Page 118 of Remnants
Kellan snickers. “That’swhy.”
The metal sets everyone back on their feet, then sinks to the floor. A guy with buzzed hair touches the floor, and the wooden boards move back in place. Aiden thanks him, then waits for the members to file out of the room to the elevators before he follows.
“What is he going to do?”
“Wanna watch?”
“Does a bear shit in the woods?”
He snorts. “So unladylike.”
I jab him in the ribs, and he uses my elbow to tug me against him, then sucks on my ear. “Don’t tease me, beautiful, or I’ll fuck you in this now-empty hall.” He rubs his hand into the fabric over my pussy, and my blood heats.
Fuck.
No, I want to see what Aiden’s doing.
Tickling his elbow where I know he’s sensitive, I twirl out of his reach the second it does the trick. “Bye!” I run, but it only gets me as far as the elevator because there is fuck-all chances of me taking the stairs down eleven floors.
Kellan laughs as he strolls to catch up with me, knowing there’s no escape. I wait for the elevator to arrive after dropping off the last batch of members. Racing inside, I jab the door close button in the tiny chance it can beat him, but his hand slaps on the door, and he saunters inside.
Damn.
He stands behind me, his grin turning feral when he bends to whisper in my ear, “You know how I get when you try to run from me, beautiful.” His hot breath tickles the wisps of hair around my ear, and my thighs clench.
“I want to see what Aiden’s doing,” I rasp.
He chuckles, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. “I’ll let you watch.” He slips his hand under my dress, grazing his fingers between my folds over my underwear. “Then maybe I’ll bend you over the couch at the Loft and fuck you in this dress. You don’t know how hard it’s been to keep my hands to myself.” His other hand dips into my bra to squeeze my breast. He thumbs my nipple, and my cunt throbs.
“Kell,” I pant. “If the doors open…”
Kellan bites the crook of my neck, swirling his tongue over it and then sucking it hard. “Open where? You haven’t pushed the buttonyet.”
My eyes fly open.
“Shit! I’m going to miss it!” I poke the first-floor button and shove him off, and he laughs.
“There’ll be plenty of time.”
He doesn’t touch me until the doors ding open, and then he leads me through a side door to the weight room.
“Kell, this isn’t—”
“Shh…” he growls, pushing me against the small lip in front of the window that reveals the training gym. “You can watch him from here.”
A crowd surrounds Aiden on the other side of the gym. He has his whip sword out—blunted where I see it strike the attacks down—and a single shield. Members attack him on their own or in units, trying to find an opening. He knocks them down one after another, sending some flying or off their feet.
Kellan circles my clit, dragging his fingers through my arousal and teasing me with it as Aiden takes on the Guild single-handedly. “I knew you’d like watching him.” He laughs, his fingers getting more slick the more I witness. He yanks my underwear down to my thighs, then glides a digit into my wet heat. “Did you know he trains every day too? He’s down here in the weight room every morning before anyone else wakes up?”
I can’t restrain my groan any longer, letting it pass through parted lips as I rock into his fingers and watch Aiden.
One of the members gets around his sword, closing in on him, and my breath hitches with worry. Aiden slams his fist into them,and they fall to the ground. The others rush him in that moment, and instead of gathering his metal around him, he drops it.
Kellan’s cock breaches my entrance, then pushes into me inch by inch, forcing the air from my lungs on another low groan. I’m not using them anyway, not while Aiden seems to be at a disadvantage. Until he dodges the first one, uses the momentum from the next one to shove them past him, trips the third one, and on and on, as he fights the ones who’d abandoned using their gifts in the hopes that hand-to-hand fighting might give them an edge.
Oh, fuck. I need Kellan to move. I need friction. I push my ass into him, grinding back and jerking forward, my hands gripping the window ledge. “Seen enough? This isn’t one-way glass, so if you want me to fuck you, we’ll have to leave.”
I curse him, torn between the two options. Kellan undulates his hips, his dick pressing against my inner walls and making my knees weak.
