my heart.
“Promise, baby.”
“Good.” She walked to my closet, grabbed one of my shirts and disappeared into the en suite, kicking the door shut behind her just like that.
The shower started running a second later and I looked to Mutt who was glaring at me and I rolled my eyes at him before stripping out of my shoes, socks and pants then getting into bed.
I leaned over to open the drawer in my nightstand and pulled out the new toy I’d bought for the little bastard. It was a seagull with a squeaker inside and as he both loved chasing seagulls and had recently finished destroying the duck version of this exact same toy, I was pretty certain I was about to buy my way back into his good graces.
“What’s this?” I said to him, shaking the toy and squeezing it a few times to make his ears perk up. He looked between me and it and I smirked in triumph as I shook it a couple more times then tossed it to him.
The stuffed seagull smacked him in the side of the face as he made zero attempt to catch it then fell off the bed with a soft thump.
Mutt glared at me and I huffed at him in return.
“Seriously?” I demanded. “That’s like an exact copy of your favourite! Plus it’s a freaking seagull – what more do you want from me, dog?”
Mutt cocked his head at me then hopped off the bed. I smiled victoriously as he picked up the new toy, watching him as he trotted over to the door with it before he dropped it down and peed on it. Then he turned his back and kicked his feet at it like he was trying to kick it away and promptly moved to curl up on Rogue’s discarded dress without offering me another glance.
Little asshole.
I grumbled at him, calling him out on being a dick while he continued to ignore me, and I had to get out of bed to clean the fucking puddle off of my floor and toss the brand new toy in the washer.
By the time I returned to my room the little bastard was snoring softly like he was totally at peace with the world.
“I should just drop you to the pound because you won’t house train,” I grouched at him and I swear he farted at me in a challenge.
Before I could get anymore riled up at the little dog, the sound of Rogue singing in the shower drew my attention away from him and I groaned as I came up with all kinds of fantasies about heading on in there and fucking her against the wall of my shower while she was dripping wet.
I cursed my fucking life as I fisted my cock through my boxers, half tempted to just jerk off to relieve some tension, but finding I didn’t want to. Nothing aside from the hot heat of her body was going to be able to satisfy this need in me tonight and fucking my hand alone did not appeal.
I needed a fucking distraction, so I hooked the Dark Fae book off of my nightstand and continued reading. I was right at the end of the book and shit was going down. To be honest, I was confused. The girl seemed to be lusting after all four guys and refusing to choose between them even though Gabriel was obviously her one and only. I guessed she’d pick him eventually, I’d just figured it would have happened by now.
When Rogue reappeared, I got somehow even harder at the sight of her in my shirt, her hair twisted up into a colourful knot on top of her head.
Mutt started wagging as she approached, like he wasn’t a devil in dog form and she tickled his ears before climbing into the bed with me and the scent of my body wash on her skin made me feel so fucking good. My instincts were burning, telling me she was mine and urging me to try and claim all of her, but I’d made her a promise that tonight didn’t count. And I wasn’t gonna be an asshole about it. I was just glad to have taken my first orgasm from her at last.
She rolled towards me, her head resting on the pillow beside mine and I studied her face as she closed her eyes.
“Stop staring, Badger,” she said and a grin hooked up my lips.
“I have a question.”
“What is it?” she asked sleepily.
“What