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Chapter 9

Mordy

“ S mells glorious in here, lass,” I said, pulling her mouthwatering scent into my nostrils, memorizing it. She had finally done it. I had been making bets with myself on how long it would take her to give in, and it finally happened.

“Huh?” she sniffed the air and blinked her eyes slowly, yawning. “What does it smell like?” She and I were both more than aware she hadn’t been asleep most of the night. Well, maybe she didn’t know I knew she hadn’t been asleep, but I did. She’d been a busy little bird.

“Really, éan ? You know you do not want me to answer that. Right?” I probed, giving her a chance to answer before I did. We were more than aware I would call her out on her shit. She’d been a naughty little kitten. She thought no one would notice what she had been up to when she thought no one was watching. I was always watching.

“What in the ever-loving fuck are you talking about, Mordicus? I was sleeping, so if there’s a smell, it’s because you did something.” She stretched and moaned. My eyes roamed over her body, which was barely covered. I’d taken the liberty of hiding most of her panties and pants, so she’d worn only a thong beneath a long t-shirt to bed last night, claiming it was to spite me. If that was her idea of revenge, I would let her win our constant battle from here on out.

“Exactly.” I smugly smiled, licking my lips as I inched up the bed closer to her ass, planning to bite it before she could stop me. My nose trailed up her thigh, and she moaned. I wasn’t sure that she realized the delectable nose she made.

“What?” She jerked upward, yanking the cover over her exposed body, and cocked her head to the side.

“Fuck. That is what I’m talking about. Whose dick was it? My brother’s or mine that had your divine pussy clenching so hard you had to be a dirty little bird?” I asked her in agonizing pain from how hard her scent made me. “Hmm?” I climbed further up and took her hands in mine. When she didn’t pull away immediately, I continued lifting her left hand to my lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She eyed me but didn’t straight out deny what we both knew was true. She had been in here riding her fingers moments before I opened the door.

“Now, which one was it?”

“None of them, Mordicus. You’re delusional.” She attempted to pull her hand from my grasp, and my grip tightened around her fingertips.

“Prove it.”

“I don’t owe you shit.”

“While that may be true, we both know you are as stubborn as I am, lass. And you’ll sit here until you’ve proven me wrong, or at least until you think you have, even when we both know what a damned fecking liar you are.” I popped her pointer finger in her mouth, and, dammit, I almost blew my load inside my pants when she gasped, but I kept my composure. “Nope. Not this one.”

“I told you.” She pulled her fingers out of my hand, and I let her. I quickly grabbed her right hand, and she yanked it away.

“Ah, so you like Mrs. Rosey, too?”

“Huh? No, Mordy. Fuck. I didn’t.”

“Mmmhmm. If that were the case, you would let me put those fingers of yours in my mouth even if you didn’t enjoy it—which you would—just to argue your case.”

She shook her head and closed her eyes. “I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this, but here.” Her right hand shook as it inched toward my mouth. My fingers tightened around her middle and ring fingertips; she wasn’t getting out of this. It was the first time she’d allowed me to put something of hers in my mouth, and I damned sure wasn’t wasting a moment of time. My tongue slid from her palm to the tip of her fingers, and I shoved them both into my mouth, sucking on them. My body shuddered instantly when she sucked in a deep breath through her teeth. She was enjoying this as much as I was, but she wouldn’t admit it. I didn’t need to hear the words to understand her body. “Not one, but two fingers.” I slid her fingers out of my mouth and moaned. I wanted more. Of course, I did. I would never get enough of her, but she would of me, so I was dragging out the inevitable for as long as humanly possible. “One for me and one for my brother. Such a good kitten.”

Her skin flushed the sexiest shade of pink as she lied, “I did nothing of the sort.”

“So, it was both of us? Nice!” I hopped off of her and plopped down onto the mattress beside her. “Tell me all about it. Whose dick was where?” I laughed. “I need details. Give me all the details. Don’t skimp on anything.” I flipped onto my stomach and crossed my lower calves, propping my chin up on my cupped hands.

“Get fucked, Mordy!” she complained, getting out of bed and rushing out the door.

“Wish I would,” I called after her, cackling as soon as the words left my mouth.