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What the fuck had he done?

Fury like I had never felt before had me surging forward, and without me making the conscious decision, I was storming towards them, ready to defend her. Against him? For him? Shit. What the fuck was I doing?

I forced myself to stop before I inserted myself in a situation I had no place being in. If I shoved my way between the two, I could end up making a fool of myself. A concept that was completely foreign to me, and something I had never cared about before. I was uncomfortable with how much I did care all of a sudden, so I did the only thing I could think to do and shut that shit down.

However, while I was stuck in my head, I completely missed their argument. They had come to some sort of resolution, and they inched closer as if to return to their embrace at any moment. Witnessing them gaze lovingly into each other’seyes set off an explosion inside my chest. Something that felt remarkably like jealousy and possession.

My back-and-forth emotions were giving me whiplash, and it was the only explanation I could give myself for what I did next.

‘I thought I told you,she’s mine.’

Both of them whipped around at the sound of my voice, and I knew it shouldn’t have shocked me, but I was simultaneously pleasantly surprised and immensely annoyed when he stepped protectively in front of her.

‘Who are you?’ he demanded, his voice strong, stronger than it should have been this soon after his disrespectful burial.

‘I’m your worst fucking nightmare if you don’t get your filthy fucking hands off what’s mine,’ I growled out, stalking towards him with my deadliest glare fixed in place.

Kali pushed forward then, putting herself in front of her little boyfriend with her own glare ready to burn me to ash.

‘Morty,’ she said in greeting, the conversational tone and the nickname in direct opposition to her protective stance and wary scowl. I was stunned into silence at the way she’d shortened my name, like we were more familiar with each other than we were. But I liked it. A warmth seared in the centre of my chest at the prospect that perhaps we weren’t as far away from her accepting me as I’d thought.

‘Morty?’the man asked, disbelief colouring his tone.

My eyes snapped to his, all the previous warmth I felt dissipating in an instant at the new nickname coming from his mouth. It only felt right coming from my ghost girl.

‘His name is Mortimer,’ she explained to him, though she kept her sights set firmly on me.

‘What a name…’ he mumbled under his breath, earning a scathing slap from Kali. Her defence of me and my name put out the fire his insolence had sparked just as quickly as the match was struck. This woman…

‘And how do you know him?’ the other man asked, and I took great pleasure in the strain in his voice. Perhaps I wasn’t the only one here who was so obsessively possessive over my ghost girl. A problem that would need to be rectified. And promptly.

‘He’s… well…’ she stammered, and I wondered how she would explain me. ‘He’s sort of stalking me, I guess.’

I blinked.

He blinked.

Kali’s head whipped back and forth as her gaze bounced between us, her bottom lip caught distractingly between her teeth. My thoughts bled of anything that didn’t revolve around what I wanted to do to that lip, and I found myself leaning forward, ready to replace her teeth with my own.

The ghost cleared his throat, also caught up in the beautiful sight, and it snapped me out of the spell she had woven so expertly over me. My cock protested with a sharp twitch, desperate to push inside her once again, but I couldn’t let those thoughts win. I had never let my dick overrule my thoughts and actions before, and I certainly wasn’t about to let it start now.

Fuck. This wasn’t me. I needed to get a hold of myself.

‘I’m merely ensuring the well-being of what belongs to me,’ I stated simply.

I bristled at her scoff.

‘I don’t belong to you,’ she said, almost convincingly, but with the way she fell apart around my cock, we both knew that wasn’t true.

‘I’ve already claimed you, Kali,’ I said, deciding that using her name would be more prudent for getting my point across. I wasn’t an unreasonable monster.

She huffed, exasperated. ‘You can’t claim a person, Morty.’

I arched a brow and tipped up the corners of my lips into a knowing smirk. ‘No?’

She hesitated, probably sensing that she was going to lose this argument. Still, she held her ground, and my cocked twitched at her bratty glare. I wanted to plunge my cock into her mouth and fuck the expression right off her face.

‘No.’