Fury (New Adult Romance) - #1.5 Fierce Series
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She looks upset, and I’m not sure if it’s still from this morning or if something else happened. I choose not to ask about it, because I want her to be relaxed when she’s around me. I want to be the one who makes her smile.
“Hey, you ready to go?” I ask while putting my arm around her, kissing her on the temple.
“I just need to change into something else first,” she says.
I caress her back, the smooth skin awakening my virility. “Okay, I can wait. It’s early anyway.”
She walks into her room and rummages through her clothes like a crazy lady, throwing stuff around the room, making a mess of things. I wonder where she keeps that dress she had on last night. I’d love to see her wear that thing again. I want to take it slow, but there’s nothing wrong with having a little eye candy.
“Why don’t you just put on that same dress you wore last night? It looked fucking amazing.”
She turns around, and I can clearly see the flush on her face. “No! I’m not wearing the same thing twice in a row without washing it first.”
I grin and look at her glowing skin, reminding me of how she looked when she was moaning underneath me. “Too bad. I was looking forward to seeing you stretch that thing to its limit as you dance, and I’m there to watch.”
She chuckles. “In your dreams.” She grabs a white top and a pair of jeans. It’s not exactly a tiny black dress, but it’ll have to do, I guess. “Could you close the door?” she asks.
“Sure.” I slam it shut with my foot, because I’m not taking my eyes off her.
When she pulls off her shirt, I bite my lip, wanting more of this nice strip act. I love watching girls take off their clothes. It’s a nice distraction.
“Hey, I’m not giving a peep show!”
Too bad; she covers her perfect tits again. “I’ve already seen you. Nothing to be secretive about. Of course, I do love looking at you being naked,” I say, and I mean it. She’s gorgeous.
“You’re embarrassing me,” she says, pursing her lips.
“I told you I love to see you blush.” I like how she looks when I affect her so much. It’s powerful. Makes me feel alive.
“Turn around,” she says with a frown.
I sigh and roll my eyes a little. “Fine. If I have to.” I casually close my eyes and turn around.
I wait until I hear her voice again. “You can open your eyes now.”
Her figure shows nicely through the thin pants she’s wearing, and she’s got a fucking hot white top on, which is so tight I can almost see her perky nipples. Damn. I can’t resist putting my arms around her and pressing my cock against her ass. “You look sexy,” I grunt. If she keeps wearing things like this it’s going to be hard keeping my hands off her.
“Thanks,” she says, her voice changing in tone as I start kissing her bare neck and shoulder. Her breathing is ragged as I drag my lips up and down her neck, my cock throbbing in my pants. “I can barely wait to rip them off,” I whisper.
She moans, and it makes me hyper aware of her every sound and movement.
“Let’s not go to the party. Let’s just stay here tonight,” she says.
All my nerves are on fire, my blood pumping to my cock as she says those words. It’s so fucking tempting to just go for it.
“I want to make love,” she says.
I chuckle. I wish I could take her up on that offer. I can’t wait to claim her as my own. Unfortunately, I have a vendetta.
“As much as I’d like to take you up on that offer, there’s something I need to do at that party.”
She groans, annoyed. I know she can’t wait, but she doesn’t even know what she’s in for yet. I won’t let her wait long, though.
“Don’t worry,” I murmur. “We’ll get there eventually, and when we do … I’m going to make love to you so hard, you’ll beg for mercy.”
I kiss her on the cheek and release her from my grasp before it becomes too hard to stick to the plan. “Let’s go,” I say, and I grab her hand and pull her out the door.
Chapter 25
Digging Deeper
My heart is pounding in my chest as we walk up the steps toward the house. The party has long started, but I feel terrified going in there. I’m afraid Leafy might get hurt. I don’t want to bring her in here, but at the same time I know they’d do something to her if I didn’t. I have no choice if I want to keep her safe. The only way to make sure she’s safe and sound and comes back home with me is by making sure she won’t do anything reckless.
“One second,” I say as Jaret reaches the door.
Mind if I go on ahead?” Jaret says.
“No problem. You go watch them carefully,” I tell him, and he nods. He knows what to do.
I turn my attention back to her. “Pay attention. You wanted to come, but I want you to promise me something.”
“Okay,” she says, frowning. “What?”
“Do not under any circumstance talk with the people I’m involved with. Once I leave your side, don’t come after me. No matter what.”
I hope that she’ll listen.
“Are you kidding me?”
Of course not … Stubborn little thing. She doesn’t stand a chance against them, but doesn’t seem to realize how dangerous they are. “I’m not. I don’t want you to get involved in this.”
She rolls her eyes, but I lean forward, trying to get her to focus on me, because this is important. I’m not doing this to annoy her. “I’ll spend as much time with you as I can, but once Jaret calls me, I have to leave. Please promise me you’ll just enjoy the party.”
She averts her eyes, pouting.
“Please?” I ask, placing my hand on her arm. “Don’t make me worry about you.” I’m already worried. I just don’t want her to know it.
“Fine, whatever,” she says. “Can we go in now?”
Good. That’s one thing, but I forgot something else. “Oh, and one more thing,” I say. “Don’t take anything from anyone. Ever.” I don’t want her to get drugged up, and I sure as hell think they’re capable of doing just that.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it. No drugs. No drinks from someone else.”
God, I can’t wait for this night to be over.
“Right,” I say with a wink. “You’re starting to get it.”
“I’m not a little girl.”
No, you’re just a little feisty sometimes, but that’s okay. I like feisty. “No. You’re my Leafy, and I want to see you safe.”
Her face lights up when I say that, and it makes me smile. We go inside and I take a huge breath before stepping into the crowd. Music is blaring through the speakers, some song by Kanye West called ‘Black Skinhead.’
Leafy makes a face and jams her fingers in her ears. “Jesus.”
I laugh. “Probably his idea of partying.” I’d imagine the leader to be the type to like this kind of music.
The next song is Muse’s ‘Supermassive Black Hole,’ and it’s a much better pick. When I spot Wes standing near one of the speakers with a glass in his hand, I go over to greet him. He needs to know I showed up with my girl so we won’t be lynched by the gang. I’m still undercover and this whole thing isn’t over before the leader is in jail, my brother is out, and Wes is either knocked out or dead.
“Hey, Hunter!” he says, fist bumping me. “Glad you could join us.”
“Of course. There ain’t no party without the Hunter,” I say, winking.
He laughs. “I see you brought your girlfriend.” He eyes her for a second, and it makes me want to gouge them out. “Yeah, she couldn’t pass up on it.”
“She looks a little lost,” he says, and he winks at me. “Take her for a dance.”
I squint. “Well, I got my duties here too. Still need to sell some more before I’m through my stash for today.”
Wes sips from his drink. “Nah, you did great. Go ahead. You earned a little free time,” he says. I’m not sure if I should take him seriously or not. Sometimes he’s so elusive, I can’t figure him out.
Okay. I guess he’s in a good mood.
I get back to my Leafy and grab her hand, pulling it up so I can give it a peck. “Wanna dance?”
“B-but what about―”
“It can wait,” I say, and I kiss her hand, my tongue dipping out to mark her as mine. I pull her back across the dance floor, and she stumbles on her feet. She’s really not used to any of this, but it makes this much more fun. I like that I can experience all the ‘firsts’ with her. To me, that’s a treasure.
She’s still afraid, so I take control over our dance, placing her hand on my shoulder. I guide her across the dance floor, and when we reach the middle, I stop and pull her close to me. I admit, I’m not a proper dancer. When I dance, I practically fuck with clothes on.
I twirl her in my arms and start moving my body. I grind my hips against hers, letting my hands roam freely. My fingers splay on her waist, sliding up and down. I’m almost tempted to touch her tits, but that’s a private matter. I’m not letting anyone else see what we do in the bedroom. She’s mine and only I get to enjoy her that way.
My lips are close to her ear, her skin too tantalizing not to kiss. I plant my lips on her neck, biting down softly. She moans softly, not loud enough for the crowd to hear, but loud enough to make my cock stir. I know she can feel it.
She’s keeping up with me quite well, moving with me to the rhythm. God, I love to dance with her.
But then I spot her friend dancing with another girl somewhere in the middle of the room. I somehow recall her name from a conversation I overheard between them. I think her name’s Evie, although I’m surprised I even remember it. I wonder what she’s doing here.
“Hey,” I say. “Isn’t that your friend? Evie?”
Leafy turns her head and gasps.
“What’s she doing here?” I ask. This is really not a good place to be; she doesn’t know the risks.
“I invited her to come. I wanted her to have a good time. You know, relax a little. She really needed it.”
“Are you sure? She looks upset,” I say, as the girl is desperately avoiding making eye-contact with Leafy.
“That’s because we’re in a bit of a rough spot at the moment.”
I kiss her on the temple, swaying her back and forth to the music. “How come?”
“I found out she’s in love with me.”
Oh … now I see. “And you were already pining for someone else.”
She blushes, licking her lips. “Yeah, well, it’s difficult.”
No wonder she was so bitchy toward me. Well, no hard feelings, but I’m glad I won Leafy for myself. She’s all mine now, and I don’t share. I grin. “Too bad for her I got you first. Now you’re mine.”
I kiss her on the cheek and let my tongue dip out. I can’t help wanting to lick every inch of her skin. I’ve been dying to for so long, and now that I finally can, I feel like I have to use every opportunity I get to ravish her.
But my attention is suddenly drawn to a scream.
I stop dancing and search for the sound, and then I spot the girl Evie was dancing with lying on the floor.
“You don’t want a guy to join in on the fun? Pathetic,” a guy says, towering over her.
My eyes narrow as I watch him, my hands balling into fists. I don’t want to make a scene, not with all the gang members watching, but if he takes it a step too far, I’m not going to hold myself back.
“Fucking dykes!” the guy screams.
“That’s it,” I say, and I storm toward him. I don’t care about the gang anymore. They can watch if they want. I’ll show them what I’m capable of.
“What the fuck did you just say?” I yell in his face.
“They’re a bunch of dirty fanny bashers. They’re not allowed in here.”
Fuming, I say, “You don’t get to fucking decide that.”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” He spits on the floor like he’s all that. I swear, I’m going to punch him so hard he’ll be flying out of here if he doesn’t make a run for it soon.
I grab his collar and pull him up easily. “You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?”
“Dykes don’t belong in an Alpha Psi party,” he snarls.
Nobody gets to fucking treat girls the way he just did. This is not okay. “I dare you to say that word again.”
“D.Y.K.E. Dyke,” he repeats, but I’m not giving him enough time to spell out that last letter before I smack him in the head, hard. His nose cracks and he lands on the ground a couple of feet away.
“Get your fucking homophobic ass out of here!” I yell. I’m sick and tired of assholes like that, judging people, thinking they have the right. Live and let live.
The guy has trouble getting to his feet, but once he does he runs out the door like the scared motherfucker he is. Good. He’d better be gone before I shove the nearest chair up his ass.
“Dick,” I say, snorting.
“Are you okay?” Leafy says as she walks over to the two girls. I hold out my hand to the girl lying on the floor and help her get up.
“T-thanks,” she says.
“Don’t mention it,” I say.
“You girls all right?” Leafy asks.
The girls smile, and I think Evie even looks at me without contempt this time. “Thanks. Both of you,” she says.
“Can we go home now?” the girl that was on the floor says.
“Yeah,” Evie says, grabbing the girl’s hand. “We’ll go home.”
“I’m sorry,” Leafy says.
“It’s not your fault,” Evie says, and they have a short moment with each other. I guess things still need to be talked out between the two of them.
“See you later, okay?” she adds.
“Definitely,” Leafy says.
The girls leave while I crack my knuckles, trying to calm down before I explode. This is really not a good time to start a fight, although there’s nothing more I’d like to do now than to kick that guy’s ass.
“Are you hurt?”
I turn around, and suddenly Leafy grabs my hand, checking it for wounds.
“No. I’m fine. Pussies like him can’t even graze me.” I smile at her, appreciating the fact that she always wants to care for me.
“I found a distributor willing to talk.” I hear Jaret’s voice before I see him, but turn around immediately.
“Awesome. It’s time to go then,” I say, and as I try to follow him, Leafy grabs my arm.
“Wait, what? You’re leaving?”
“Not the party. We’re gonna talk. See if we can find out who the courier is.” I kiss her on the forehead and walk away with Jaret, leaving her behind. I hope she’s okay with being alone for a while. I don’t know how long this will take, but I hope it’s quick. I don’t want her to get into trouble, and I certainly don’t want her to follow me either.
“C’mon, he’s in a bedroom, waiting for us.”
“What did you tell him?”
“Well … not much … I just thought I’d go about this a bit different this time.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
He chuckles. “Let’s just say I don’t think he’ll remember much of this.”
“What did you do?” I say. “Don’t tell me you drugged him?”
Jaret grins as we walk up the stairs. “I might’ve slipped something into his drink while he wasn’t looking.”
“Dude …”
“I know.”
“You scare me sometimes,” I say, laughing.
We enter a room and I find a guy lying on a kid’s bed, twirling his finger in the air. When he sees us, he springs up from the bed and smiles broadly. The stars are almost visible in his eyes.
“What the hell did you give him?”
“Oh … just a mix of a couple of things.”
I slap my hand against my forehead. “Oh, God …”
; “Well, let’s just do this quick, okay.”
Jaret walks up to the guy and goes to his knees. “Hey, dude, we got a question for ya.”
“Oh, that’s nice,” he says, completely zoning out.
I really don’t have time for this shit. I get closer and grab his face, forcing him to look at me. “Tell me who the courier is.”
He just smiles at me. “What?”
I sigh and release him from my grip, angry as hell because this is not going to get us anywhere either. “That guy is stoned out of his mind.”
“Just wait, we just have to keep asking.”
“We don’t have time to wait!”
Suddenly the door opens, and I turn around to see who it is. Shit. It’s Wes.
“What are you doing up here?” he asks.
“Uh …” I look back at the guy lying on the bed, who’s now closed his eyes and seems to have passed out.
“He took too many drugs at once,” Jaret says.
Wes squints, his eyes darting back and forth between the both of us. “And you sold that to him?”
“No, well, yes, part of it. But we didn’t realize he took this much. We can take care of it, no problem.”
“You sure he’ll be okay?” Wes asks.
“Yes, we’ll make sure of that,” Jaret says with the biggest, most pretentious smile I’ve ever seen.
“Hmm …” Wes nods. “Well, I just wanted to tell you, Hunter, that your chick has left the building.”
“What?” I say, my eyes widening.
“She’s gone.” He shrugs. “Not my problem, just thought, since you’ve been a good salesman today, I’d do you a favor by letting you know. See ya.”
He closes the door behind him and leaves just as quickly as he came. I’m flabbergasted. The first thing I want to do is rush out so I can find my girl, but I know I have a duty to fulfill here. My body and mind are torn in two.
“Go after her, dude,” Jaret says. “It’s not safe for her here, alone.”
“But I can’t leave you on your own like this either. This isn’t your fight.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll get him back home, safe and sound. And I’ll make sure he tells me who the courier is. I’ll stay with him until he does.”