Page 13 of Woven Souls

I watch as Kwil’s face twists into a grimace before he blinks and tries to relax. The muscles in his arms bulge and contract as his grip tightens around Jonah’s neck. It’s like his body isn’t his to control.

“What are you doing, Kwil?” I ask him as I press my thighs together.

This shouldn’t be hot, watching Kwil posture over Jonah like this. It really shouldn’t be. But I’m getting so wet it’s hard not to want to reach down and finish what Jonah and I started.

“He was touching what’s mine,” Kwil snarls, his grin fading.

‘Mine’? Um, no, not quite.

“I’m not yours.”

Hewatchedwhile Theo stabbed me. Traitor.

But he also stabbed Theo, a voice inside my head reminds me.

“Your. Mystery. Man.” His eyes are glowing brighter. His voice is so unlike the voice I’m familiar with that I’m both scared and so fucking turned on. My thighs press together tighter as I swallow.

“I…” He takes a deep breath. “Can smell you, Little Minx…”

A deep, animalistic growl rumbles through Kwil’s body as his eyes pin me to the spot. The menacing sound only excites me further. Oh fuck… My nipples bead painfully. My breathing quickens.

“I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I don’t hate this,” Jonah says and lifts his hips up into Kwil’s body.

Kwil shakes his head back and forth awkwardly. He takes a deep breath, snarls, and then shakes his head again.

“Jonah…” He starts but snarls, his teeth gnashing together. “Shadebroode. Jonah is a Shadebroode touching mine,ours.” His hold on Jonah tightens again, and this time, his claws puncture Jonah’s throat, drawing small drops of blood.

“Are you saying that this reaction is a monster rivalry?” Jonah huffs out.

Kwil snarls, but it’s cut off as he tries to breathe through the reaction.

“Yes,” he bites out.

“But you didn’t care before.” Jonah winks in my direction.

“Before? When?” I demand breathlessly. It hits me. “In the van.”

Jonah chuckles.

Kwil says through clenched teeth, “That was…beforeyou. Dead.”

My panties are so wet they are sticking to my butt. I shift so that I come up onto my knees in front of Jonah, but my eyes are glued to Kwil.

“You thought I was dead, but now that I’m alive you’re staking a claim?” My own voice grows husky.

Kwil bares his teeth at me, his eyes glowing bright.

“Yes,” he spits out.

Jonah chuckles. “What if I think she’smine?”

The answering snarl is so deep and loud, with spittle flying everywhere, that it steals my breath away.

“Oh, so this is going to be a dominance thing, isn’t it?” Jonah laughs as he looks at me with a raised brow.

The snarl that comes from Kwil sounds like a challenge. And I nearly come undone just listening to it.

“I’m right, aren’t I?” Jonah pushes “Then take control, I don’t care.Ourgirl is over there panting like a dog in heat. We should probably give her what she wants before she combusts.”

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