The Unfortunates(78)

Nine began moving her hips against his, harder and faster. The faster she moved, the closer she brought him to the edge, an edge he wasn’t ready to fall off, but god she smelled so good, like cherry, always like cherry. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and an unmistakeable tremble vibrated her legs.

“Don’t,” Kade warned her, ashamed by the sound of his own breathless voice. “Don’t do it.”

He stopped moving his hips in protest. If he moved any more, he was certain he was going to ruin his pants and he’d never done anything so teenage in his entire life. Nine growled in frustration and flicked her hips, pushing Kade down and rolling herself on top of him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and his immediately gripped her hips. She rocked her hips back and forth, over and over and over until her legs began to tremble once more.

“Nine,” Kade groaned as tingles flared across his scalp, down his spine and between his legs. This was not how Kade wanted to start or finish this encounter. He wanted to come, sure, but not like this.

Her fingers buried themselves into his shirt and she balled as much of his fabric as she could into her hands. He watched, too mesmerised to stop as her lips parted and her eyes thinned. She was beautiful, even more so with the pink flush burned into her cheeks.

“Kaden,” she sighed, rocking her hips desperately. “Please let me. I need this.”

She arched her back, lowering her mouth to his and he found himself pulling and pushing her hips, trying to get her to move faster—harder—against him. It felt too good to stop now, his balls were too tight, his shaft to hard and his brain too foggy to even think about the aftermath of letting her come right now… of letting himself come right now. It built up too quick for him to realise and Nine’s eyes closed as she bit her lip, her body went rigid. His own orgasm hit him like a tonne of bricks and she moaned as Kade squeezed her harder against his shaft.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he poured himself into his own pants. It felt good to finally have a release, but he didn’t want it like this. The realization cooled his body down and the sight of Nine smiling smugly down at him irritated him beyond belief. When his breathing slowed, the anger began to push through his ribs and surface.

“Are you happy now you’ve embarrassed me?” he barked out, rolling her off his body.

He could feel his sticky fluid touch his bare skin and it repulsed him. He was a grown man, not a boy. She made him into an amateur, one thing Kade knew he wasn’t when it came to sex.

“I returned the favour, Kade, and I showed you I can do it.”

“Congratulations, you can make a man come,” he deadpanned, lifting himself off of the bed. “I’m sorry to say it, Unfortunate, but you’re not the only one.”

“Not like that,” she rebutted. “I’m willing to bet my life that no one has made you come like that.” Red flared across her face before pooling in her cheeks and she lowered her violet eyes. “I thought I did good…”

Sympathy rolled through Kade and he inched closer to her, but stopped himself. He needed to get a handle on this situation. What just happened was not okay. Her disregard for rules and regulation was not okay and it infuriated him that he had to repeat himself over and over.

“I’m going to shower.” He turned away from her. “I trust you know where the door is.”

Kade didn’t peer over his shoulder to see how badly he’d upset her. He wasn’t sure he could stomach it. Nine was fighting desperately for his affection and she had it, she had to know that, but things were different with him. In this world, beyond sex, it would never work out. He offered her freedom, that was all she’d wanted, but now she wanted him. In the beginning, she couldn’t stand his touch and now she craved it, just like he said she would, but now, this entire thing was becoming a disaster… one that could blow up and kill both of them.



∞ Nine ∞



I lay on my bed replaying the events in my head over and over. It’d be a lie if I said what transpired after our ‘situation’ didn’t hurt a little. I’d upset him, which was far from what I wanted to do… then again, I didn’t plan on dry humping him, either. It was all Portia’s idea. I went for a walk along the tree line by the lake and found her eating oranges and chocolate high up in a tree—or, she found me. She’s an expert at picking your brain. With a few expertly placed questions, she opened me up and read me like a book. I told her everything I could about Kade and what we’d done—excluding the plans about his father. From there, Portia launched herself into a speech about survival. She swore to me that Kade was the only Fortunate I’d be safe with, which I knew already. She also told me that Kade never invests his time in something that isn’t worth it. It was a warning I heard loud and clear, a warning that now leaves me lying in the wake of my own mess… and now that I think about it, perhaps I read too far into it. What the hell was I thinking? Kade was right. I did embarrass him, but I was so caught up in my own heat, too aroused to stop. He pulls me in and I can’t help myself. It’s in his scent, his movements, his perfect body and serious demeanour… I can’t get away even if I try.