there, arms still crossed over her chest, giving us a death glare. My eyes shift over to Kage, and maybe it’s the way he looks at her that’s bothering me so much. He’s already decided she belongs to him, as if he’s willing to wreck whatever stands between him and his new favorite obsession. Maybe, what's worse is the wayI’mlooking at her in all those same ways, too. How could I not, with the way her tits are sitting so perfectly between her crossed arms? But I shouldn’t. Neither of us should. We need to stay focused on the shit that’s important right now. Our mission,notpussy.
“Are you fucking insane?” She yells, throwing her hands up into the air. I watch as her perfect tits bounce in that tight, little black top.Fuck. I can feel my dick pressing firmly against my zipper and I have to awkwardly adjust myself just to make it less painful. Kage apparently saw it too, because he’s doing the same thing. Thankfully Wren’s too pissed off to notice.
“You can’t just go around punching people in the face!” She’s still yelling, and I can't help but be turned on by the sight. I love a woman who can hold her own. The idea of owning her in the bedroom, showing her who's really incharge as I pound myself repeatedly inside of her has my dick growing harder. She’s got quite the mouth on her. I wonder if she’ll still try to tell me how much shit I can’t do as I make her scream for me.
I cock an eyebrow at her, amused by the absolute indignation radiating off her small frame. She’s fuming, hands curled into fists that are now at her sides, her chest rising and falling in sharp, angry breaths. Honestly, she’s wound so damn tight, she might actually take a swing at Kage herself.
Fuck,I kind of want to see that.
She’s smaller than the both of us, but she’s standing as if she’s six feet tall. Maybe she really doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles for her. It’s almost as if she'd rather take a hit than be saved, anddamnif that doesn’t make her even more dangerous. I can see why Kage is so fucking obsessed with her.
Kage, the insufferable asshole that he is, just grins at her, matching her little attitude as if he’s enjoying every second of this. “Sure I can,” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. “I just did.”
Wren groans, rubbing a hand over her face like we’re the biggest headache of her life. She’s probably not wrong.
“What my brother meant to say,” I cut in, forcing my voice into something more casual and detached, “is you’re welcome.”
Wren snorts, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “Right. Because you two justlovebeing knights in shining armor, huh?”
I scoff, “Yeah, that’s us. Real fucking heroes.”
She rolls her eyes. “You’re just itching for a fight, aren’t you?”
I shrug. “Not really, but you’re making it awfully easy.”
Her jaw tightens, and for a second, I think she might actually slap me. I don’t think I would mind it, to be honest. “You don’t even know me.”
I close the space between us and smirk at her. “I know enough.”
She scoffs. “Oh yeah? And what is it that you think youknow, since you apparentlyknoweverything?”
I tilt my head, letting my gaze drag over her in a wayI knowwill piss her off. I should stop, maybe shut the hell up and walk away, but something about her just makes me want to poke…push…prod…see what she does when shesnaps. My dick twitches just thinking about it. I need to calm the fuck down. This motherfucker is so rock solid, I’m surprised she hasn’t seen the imprint in my jeans.
I bring my hand up to her face, lazily letting my fingers caress her cheek, and watch as her body stiffens at my touch. “I can tell you enjoy acting like you’re in control. You really think you’ve got this whole world wrapped around your pretty little fingers. But that guy?” I gesture towards where Dick disappeared down the road with the same hand I used to stroke her face. “He had you fucking cornered. And you mightthinkyou had it all under control, but let's be real, sweetheart,” I bring my face closer to the side of hers, “you were about two seconds away from fucking needing us.”
Her nostrils flare, and when she brings her face closer to mine, I feel that fire in my gut again. “I don’tneedanyone,” she snaps.
Kage chuckles beside me, clearly having a fucking field day, but I don’t take my eyes off her.
