The Unfortunates(22)

Nine gritted her teeth as she moved her gorgeous mouth closer to his naked flesh. Master Kade’s cock pulsed in uneven rhythms, unable to match the tempo of his racing heart. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so tightly coiled. One touch of her moist lips and he was certain he was going to blow all over the place. The muscles in his legs tensed and his toes curled in his shoes as her bottom lip brushed against the head of his penis, collecting his pre-cum. He groaned—a deep, husky groan from his throat—and Nine’s eyes flicked on to his. Her eyes, dark in this light, clouded over curiously and Kade didn’t dare look away. He wanted to look into her large eyes when she opened her mouth and took his whole head inside. Kade felt her hand touch his thigh before he saw it—and it inched closer to his cock the longer he looked at her. He could see it on her face… she was entranced by her own touch and the effect it had on him. Nine was absolutely mesmerised by the sight of Kade seeming so hopeless against her lips and he was showing her more than he wanted to, but she had no fucking idea how hard it was for him to leave her alone. She brushed her bottom lip over his head again and this time Kade managed to keep his shit together, the only giveaway to how good it felt were his teeth raking over his bottom lip.

“Open your mouth.” He moaned, flexing gently against her lips.

Against his flesh, her warm mouth opened and as his cock brushed between her top and bottom lip… there was a knock at the door. Nine jolted backwards, snapped out of her daze and clamped a hand over her mouth. Kade sighed in frustration, prying his finger from the arm rests of his chair. His fingers throbbed. He hadn’t realised he’d been squeezing so hard.

“Your father would like you to come down to the party,” Portia announced through the wooden door.

Kade spoke as he pushed himself back into his pants. It was clear this wasn’t going to happen tonight. His father would keep sending Unfortunates up to get him and eventually come looking for him himself. He didn’t want his father to see him with Nine and give the whole ‘I told you you’d like your own Unfortunate’ speech. Like Vince, his father loved to gloat.

“Tell my father…” Kade looked at Nine, who refused to look back at him. She kept her sights on the varnished floor, cradling her knees to her chest. “That we’ll be right down.”

He raked his fingers through his hair, reached for his drink, and tipped the rest of the contents down his throat.

“Come on, Unfortunate.” He sighed, pushing himself off of the chair. “Let’s go to the party.”



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Nine followed closely behind him as they made their way out of the house. As she was about to step out onto the grass, Kade slammed his hand against the other side of the door frame, straightening his elbow out and blocking her from exiting the house. “You don’t go wandering, you keep your mouth shut, and you steer clear of Vince, got it?”

She eyed him curiously—the kind of look Unfortunates weren’t allowed to have. If she was anyone else’s, she’d be backhanded across the mouth. Kade was beginning to wonder if she slept through all of her classes.

“Why don’t you like your brother?” she asked.

Kade thought they killed curiosity in those Unfortunate camps. Then again, it was clear Nine wasn’t like the others.

“If you don’t want what happened upstairs between us to happen between you and Vince, I suggest you stay away from him. I’ll tell you now, if he ever gets his hands on you, he won’t be satisfied with you only brushing your lips against his cock.” Kade lowered his hand. “And for that bothersome curiosity of yours, imagine hardcore throat fucking.”

Nine’s face turned white as she subconsciously raised a hand to her throat. Kade smirked. The more he scared her, the better. Vince wasn’t like Kade. Kade liked passion and sensual sex. Vince liked to fuck. End of story. He lowered his arm and stepped out into the yard. It was all done up in fancy lights and classy decorations—things Kade didn’t really care for. Pretending to enjoy the night wasn’t going to be his biggest struggle, however. His biggest struggle lay in the Unfortunate that strolled along behind him. All he could think about was her soft mouth. All he wanted to do was take her back upstairs and finish what they’d started. He wanted to see Nine curious and confused by him… he wanted to see her want to touch him. He exhaled.

The night was still young.





Chapter Six





Nine



I can still feel him on my lips. I lick them whenever he’s not looking in fear that everyone can see him on me. I can’t believe I did that… and I can’t believe I liked it. I shouldn’t have. What’s wrong with me? I hate him and yet my hormones are completely drawn to him. His thick fingers dig into the arm rests and his legs instinctively squeeze me. My heart threatens to beat a hole in my chest as I inch closer to his bare flesh. I can feel his eyes on me, burning holes in my face…