Page 116 of Broken Obsession

“You keep touching me there like you expect me to develop a trigger. What, you want me horny for you whenever you massage my thigh?”

It hadn’t been the best of his plans, but having it called out so bluntly sort of made Ares want to pout. That is, until he went to pull his hand away, and Eden growled at him.

“Don’t you dare.” Eden bounced on his cock a few times before continuing their conversation. “Tell me you love me again. You’ve said it before.”

“I love you.” He did. He didn’t see reason not to voice it if that’s what his Starling wanted.

Eden eyed him and when he didn’t add anything, demanded, “Aren’t you going to ask me to say it back?”

“You’ve never said it before.” He didn’t think he was ready. There was a chance he didn’t feel the same way yet. “I can wait.”

“Until reality splits and another love interest enters the scene?”

Ares furrowed his brow. In one swift motion, he shoved up and rolled forward, pinning Eden beneath him on the other side of the bed. Grabbing onto the footboard, he used it to help propel himself forward as he fucked in deep, grinding between Eden’s thighs with enough force to shake the furniture and send the other man howling.

He took him rough and punishingly, just the way Eden liked it, hoping to pound some of this pent-up aggression out of him, at least enough so they could have a clear discussion about whatever was actually bothering him.

“You’re being childish,” Ares stated after a few minutes. “Use your words and tell me plainly what I did to upset you.”

Eden dug his nails into Ares' sides, hips lifting as best he could to chase after the strokes of Ares’ cock as he pounded him into the mattress. “You and Zar aren’t related, but you treat him differently.”

“I treat you differently, too,” he pointed out. “Better.”

“I don’t like it.” Eden licked his lips, seemingly warring with himself before he confessed, “You’remine.”

“I am,” he agreed.

“I don’t want you listening to anyone else’s commands. Even his. I don’t want to stand there and watch you shoot someone just because Zar told you to. I don’t want you playing games with other students in empty classrooms. Iespeciallydon’t want you alone with Fisher in empty classrooms. I don’teven want you in full classrooms because I can’t stand the way everyone is always leering and lusting after you.”

“Should I blind everyone on campus?” Ares suggested. “Would that soothe you?”

“Yes,” Eden hissed, then quickly corrected, “but no. I know this is senseless and irrational and I’ve probably gone crazy. I certainly feel like I’ve lost my mind. I’ve never had anything good that was solely my own. I grew up with a sibling and am used to sharing everything. But you…I don’t want to share you, Lucifer.”

“You won’t have to,” he promised. “Not ever.”

“Do you really mean that? What if you slip through the cracks and find someone better than me and—”

“Stop.” Eden must have heard something to make him suddenly believe in the multiverse, but Ares could find out what that was later. “Paradise, I love you, and I’ve never loved anyone.”

“We’ve only known each other for two months.”

“Long enough, at least for me.”

“Everyone is always drooling over you and giggling when you walk by and it pisses me off.”

“I never notice.” He really didn’t. Ares didn’t care about the opinions of side characters. “They’re just NPCs.” It was interesting, though, how large Eden’s jealousy had grown in such a short time.

Their time at the cabin hadn’t been for naught, it seemed.

Eden wanted a connection that didn’t require him pretending he wasn’t bloodthirsty over his family’s deaths. He wanted to be taken care of, wanted to be pampered and looked after and kept warm from the harsh winters of a cruel world. Ares could provide all of that and more; all Eden had to do was accept it.

“Quit being stubborn,” Ares urged. “I’m not messing with you. This is real. I intend to keep you. If I have to feed you my cock and pump you full of come every single night for the rest of our lives to convince you, so be it.”

He emitted a strangled sound at that. “Good Light, do you have to be so vulgar about it?”

Ares grinned. “You love when I talk dirty to you.”

Eden’s fingers delved through Ares’ hair and gripped him hard. “Promise you’ll stop listening to him. You’re allowed to do what you want to do, but you can’t blindly follow someone else’s commands anymore. You have a boyfriend now, and I won’t stand for it.”