His Cocky Nature!

Chapter 3.

Reina’s Pov.

The fragments of the broken glass splashed across different directions, cutting into my big toe.

“Goodness.” I yelped painfully as the sting coursed through me.

Ronan took a step forward, each one measured yet powerful. He didn’t show a reaction. Didn’t arch a brow or look concerned.

He just asked.

“Are you okay?” With a voice that lacked basic empathy.

The anger of being in a room with a man so cold reminded me of my father, and that just triggered me more.

“None of your damn business…” I said, squatting to touch my bleeding toe.

Ronan took another step closer, aiming to touch my foot, but I hurriedly moved it away.

“Don’t touch me.”

Ronan took some steps backward and I had really thought that was the end, but he moved his hand to my waist and scooped me into his arms before I could realize it.

“W-what are you doing?” I stammered in a shaky voice, but Ronan said nothing. He simply began to walk in the direction of the counter while I stared at his jaw, swallowing every lump that formed against my lid.

Oh. This cannot be happening. I cannot be in the arms of my boyfriend’s twin brother, shuddering at the feel of his fingers around my waist.

Oh this was bad! The image of his fingers around my waist was in my head, growing with dirty thoughts of what those fingers would do deep within my pussy.

Heat rushed into my body at every thought, and the kitchen suddenly felt hot.

I blinked back gently, looking away while trying not to notice the broadness of his shoulders and the ripeness of his muscles.

This man was physically the same as my boyfriend, so why the hell was he turning me on more than I desire to admit?

Ronan got to the counter and he dropped me gently on the surface, grabbing the first aid box from the other counter.

He moved to stand between my spread thighs before grabbing my injured leg and slowly attending to it.

My skin twitched from every sting that the disinfectant caused, and I almost pulled my leg from his grip, but he held my legs firmly, shot me a cold glance, then said in the hottest of tones.

“Stay. Still.”

My throat went on lock mode and I swallowed the lumps that had formed right there.

Silence settled in right after, and with every brush his fingers made against my skin, my body shuddered and my pussy tingled. But all this while my eyes had subconsciously remained on him, noticing every vein that ran up his hands and the way those hands had grabbed my hair while he fed his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth.

He was handsome. At least the only meaningful thing about his existence. I rolled my eyes at the fact that I had admitted that, but he was a spitting image of my boyfriend, or a bit sterner. Had angled brows, straight nose, sharp jaws, and perfect heart-shaped lips that would do damn well between my thighs.

God! This was wrong.

Sucking his cock was wrong. Being this close to him was wrong, but what was even more wrong was the thought in my mind. The thought of what the tip of his cock would feel like against my entrance.

My thighs twitched gently and I tried to clamp them close to suppress the burning ache between my pussy, but he held my thighs widely apart before speaking in his usual tone.

“Keep them still.”

My eyes widened at the audacity and I could swear that I wanted to scream, yell, or say anything that would help him understand how much of a cock he was, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak.

When Ronan was done, he placed everything back into the kit, then raised his gaze gently to meet mine.

My pussy throbbed as his icy grey eyes pierced into mine.

Instantly, I blinked back my lashes, trying to look away and also remind myself that I can’t be sharing… but his hand caught my chin and he directed my gaze back to his.

“What now, kitten? Going to act like you didn’t take my cock an hour ago?”

My eyes widened at the audacity and for a damn minute I couldn’t speak.

I was stunned by the name and his choice of fucking words!

I am not his kitten, and I certainly cannot let him touch me.

So, I took an action.

“Everything that happened between us was a mistake.” I said with my voice firm while trying to get down from the counter.

Ronan’s palm found my thighs and he held me still. “Mistake?” He asked with a scoff and I nodded.

“Yes. It was a mistake.”

“Was that what you told yourself when you were sucking my cock and cumming like my slut….”

“I am not your slut.” I countered angrily, trying not to shudder from the way his palm brushed against my thighs.

Ronan’s lips curved into a grin, then he stared down at my thighs where he was standing between the two. “You are shuddering…” He whispered, returning his gaze to me.

“I am not.” I countered angrily, pushing one of his hands away.

I was shuddering! Yes, I was. But I couldn’t possibly admit that I was shuddering because my boyfriend’s twin brother had his palm on my thighs, right?

Ronan’s lips curved into a cold grin, then he brushed his palm up my thighs again.

My pussy tingled and for a brief second I almost melted to the heat of his hand, but I reminded myself not to fall.

“Stop,” I said in a firmer voice as his palm moved higher, then his hand on my thighs went completely still.

Silence settled between us and my thighs rose and fell in uneven breaths.

Ronan’s gaze was fixed on mine, cold and lethal like they were trying to pierce through steel.

“Why?” He finally asked and I swallowed the lumps that had formed in my throat.

“I am… I am your brother’s girlfriend.” I said, chinning up just to look sophisticated.

“Girlfriend?” Ronan scoffed.

“Oh kitten, no girlfriend would take the cock of her boyfriend’s brother while moaning with so much desire for more.”

The image of that moment filled my thoughts again, but I pushed it away.

“I said it was a mistake. You and Ricky. You… you both share a resemblance. I could not tell the difference.”

“And the one here on the counter? When your thighs were twitching with every brush of my fingers, was that also a mistake?”

Shock rolled into me like waves, and when my lips parted, they closed almost immediately.

So, he had noticed. He had really noticed?

The air in my lungs vanished and all I could do was sit there and watch Ronan as he stared into my eyes, every cold stare a reminder that I had made a mistake and he wouldn’t let me off easily.

Regardless, I swallowed the lumps in my throat and spoke again.

“Ricky and I love each other so much. I won’t let you guilt trip me.”

“Love?” His throat tightened and his eyes darkened like the word had drained every light he had left.

“Yes. Ricky and I love each other.”

Ronan’s eyes lingered on mine, those cold eyes holding a kind of sympathy that I couldn’t understand.

Silence settled in and I kept my gaze firmly glued to his even though I was quivering from within.

When Ronan decided to break the silence, he spoke again.

“I suppose the love between you two is the reason he had helped you apply for a job at my company, right?”

A job at his company?

Speaking about that, I think working with him would be a mistake way worse than I have already committed. I can’t afford that ruin. I have made a mistake once, I won’t let it happen again.

“Rest assured, I have no more desire to work in your company!”

“Because you fear making another mistake, huh?”

“Ronan!”

“That is a name you can only call when you are writhing beneath me, Reina. Stop screaming.”

Every word in my throat died and I sat still, staring at him with nothing but a pounding heart.

When Ronan leaned back in, he placed both hands on the counter at the sides of my waist, while keeping his face so close to mine our cheeks almost brushed.

“Ronan…” I whispered, in fear that he was going to kiss me, but my voice came out as a quivering moan and I guess he liked it because he leaned in further, brushed the bridge of his nose against my cheek, closed his eyes to savor the softness of it like a sexy psychopath, then whispered in a tone hot enough to make me squirm.

“That’s the way I love every moan, kitten. Soft, and… Shaky.”