Page 19 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)
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I peek in at her and see her lying down in bed. Her body relaxes, and I grit my teeth… I want to be lying there next to her with my tongue shoved up her ass, but I can’t because I have fucking company.
Growling, I make my way through the hall, ignoring all the staff who stop and bow as I walk through the hall and bound down the stairs, not even bothering to wait for the elevator.
I see them just casually sitting in my love nest like they’re welcome here!
“F?. For fanden. Ud! (Get. The fuck. Out! )” I seethe, horns starting to slide out even though I have barely been able to hold in all fucking day.
“Hvad g?r vi? (What we do?) ” Wilder looks up from playing his Switch as he hangs off the back of a chair. Gannon also looks up as he hungrily devours three bowls of ramen in front of him.
“Don’t fucking what me! You all heard me get the fuck out!” I huff, mind already going haywire from being away from my baby. I can smell her pussy from down here…
“We just came here to check on you!” Wilder tries to reach for some of Gannon’s noodles and like a wild animal, he growls, baring fangs. “See?! We wanted to check on you because we are all starting to change… something isn’t right!”
“Why the fuck should I give a fuck if you change or die? Just get the fuck out! I have my wife waiting all ripe and ready for me to fuck upstairs and I have to make her wait just so I can talk to you?!”
“We get it, but this shit is strange and we need answers,” Genesis steps forward and I notice three horns barely poking out of his head while one of his blue eyes is flashing red.
“What the fuck do you want me to tell you when I don’t know shit my fucking self?!” I stomp, causing a crack in the tile. Fuck… it’s hard trying to control my strength.
Even when I was with baby, I felt like at any moment I could shatter her bones if I squeezed even slightly more. I have never been so fucking scared in my life…
“But you know more than we do. Just tell us what you do to combat this shit! It’s fucking up my ability to think properly,” Pierce growls, his eyes flickering red as well, but I turn my back on them.
“I have my own shit to worry about. Go ask our parents! They are the ones who have hid this shit from us for years. I’m still trying to figure out how to…
” I trail off, not sure how to say I’m trying to sort out how to not fuck my wife to literal death, but they wouldn’t understand.
They would just assume that I’m just fucking around, but in truth, I really do have a compulsive need to fuck her until her body breaks.
“You all relax, you’re too fucking loud,” Saint groans, eyes still closed, feet propped up on the ottoman.
“We can’t make him talk. He’s only a day into this shit as well.
But Legend, you have to cut us some slack.
You’re the only one who is aware of the signs and the best way to combat it, and despite our best attempts, our parents aren’t talking. ”
“Exactly, so spill it already. What the fuck do we do to handle this?” Echo voices and I look him over and I see he’s the only one out of us who doesn’t seem to exhibit symptoms.
“It doesn’t seem I need to tell you shit,” I smirk and the envy flashes red in his eyes, making him curl his lip.
“Don’t even start, you two. The other building is so fucked up you had to displace the families. This time, your girl is here. I’m sure you don’t want her to be privy to any of this,” Pierce sighs, rubbing his eyes and as much as I fucking hate it, he’s right.
I don’t want my wife anywhere near this shit… I don’t know why, but I feel like this is a dangerous thing to attach her to, and her safety is my top priority even beyond figuring out all the shit happening with my own body.
“I hear you, but still it’s not like there is much I can tell you.” I scratch my head. “All I know is when I got with Jessica, I started feeling weird… my body heated up and my mind… she’s all I think about,” I growl, eyes flickering.
“Do you think Jessica is one of those things that mother mentioned?” Pierce ponders. “You know, one of those virtues? Do you think she’s like fated for you? Like you were all meant to?—”
“Fuck skaebne (Fuck fate!) ” I snap, offended.
“Fate can suck my di… on second thought, it can’t because I’m a changed man, but still fuck that bitch!
I picked Jessica. I chose Jessica because I wanted to.
What I have with her has shit to do with fate, and from the way my girl throws pussy at me she for damn sure isn’t a virtue…
those bitches are probably nuns and shit,” I glare, waving my hand away disgusted.
“You can say that all you want, but you just said that you started changing when you got with her. I think looking into this might be the key to whatever the fuck this is,” Genesis states, rubbing his temples.
“That might be the case for you all, but I have yet to fully exhibit even a fraction of the symptoms you all have,” Echo sneers, fisting his hands. “What the fuck makes you all so special to have symptoms before me?” he shouts, and Wilder snaps.
“The fuck are you so pissed about?! It’s not like we want to experience this stupid shit! Do you have any idea how many fucking controllers I’ve broken because I squeeze too fucking hard?! Twenty! I’ve broken fucking twenty! In one fucking day! My precious custom-made creations now feel like toys!”
“Controllers are toys,” Echo sneers, and Wilder stands up so fast, bearing fangs, while Echo crouches as if he’s ready for a fight.
“You take that back,” Wilder warns.
“For fucks sake, settle down. Who has the time for all of that?” Saint sighs deeply, sounding bored. “Anyway, it seems the clues lie in our dear sister-in-law,” Saint peeks a red eye from under the magazine he has over his face.
“True,” Gannon speaks as he scarfs down a huge fork full of food. “She’s got to be one of those virtue things.” He munches loudly.
“Well, that’s not surprising. My Little Baby is special…
try as she might to hide herself, she always shines.
The way I was drawn to her was strange, but she’s such an enigma, so I’m not surprised.
” The spoon Gannon was stuffing his face with fell to the table with a loud clatter, and Wilder’s mouth drops open in horror, making me frown. “What?”
“Don’t you DARE what us!” Wilder sneers, disgusted.
“Huh?” I reel back, cocking my head to the side.
“Yeah!” Gannon points, curling his lip, still chewing. “I thought you were better than this, but I was clearly wrong!” Befuddled, I glance around at the other idiots trying to see if they have a clue what the fuck Thing One and Thing Two are so worked up about, but they shake their heads.
“What. In the. Fuck. Are you. Talking. About?” I grit out.
“Don’t act like you don’t know. You might be the King of Lust, but I didn’t think you would be the King of RACISM !” Wilder’s nostrils flare, and I’m so fucking confused I bear my teeth, offended.
“Yeah, we might be some killers, but we draw the line at racism!” Gannon spits with venom and I grit my teeth, pissed.
“WHAT?! Who’s racist?! Me?!” I point at myself, shaking my head. “My wife is Black!” I yell. Gannon and Wilder stand up so fast, both their hands growing claws, and I crouch, ready to fight both of these fuckwads.
“That’s what they all say! But how dare you call your precious wife and my sister in law the E word!” Wilder’s eyes flash.
“What the fuck is the E word?!” I roar windows shaking, and Wilder sputters before crouching, ready to strike.
“You say you love her, but you called her… I hate to say it, since the word is so despicable, but how can you call her an enigma !” Gannon snaps, eyes going blood red.
“Yeah, I’m sure my sister-in-law would hate you if she heard that, but we’ll defend her,” Wilder growls, glaring at me, and I go still…
Wait a fucking minute… I cock my head to the side and glance over to the Genesis, Pierce, Saint, and Echo and see they are all rubbing their temples with closed eyes, snickering.
But I can’t… I can’t take these assholes seriously! Just to be sure… though I fucking hope it’s not the case, I sigh, wanting to breathe fire on these idiots, but I calm down.
“Are you per-fucking-haps getting the Enig?—”
“DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING SAY IT AGAIN!” Wilder shouts.
“YOU FUCKING….! GGUUUUHHHHHHH! YOU FUCKING! IDIOTS! THAT’S THE N-WORD! The N AS IS NOT FUCKING ENIGMA, which only means a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand, which has fucking NOTHING to do with her fucking race!” I shout and they both go still…
“Oh… haha, you’re right… I already knew that,” Gannon chuckles, picking up his fork, to eat as if he didn’t just accuse me of speaking derogatorily to my woman.
“Damn… I thought you were saying the word in a different language or something,” Wilder smiles, “You know what, Legend? You’re alright.” He plops down on my sofa and pulls out his Switch and goes to play again, but I can’t fucking take it.
I fear that if I surround myself with such stupidity, I’ll catch it.
“Get. The. Fuck. Out!” I snap with all the ire inside of me, slowly transforming partially into my demon form.
“But you just got here, and we wanted to spend a bit more time with our sister-in-law,” Saint adds, smoking another cigar.
“Yeah, why are you trying to rush us off so fast, huh?” Echo smirks. “Your wife seems to be sleeping, so you have time to give us details.
“I understand you’re annoyed, Legend, but we need to figure this out.”
“Yeah, at least wait until I finish this last lev?—”
“LEAVE! ALL OF YOU! FIGURE THIS SHIT OUT ON YOUR OWN FUCKING TIME!” I yell and point to the door.
“Fine,” Pierce speaks up. “In your defense, I at the very fucking least see how these idiots can be exhausting, but think about it, Lege?—”
“AND STOP FUCKING CALLING ME THAT!”
“You were just going goo-goo eyed when your wife said it, though,” Echo frowns.