“How many are left?” Mike asked, his shot missing his target. He had to dive for cover, and Luther backed him up, taking the guy out. “Thanks, man.”
“Four,” Lily answered absently as she inched along a covered ravine. “Don’t bunch up. You’re giving them two for the price of one.”
Mike obediently split from Luther. Lily crouched and waited. “Mikey, pull them this way. I have a shot from here.”
“What? Why me?”
“It’s your turn to be bait,” Adam said, his voice low and rough, causing Lily to glance up at him. His glare was hot enough to melt icebergs. Frowning, she started to turn to look toward Nikoli.
Nikoli was aware the moment she realized she was trapped between his legs. She went completely still. He didn’t let her retreat. Instead, he pressed his legs against her arms and leaned down to place a kiss on the top of her head. Softly, so only she could hear, he said, “Easy, Milaya, you’re fine.”
Lily let out a long breath and he could feel her entire body relax. It took her a moment, but she did it, and he couldn’t have been more proud of her. “Good girl,” he whispered and nuzzled his nose in her hair. She always smelled so good, like strawberries and vanilla.
“Mike, you’ve got one coming up on your six,” she said, her voice a little breathy. “If you don’t move, you’re gonna get shot, and then I’ll have to beat you.”
Nikoli laughed and settled back to watch the game. Lily was good, more than good. She impressed the hell out of him as she took down two more from angles she shouldn’t have been able to make. He might let her play their current zombie project. He needed a beta tester for the weapons. His thought process froze. Did he actually just consider telling her about his gaming business? He’d never told any woman about his business. It invited trouble. He’d learned that lesson a long time ago.
“Man, your girlfriend is a badass,” Luther said, watching Lily. It was only a second before he realized what he’d said and turned wide eyes to Nikoli. Luther looked horrified and regretful all at once. Nik knew Luther adored Lily and was afraid Nik would say something to hurt her. Nor had he meant to put Nikoli on the spot.
Lily wasn’t paying attention. Her sole focus was on the game, but everyone else in the room, including the other guys who had come in to watch, were all staring at him. Everyone knew Nikoli wasn’t a girlfriend kind of guy, and while he and Lily had spent the last several weeks together, he’d never specifically called her his girlfriend. He glanced down at the top of her head and found he couldn’t say she wasn’t. It was odd, really. He tried to say the words, but they just wouldn’t roll off his tongue. Dammit. He was in so much fucking trouble.
“She is,” he agreed and leaned back against the couch. He heard the shock of their indrawn breaths and saw it on the faces around him. The horror on Boy Wonder’s face made him smirk. Adam didn’t like Lily being with him one bit. Too damn bad. Boy Wonder didn’t deserve Lily. No one did. She was too good for all these assholes, including him. His own thoughts stopped his thought process. Shocked didn’t even begin to describe what he felt right now. He wanted to frown at his own self, but he kept his face neutral and amused. He liked calling her his girlfriend, liked that she belonged to him. Something inside of him cracked open and pleasure leaked out. He didn’t like it, not one bit.#p#分页标题#e#
He lifted his eyes and saw his buddy Craig in the corner not paying attention to anything but the girl all up in his business. Cute blonde, big boobs, and Craig’s hands were full of her ass. Just the sight made him start to get hard. He let out a slow breath and looked down at Lily nestled between his legs, her head only inches from his cock. He got harder thinking about her mouth wrapped around him, her nails digging into his ass as he pushed deeper into her mouth, making her take all of him. Fuck, he needed to get laid.
But he couldn’t. Dammit. It had been weeks since he’d had sex, all because of the woman sitting in front of him. He needed to alleviate the pressure. He wrapped her hair around his hand and marveled at how soft it was. Slowly, so as not to startle her, he pulled the heavy mass of black hair back and started to braid it, an idea forming in his head. They would go back to the penthouse in the city when she was done here and he would push her, push her the way he’d wanted to for weeks. He was going to touch her, kiss her, to show her that his touch brought only warmth and desire. Plans began to form, and his smile was slow and full of the promise of naughty thoughts.