“No,” she whimpers.
I lean in with my teeth bared. “Go ahead, Dahlia. I’m listening. Tell me how much you hate me and how you don’t want to be my wife.”
She parts her lips on a moan and shakes her head.
“Then tell me you love me,” I say.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders and widens her legs for me. It takes a moment for her to overcome her pride before she whispers, “I love you.”
I groan her name and crush my lips against hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I chase an orgasm that starts in my balls and travels up my spine. My cock jerks, and I spill deep inside her, pushing my load deeper with every thrust.
Dahlia squirms, letting out needy noises against my mouth. I swallow every sound she makes, desperate for more. Breath trembles out of me, and I stop moving when the last of my spunk spills.
“I have a surprise for you,” I say into the kiss.
Dahlia tightens her hold on me, letting me know she’s listening.
I pull out of her and tuck myself into my pants while staring between her legs.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “I don’t know if I’ll get used to that.” My cum leaks out of her and drips down to her asshole.
Dahlia’s cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink, and she squirms as she fixes her clothes. “What’s the surprise?” she asks.
“You’ll see.” I help her stand, then put on my mask and take her hand as I guide her out of the library. The music gets louder as we go toward the front door.
“Seriously, what’s the surprise?” Dahlia asks after we step outside.
My lips curl into a deviant smile that she can’t see. “Like I said, you’ll see, sis.”
Jaxon blindfolds me when we get to what I assume is his car. I don’t know when he got an Impala, but it’s givingSupernaturalvibes and fits my brother perfectly. The ride is quiet except for the music he turns on. I’m not sure how long the trip is, and the anticipation is slowly killing me. Jaxon always keeps me on my toes, and I’m unsure if I’m excited or nervous.
Both. It’s probably both.
The car stops, and he throws it into park. His door opens then shuts, and a few seconds later, mine opens, letting in the cool air.
“Come here, flower,” he says.
I blindly reach for him as I slip out of the vehicle. Jaxon helps me and slides his palm to my lower back to steady me.
“Can I take the blindfold off yet?” I ask.
“No.”
He ignores my pout and guides me. We walk on a hard surface that feels like stones. Wind rustles through the tree limbs. In the distance, someone screams, and Itense. Jaxon tucks me against his side, his palm sliding down my backside and squeezing my bottom.
“It’s okay. You’re safe,” he murmurs.
“I never doubted that.”
“The Reckoning is happening. No one comes out this way. So all the...excitement happens in the more populated areas.” He helps me up two stairs, and wood creaks beneath our weight.
“Are you going to wreak havoc too?”
A door squeaks on its hinges, and he grabs my hand as he leads me into a building. “Watch your step.”
I awkwardly raise my feet higher so I’m not tumbling face first and embarrassing myself in front of him. The room smells like sweet-pea perfume and stale paint. Music plays through speakers, low enough that I can still hear Jaxon.
“I have a question,” he murmurs. “It’s something that I’ve been dying to know for a long time.”
