The Persistent Alpha, & Resistant Luna

27. You're A Dog .

Small Note:
Vous connard!-You asshole!

I felt a tap on my ass before Grey kicked the bedroom door closed and walked over to the bed, before tossing me on it.

"-unt!" My sentenced skidded at the motion of my body bouncing on the bed.

"Nova.."

"Vous connard! How could you let Lucifer talk to me like that? I don't need you to stick up for me but damn the effort was sexy!"

He came out of his shirt.

Not this time buddy.

"This is all stupid! The stupid bitch in the kitchen, this entire stupid arrangement, those stupid damn trees, and you! Allez au diable!"

A low growl rumbled at the base of his throat, right in the middle of his chest. His eyes reflected, but that only added more fuel to my fire.

I stood on the bed and leaned into his face, putting a finger in it while I was at it. "I. Hate. You. I could never be with you." I tried to make my words like venom.

But that quickly backfired when the guy tackled me into the bed, pinning my thrashing arms down, and savagely kissing my threatening lips.

I bucked at him for a few seconds, trying to get him off of me. But he wouldn't budge, so I went limp under him.

His hold loosened, but not enough for me to slip through. He knew that I would, if given the opportunity.

Instead, he leaned his body down further into mine, deepening the kiss. His hands slid mine from my sides, above my head, and put both of mine into one of his.

I felt so small under him, so engulfed under his large frame.

Any other time it would be intimidating feeling this way. Feeling trapped by someone and automatically would send me into defense mode.

But this time.. this was something.. different.

Just when I began to give in to the sensation, to the overwhelming feeling to kiss him back, he drew away.

"I hope you don't kiss your father with a mouth like that, pet."

This bastard, he enjoyed the scene with Monica. That's why he didn't interfere.

"You're a dog, Grey."

"Tame me sweet supernova, I'll wear any leash for you." His breath tickled the curve of my neck before he kissed me in it.

"What have you done with Mr.Tall, Dark, and Nonchalant?" I mumbled as he pressed his lips to mine.

God, I had to admit the man had such soft, big lips.

Instead of replying, he trailed kisses from my lips to my neck, down to my chest.

"You think this will get me to forgive you?"

"I wasn't looking for forgiveness." He placed a kiss to my stomach, where his shirt that I had on had managed to slide up a bit.

"I forgot, it was a cat fight that you encouraged today by sitting back."

"I didn't think there'd be one today, but I let it happen for two reasons."

"Oh, I'd love to hear this. They'd better be good."

He chuckled, kissing back up my body and freezing, keeping his face right above mine.

"The first was for obvious reasons. What guy wouldn't love to see two chicks go at it?"