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“Hey… You just got home?” she asked, tone nice with me.

“Yeah.”

“Did you eat?”

My eyes dropped over her body, and she scoffed. Oh, she obviously didn’t mean like that.

“I was going to make you something, but I remembered you don’t deserve it.”

“I ate, Ashbourne. Don’t look too worried about me.”

She moved to the steps, rolling her eyes. Her face was red and a bit bruised from Osiris’ beating, and though I would have done the same, I stopped her.

“Are you okay?” I hooked my finger under her chin and lifted. Our eyes locked, and my cock hardened in my pants. Why did she have to be so fucking gorgeous? My dick got hard too often around her. Her dark brown eyes scanned my face, her heart shape face framed by her long jet-black hair. It was down right now and I kind of liked it like that.

“Why do you care?” she asked, moving past me and down the steps.

She didn’t notice my erection and why would she? She didn’t see me like that because I came on too strong. Now pride held me back from being nicer to her. She had Abel and Beck being nice to her; why did I have to be?

“Meet me in the training room early, Ashbourne. At seven.”

She groaned, like a little kid who was told they had to go to bed early to get up early.

“Did you hear me?”

“Sadly,” she muttered, which was good enough for me.

I moved to the room, instantly taking off all my gear and moving to the bathroom. I flicked on the shower hand before stepping into it. My body was sweaty and gross from being out at the academy for more investigation. I washed my body before my hand cupped my throbbing member. My eyes blurred a bit. This girl had a way of getting me painfully hard. Each time she spoke back, she looked at me or glared. I wanted to slam her against the wall and slide my dick into her for even glaring at me.

I heard her cry with Abel and Beck, and I could tell it pained all of us. I wanted to be the reason she was screaming. I wanted to hear her moan into my ear.

My hand moved up and down my member, eyes closing. It felt amazing, but I bet she felt better. My hand rubbed my member as I thought about slamming into her. Her screams would fill the house as she tightened around me.

My fist tightened, balls tightening as well. My hips bucked as I thought about all the ways I would get her to submit to me. Her on her knees, begging for me to give her my come.

I bit my lip, gasping for air as my hand moved faster.

I needed her, but I was too stubborn to admit it. I wanted to taste her sweet pussy, have her bent over for me, and begging for more.

“More, Kier. Please!” She cried in my head, and I thrusted one last time, imagining I shoved myself deep into her pussy and shot my warm cum into her.

I hissed, head dropping back as my legs shook. I don’t know how much longer I could deal with this.

9

Sal

“Did you sleep?” I asked Cozen when I opened the door to the training room that he was using to make my arm. It was nearly seven in the morning like Kier wanted and I found Cozen in here.

“No, but I will after I finish this arm.”

I looked at the hunk of metal he had. He was working fast. Last night when I went downstairs to get a drink of water, Cozen had been downstairs but left quickly to get work done.

I didn’t think much of it.

“You don’t want… to be around me anymore?” I asked, unable to stop myself. This was the first time I saw him in years, and I didn’t want this to be the last.

He looked up, turning to look at me. He pushed his goggles up, hair being pushed back into his chestnut hair. “I’d love to be around you more… But Viper is waiting for me, and I have clients and—”