Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
In the dining room, MJ was stunned to see Helios seated in his usual place at the head of the table. Yuri and Kellion flanked him at each side.
His sleep-rumpled hair was tied back, and he had on a white undershirt and a pair of black board shorts. It was as if her heart stopped one full second as she looked at him, filled as she was with such awed pleasure. Even dressed plainly, Helios Andreadis had the kind of presence that made anyone sit up and notice.
Suddenly, Helios stopped talking to Kellion and turned to her, his gaze right away finding hers. His eyes were unreadable, his face expressionless. And then he crooked his finger towards her, a silent command that was clear as day. Come here.
Everyone turned in her direction.
MJ paled. Oh, drat. Had she done something wrong?
Helios impatiently waited for MJ, who seemed to be dragging her feet to get to him. This only made him even more irritable. He had hated waking up and not finding MJ in his bed, and his already erect cock had hated it even more.
MJ was already dressed for classes, in her usual combination of checkered polo, tank top, jeans, and sneakers. She was freshly showered, too, her hair still wet, making Helios wonder with a frown what time she had woken up. Did she really think things wouldn’t change now that she was his?
When she reached him, he said calmly, “Take a seat.”
Take a seat...where? MJ looked around for a vacant chair, but Helios tugged on her wrist, making her look back at him.
He patted his lap.
Her eyes widened.
Behind her, MJ heard Kellion choke, and she realized that the dining hall had gone silent.
Helios was still gazing at her. “Sit.”
Slowly, she...sat.
Her back was stiff, and only the edge of her bottom was perched on his lap. Helios tugged on her hair, and when she turned around, his hand curled around her nape to urge MJ to bend her head close as his mouth caught hers in a long, drugging kiss. MJ gasped, her eyes closing as the hairs of her skin stood up at the unexpected onslaught on her senses. His kiss made it impossible to think. She could only respond, her arms wounding around his neck.
“Give me your tongue,” he breathed against her lips.
Whimpering at the blunt request, she did as asked even knowing that everyone would have heard him.
Only when they heard dishes crashing to the floor, followed by a loud sob as one of the volunteers ran out of the room, did Helios slowly lift his head.
“Poor girl,” Kellion murmured. “She really thought Mr. Sunshine here would have remained public property.”
MJ barely heard him, her head still clouded by a haze of passion. She saw Helios smiling at her, and it was a breathtaking sight.
There was another crash of dishes, another girl running away.
Kellion shook his head in mock dismay. “So many hearts crushed.”
Helios ignored the others, his attention completely focused on MJ. Satisfaction, to the point of exultance, filled him at the knowledge that he finally had MJ on his lap, and she was his to command, his to possess...his to do whatever he wanted. And right now, all he truly desired to do was lock her in his room and satiate his lust for her beautiful body.
Helios pulled her against him suddenly, causing MJ to fall back, her breasts squashed against his chest. Immediately, she felt something stir under her. MJ turned red, realizing what it was.
Helios didn’t seem to care. He bit the outer lobe of her ear, making her shiver, and MJ shivered even more as he whispered to her, “From now on, you do not leave my bed until I tell you to.” He cupped her chin and nudged her to look at him. His golden eyes blazed at her. “Got it?”
“G-got it,” she whispered even as her head whirled at the enormous change the club’s president seemed to have undergone. It was almost...almost as if he had been holding himself back all this time, but now that he had her, he wanted everyone to know she belonged to him.
She wanted to ask him why. Why had he suddenly changed? Did it mean that he loved her? But the words were stuck in her throat as she remembered Hallie’s story. It didn’t matter why he had changed. Claiming her so publicly was a risk in itself, and she should be content that he had decided she was worth the risk.
Unbidden, her eyes sought Yuri’s.
Yuri only smiled at her, but he was unable to hide the unease in his gaze.
Unease that Helios also saw...and misunderstood. A part of him whispered insidiously in his mind that history was about to repeat itself. Even if Yuri had always been a good friend to him, could their friendship keep Yuri from betraying Helios once he also had a taste of MJ’s body?