Chapter 83
Dante Castelli.
No? Then tell me—why were you kissing me like that in front of that rookie?
I brought a hand to his waist, giving a gentle squeeze.
“So desperate to show everyone I’m yours?”
He bit his lip, trying to hold his ground, but that possessive gleam still danced in his eyes.
“I just…” He hesitated again, then let out a soft sigh. “You’re mine. I just wanted to make that clear.”
My grin grew wider.
“Do you really think anyone in this place doubts that?”
I tightened my grip on his waist, leaning closer against his body.
“Elijah, I belong to you just as much as you belong to me.”
His eyes widened slightly, his breath catching.
Watching him process my words, trying to absorb the truth in them, was fascinating.
“So stop worrying about that damn rookie.”
I trailed my fingers down his face, stopping at his chin, which I held firmly.
“He means nothing to me. He never will.”
His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but pride kept him from admitting the jealousy.
I kissed his cheek slowly, then lowered my mouth to his neck, feeling his heart race beneath my lips.
“You still haven’t answered me…”
I nuzzled against his skin, savoring every sensation.
“Were you jealous, bunny?”
He let out a frustrated sigh, too embarrassed to deny it. I moved to his ear and gave his earlobe a teasing bite.
“Answer me, Elijah,” I whispered, my voice thick with desire. “Or I’ll have to drag the truth out of you some other way.”
His fingers gripped the fabric of my uniform, as if trying to steady himself against the wave of sensations I was unleashing.
“Yes…” he finally admitted, his voice barely audible,
“Yes, what?” I kept teasing.
He shut his eyes tightly and let out a heavy sigh.
‘Yes, I was jealous, fuck!” His voice came out hoarse, laced with frustration and desire.
God, that turned me on even more.
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“Good.”
I leaned back slightly to look at his face.
“Because I want you to be jealous. I want you to stake your claim on me.”
I nipped at his chin..
“I want you to go insane over me.‘
He stared at me for a long moment before letting out a low laugh.
“You’re such a bastard, you know that?”
And you’re the most delicious little bunny when you’re pissed off,” I replied, biting lightly at his neck.
His fingers dug into my uniform.
“Dante…”
“What is it, my love?”
He hesitated, then sighed.
“Nothing… Just kiss me.”
I didn’t waste a second.
My lips crashed against his in a deep, hungry kiss, my hands gripping his waist as I let him take the lead.
I could feel his surrender, the urgency in every movement–and it only fed the fire inside me.
But then, a shiver ran down my spine.
Someone was watching us.
I kept my eyes closed for another second, savoring the kiss, but when I glanced around, I caught a glimpse of that bastard Predator watching us from a
distance.
The fucker had followed us.
Did he really think he had a shot with me? That just because he was pretty he could attract my attention? That I didn’t belong to someone?
Well, I’d make sure he understood.
I slowly broke the kiss, trailing my lips down my bunny’s neck, leaving my mark.
“I want to suck you, bury,” I whispered against his warm skin.
Elijah’s eyes widened, his body going stiff.
“H–Here? What if someone shows up?” His voice was hesitant–but laced with anticipation.
I shrugged, a playful smirk on my lips.
‘Let them see. Let everyone see that you own me–and that I belong only to you.”
My voice was steady, thick with possession and dark promises.
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“Don’t think about anything else, Let me devour you. I’m completely addicted to you, my love. You have no idea. I could spend hours tasting every inch of your body, claiming every moan that belongs to me. Ah, fuck…”
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