Cruel Kisses (It's Just High School #2) - Thandiwe Mpofu Page 0,97

at me. But before I can voice the question on my tongue, a figure blurs past me from out of nowhere and the next thing I know, a large body is in front of me, then the sickening sound of flesh being pummeled reaches my ears.

It takes me all of about three seconds to realize that Julian just punched his brother, making me gasp in horror.

“Omg,” I gasp, frozen in place as Liam retaliates, throwing a punch back, a fierce look of anger on his face.

“Stop!” I scream.

Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. What do I do?

Frantic, I look around, but people just watch, no one making a move to stop the two brothers from killing each other.

“Julian!” I scream his name, but he doesn’t listen, groaning as Liam punches him again. I feel like I’m losing my mind, so I do the next most irresponsible thing I’ve ever done in my life with my heart beating wildly in my chest. I jump on Julian’s back.

“Stop,” I yell in his ear, my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist, holding on for dear life. I can feel the anxiety thrumming through his body and into mine. I can hear the labored way he’s breathing and the fear in my voice as I bring my lips to his ear. “Julian, stop.”

He stills in my arms almost immediately, but I can feel the anger and fury radiating off of him in waves that crash into me, making me feel the full effect of how much he’s hurt right now. So I lower my voice, forcing it to be soft.

“Please, stop,” I whisper in his ear. “You don’t have to do this.”

I don’t remind him that he just beat up his brother, the one he’s spent all his life trying to protect from anyone and anything. I don’t think that’s what he wants to hear right now, my wounded man.

“It’s okay,” I whisper. “I’m here.”

He seems to calm down some but I’m not foolish enough to think that he’s all right. He isn’t.

I feel everything he’s feeling. I know he’s furious and so wound up, he can barely move, still tense under me.

Tentatively, I look up and notice Liam panting in the corner, his eyes shifting from me to his brother’s face that I can’t see.

I quickly assess the damage done to him. His lip is split at the middle and is bleeding, but other than that, he seems all right and is already breathing normally.

But Julian isn’t.

As if to prove a point, Julian snaps his head up and shakes me off his back. I slide down, but before I can move away, he spins around so fast, a low growl in his chest.

He snakes an arm around my waist and pulls me until I land with a thud to his solid, hard chest.

Before I can catch a breath or notice the look in his eyes, he brings his fingers to my chin, forcing me to offer my lips to him and right there in the middle of the now dead silent club, he plants his firm lips on mine and he lays claim to me with a rough kiss that makes the blood in my veins rush hot.

Searing arousal rushes through me, arrowing down to my now wet pussy.

Holy shit.

Almost immediately, lust and arousal crash into me like a freight train as he deepens the kiss, getting lost in me. His tongue invades my mouth like he’s taking vengeance on my body and I’m about to pay the hefty penance for all my crimes and the disaster I just caused with his brother, because as we kiss, I can’t help but think that this is somehow all my fault.

I don’t know how long he kisses me, but each flick of his tongue feels like he’s plundering my mouth, making me feel his anger, even though I know he’s holding back a lot of it with extreme difficulty.

I try to push him away, but he holds me even tighter to him and kisses me harder as if to prove a point. I know fighting him now will just cause another scene, so I surrender everything I am in that kiss and allow him to take whatever he needs from me, while also strangely aware that he’s doing this with an ulterior motive.

He wants Liam and everyone else in here to know that I’m his.

Pulling back, he looks down at me, still breathing hard, tension radiating off