Chapter 32

Chapter 32
Willa

Feeling some what decent I turn to face Lan again. Only to find his hooded eyes focused on me like a predator sizing up his prey. It sends a new jolt of desire through me, but I push that away the best I can. I need to figure out what is going on with him. He seemed almost indifferent to me, or what I assumed was indifference only a few minutes ago, and how he’s telling me he’s obsessed with me. 

“Lan,” I say trying to shake him out of whatever lust-filled bubble he’s in. 

His eyes lift from my now covered chest and lock with mine. They’re so dark and intense that I almost wish he wouldn’t look at me, but I need him to tell me what he wants between us. I was so sure if the time came that I’d be cool with having more than one man in my life, but im starting to think it’s not as easy as my parents made it seem. 

“I don’t understand what it is you’re looking for. Do you want me just because Maxim does? Or because you want to shoot your shot before we get married? I mean what is this?” I point between us and let out a huff. “I don’t understand…”

He steps forward making me flinch a little in surprise but he doesn’t stop until his arm is wrapped around my waist again. I rest my hands on his chest ready to push him away, but he lifts his other hand and covers one of mine with his. 

“It’s like I said. I’m obsessed with you. It doesn’t matter how long it's been since you walked into our life. Time is a relative construct. What matters is you belong here with us. We all belong here together. This fight isn’t one we will ever fight alone, and that means you…are ours.” His voice isn’t threatening when he says those words. 

In fact, it sounds almost like a promise. 

“You want to be a part of this? Sharing with the others? I mean im not sure what Sebastian wants out of all this either since-“ He leans in kissing me softly and pulls away to fast. 

“He wants you too and he won’t touch another woman ever again. Not as long as you're our girl.” 

“Don’t you have a betrothed or something like Maxim? I thought triads were all about marital unions as well. Won’t your father have a problem with this?” I ask.

The corner of his lip quirks up. “I don’t give a shit about what that old man wants. Before I would have gone into a marriage with no expectation of it being more than an arrangement to better our family’s interests, but things have changed. If I have to kill him, I will.” 

My eyes widen at his declaration. It’s no small thing for a guy to promise to kill his own father for you. It’s all crazy but these guys are a bit crazy. They have to be to be in this life. 

“That’s quite a promise,” I say with a weak laugh. 

“It’s not a promise. It’s a fact. I’ll protect what’s mine no matter the consequences.” His voice is a little firmer this time. 

I want to say something smart back but his possessive, deadly promise is doing something to me. It's not a good trait to have in a partner I’m sure but it’s hot as hell. 
“You sound a little too possessive to be okay sharing me with the others.” I point out. 

Another quick of the lip. “I won’t promise not to kick their asses on occasion if they come between me and you. But I can be sival enough.”

I can’t help but smile. “Fair enough.” 

“Now take your clothes off so I can help you get cleaned up.” He demands before taking a step back from me and moving to lean against the counter. 

I scoff and pop out my hip. “Excuse me? I don’t need a babysitter.” 

His eyes bore into mine. “I’m not babysitting you. I want to see you. All of you and then I want to touch you. Problem?”

Uh, why does he have to be so…blunt about it? I’m not going to show any nerves or fear though. Like most girls, I have some insecurities about my body, but I work out and keep healthy for the most part so I shouldn’t be ashamed. So I do as he asks, undressing with him watching me and me watching him. Once I’m done I wait. His eyes move down my body and the urge to cover myself almost becomes painful. So I do.

“No.” His words are so forceful and curt that I drop my hands immediately. “Don’t hide from me. Ever.” 

I nod. 

We stand in silence for another minute or two before he blows out a breath and stands. Now I watch him as he slowly begins to undress as well. The polite thing to do would be to look away but if claims that I am his then I should be allowed to look as well. If I am his then he’s mine. 

He pulls his shirt off first and I swallow at the toned form of this chest and stomach. Unlike Luke, his body is lean but muscular. My hand twitches with the urge to reach out and touch every ridge of his abs, but I resist. His hands move to his pants and he slowly pops the button and lowers the zipper. My eyes widen a little when it becomes obvious that he’s aroused. It becomes even more clear when he pushes his pants down and is left in tight black boxers. He kicks his pants away and then stops like he’s trying to give me a minute to admire him, much to my appreciation. I need a second to take him in before I see…everything.

When I feel ready I look up at him and nod. His lip quirks up a little more this time before he tucks his thumbs into his boxers and tugs. My mouth goes dry at the sight of him. He’s…long. While Luke had girth, Lan has length. How is that going to work? I have an urge to glance down at myself like I could visualize what him being inside me would look like. The image makes me rub my thighs together. 

Recently losing my virginity has opened a flood gate and now it seems I can get horny at the drop of a hat…or underwear. 

“Willa.” His voice has me bringing my eyes up to look at his face. “You need to stop looking at me like that or I won’t be able to control myself, and I value control over everything else.” 

That sounded like a challenge to me, but I promise myself to behave. “Sorry.” 

I quickly turn and step into the shower and turn it on. When the war water hits my skin I gasp and then melt at the feeling of the drops hitting my sensitive skin. I shut my eyes and tilt my head back to let the water run down the front of my body and that's when I feel him come up behind me. His body is so warm and when his hands rest on my waist I can’t help but lean back into him. My lips break into a smile when I feel his chest vibrate a little and he lets out a small groan.

“Careful. I might snap and take you right now.” He warns and that part of me that wants to be a brat bubbles to the surface. 

“You value control. Remember?” I toss back. 

“You tempt my control far too much and I am willing to lose it right now if you push me too far.” I feel how hard he is against my back and shiver at the feel of him. 

“What if I want you to lose control?” I ask.

He’s silent for so long that I wonder if I pushed too far. I glance over my shoulder at him and before I can say anything else he leans in and takes my lips in a brutal kiss. The angle is awkward but just perfect for him to slide his hand around to my stomach and up to message one of my breasts. I moan at the feeling and his other hand repeats the motion on the other side. My legs start to shake as one of his hands slides down my stomach and further. When I feel him touch me where all my desire has bubbled into a wanton need my knees give out. 

His other arm wraps around me and holds me up against him like I weigh nothing. 

He breaks our kiss. “You win.” 

The move is so fast that my head spins a little but soon he’s grabbing me behind the legs and lifting me up forcing my legs to wrap around his waist. Everything moves in an instant and soon he’s pushed his way inside me and I cry out.