His Trouble Maker

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

JESSICA

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“You’re going to take my cock and cum down your throat like a bitch in heat.” Gray grabbed my arms and shoved me to my knees before his thumb forced my mouth open, pressing down on my tongue, making the saliva pool and drip messily down my chin. “You want to be a fucking brat, Jess? Would rather take a beast than my cock, huh?”

Before I could prepare myself, Gray stuffed himself down my throat, wrapping his hand around my chin, making me whimper in pain. I gagged, my eyes becoming watery, and gargled on him, spit dripping out of my mouth.

“Jess.”

“Jess.”

My eyes snapped open. What the fuck was that? Did I just-? Did I just dream getting face -fucked by Gray in my sleep? A high–pitched, dying–animal noise strangled out of me. I lunged for my pillow–found it halfway across the room, grabbed it, and screamed into it so hard my throat burned.

No. No.

This was Logan’s fault. Logan and his big stupid mouth, always talking, always putting things in my head, and now, I am going to kill him!

I was imagining ways to murder him when I realized I am not alone in the room. I turned toward the door and my soul fucking left my body because Gray is standing there, watching me like I was the most insane thing he had ever seen.

“Aaaah!” I grab the nearest pillow, and the next thing I know I was throwing it at his f face.

He caught it. Mid–air. Arms tight, eyes locked on me like he couldn’t believe I just did that.

“Jessica…”

I am so dead.

My chest rises and falls, like I’m gasping for air, praying for some kind of mercy.

Please, moon goddess, save me.

Gray’s got a short fuse–hell, he’s made people cry just by looking at them the wrong way. I blinked hard, shut my eyes, bracing for whatever came next.

The shout. The explosion. The anger.

But it didn’t come.

“Look at me.”

I can’t.

“Jessica. Open your damn eyes and look at me.”

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crack my eyes open. There he is. Gray is now standing beside

He’s

sorry.” I blurted it out, half–heartedly because first, it’s his fault. Why is he here? “This is my room.” I

know what time

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he mean? My brows furrowed, and without

hand, showing him the time like it was

lips. “Yes. And do

Training?

No.

shot back, matter–of–fact. Warriors

dream. Shit. If he keeps looking at me like that, I might- What,

even realizing it, landing on

warriors. They say he’s like a monster, and he feels so damn good. They also say

but I hear him clear his throat, and it snaps me

up, punishing myself for those

ready in

“In ten minutes, Alpha?”

wasn’t on me. It was on the picture of Logan and me on the bed,

“Where are we going?”

“I’m going

T–Take me out?

he caught it, quickly realizing it before he let out a

it’s not like I want to go on a

off my body and jerking myself upright.

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the blanket until it

okay?” Gray’s voice cuts through the air, cool and

at me, like he’s hiding a smile behind that damn serious face of

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own, nodding. “Of course. Can you wait

behind me so hard the walls rattled–shocking me. “I’m not angry!” I shouted at the door, like that would somehow make it better. I am not, right? I stood there for a second, my forehead

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“Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.”

angry

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