"Ash," he breathed, "We're getting dangerous here."
"No head?"
Something red flashed through his eyes, as the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile. "You're going to give me head, whether you like it or not. I meant that we can't turn back after...
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"I didn't know you were king of a literal orgy," I remarked, leaning against the closed door as he leaned back against his desk. "Fantastic legacy."
A gleam of lust flickered through his eyes. "Well, I can't help it. Wolves have an amazing sex-drive."
"Poor you then, hm?"
"Yeah, rub it in. But what are you here for?"
He was undoubtedly in a very good mood. On any other moment, he'd get irked and physical with me. I guess he was really stressed about Jason not listening to him, huh? That actually made him a bit adorable in my eyes.
"I don't know, Elle dragged me here."
"You want a tour? I'm feeling generous tonight." He loosened himself from the desk and headed towards me. For a second, a millisecond, I'd hoped he'd pin me against the door and do something to me that'd make me cry and beg him to stop.
Luckily, rational Ashley was back within no time and stepped aside to let him open the door for us. The heat was still lingering in my groin, though, ready to ignite again at the thought of his body pressed against mine. His tongue in my mouth and his cock...
"Okay," I brought out, before my mind could finish that sentence.
"Your mother around, already?"
"I don't know." I followed him, somehow wanting to get a little closer to his body. "Maybe."
"Ah, you're right. This place is really turning into an orgy," he groaned, as everyone in the large hall-like room stopped in their tracks of kissing and stared at him with yellowish eyes. Goosebumps crawled up my skin at the sight.
Kye waved dismissively with his hand, and everyone turned away again, going back to normal. I recognized some of them, being the baker or the lady behind the supermarket's counter, or even a few classmates of mine. They drunk, laughed, made out. It seemed cozy.
"Alright. So, this's a room," he explained, and I nodded seriously.
"Ah, yes. Interesting indeed."
"Take me seriously or get out, little one," he warned, as a smile slipped over my face. We strolled over the floor, as I smelled marijuana. It felt good to walk beside him, not fighting, just like two normal people. While this situation was of course all but normal.
"I'll show the room where we'll sleep in a minute," he suddenly announced, holding open the door to outside for me. "But first, I'll show you my favorite place."
Wait a minute.
Where we will sleep?
I blinked as I followed his broad body, unable to form the words to get mad at him.
"We?" I finally managed to ask, as now quite a few men and women who previously ignored me had their eyes plastered on me. I just couldn't get used to it.
