Page 95 of The Monster I Am
“What?”
“Ha! You proved my point,” Hunter points out. “Take a damn nap, Bexley.”
I shake my head slightly, still refusing despite enjoying the darkness from behind my eyelids. “Maybe just a few seconds. A microsleep to get a second wind.”
Someone shifts next to me and I can tell by the woodsy scent it’s Hunter. He grabs my hand, threading our fingers together. “How about you take Thursday night off and have dinner with Peyton for me?”
Forcing my eyes open, I throw him a perplexed look. “For you?”
He nods. “It’s our routine. But something has come up this week. I think it would be good for both of you to take a night off from the madness.”
“Fine,” I agree begrudgingly. “But for Peyton’s sake.”
My eyelids start to flutter closed again, muffled voices exchanging quiet words. Hunter begins to pull away, probably wanting to give me space on the couch to lie down, but I groan in protest, yanking him back. “I’m not going to damn sleep.”
Hunter squeezes my hand before I feel his warm breath brushing against my cheek. “Do as you’re told for once.”
“Or what?” I retort, opening my eyes to find his face inches from mine. “Going to tie me down in the bed? Glue me to my pillow?
Interest and curiosity crosses his expression, as though he’s actually contemplating the idea of forcing me to do it.
Over my dead body.
If he thinks I’m any less defiant when tired, he’s delusional. Possibly even more so than I am right now.
Hunter opens his mouth to speak, but I cut off the witty remark, silencing the unspoken words with a kiss. He grumbles something incoherently while attempting to pull away but I promptly snake my arms around his head, holding him still.
I shove my tongue into his mouth, sliding it against his to stop the vocal protests. A firm hand lands on my upper thigh, but I tighten my grip around him, making sure he can’t move away.
Sensing my intentions, Hunter puts his hands on my waist, instead lifting me off the couch since I won’t release my hold on him.
Jokes on him, though. Now that my legs are free, I swing them around his waist, locking my ankles together.
He can pretend he’s not enjoying this and act like I’minconveniencing himwith my obvious deflection tactic, but the strokes of his tongue and lips moving heatedly say otherwise. Oh… and the painfully hard erection poking me.
We both know he’s fighting a losing battle but I applaud the hustle.
A for Effort. Gold star for you.
My head is swimming but it’s no longer from the sleep deprivation. That second wind is finally making an appearance, and for a moment, I forget we’re not alone.
Hunter slams my back into something warm and solid, and I’m dragged away from his lips as my hair is grabbed in someone’s fist.
“We know what you’re doing,” Ry murmurs, forcing me to look at him. His fingers brush along the nape of my neck as he repositions his fist around my hair. Suddenly my head is jerked back again, leaving my throat open for Hunter.
A small moan catches in my throat when lips press against my exposed skin, Ry’s electric blue eyes dart over to Hunter before locking with mine again.
“Oh, yeah?” I smugly ask. “You sure about that?”
He narrows his gaze, ripping my head back again as a hand glides up over my ass, squeezing it. The two of them exchange a silent conversation, and as Rylan releases his hold on me, Hunter carries me toward the armchair.
Holding me with one arm, he slaps my ass earning a yelp before he spins and shoves the chair one-eighty. Before I can figure out what the hell he’s doing, I’m dropped over the top of it, upside down with my body draped toward the seating part while my legs dangle down the back.
“Hey!” I say loudly, reaching down to grab the armrests so I can push my feet back to the floor.
I’ve barely made any traction in my attempt when Hunter hooks his hands into the sides of my shorts, shovingeverythingdown my thighs. A hand smacks my bare ass, making me gasp before fingers shove my legs apart and soft thumbs spread me.
“Look at this pretty little cunt,” Hunter murmurs, stroking his thumbs up and down teasingly. “Already so wet for us.”
