Possessed by Lies (Truth or Lies 5)

Only three o’clock in the afternoon. I grin. I have hours until the next battle. Although, I’m guessing soon, my father will have arranged multiple attacks in a day. But it’s only the first week, so hopefully, those won’t kick in until the second or third.

I should thank my father for giving me an easy task to win, one that shows off my strengths. But I want to curse him because this task lasts so fucking long.

I just want this over. As soon as the game is over, then I can figure out a plan to keep Kai in my life.

My phone buzzes—Langston.

“Tell me you have good news.”

“I do. I’ll be back tomorrow, with reinforcements.”

“Thank fuck.”

“Miss me?”

“Something like that.”

I end the call and then head toward my bedroom where Kai holes herself in during the assault. But I know when I open the door, she’ll be her usually icy self again. And I can’t wait to melt her shell.

I unlock the door with a complex code and key but know I need to up the security on this door if the raids are going to keep getting worse. I don’t want to risk Kai’s life every time my father sends another attack from the grave.

I usually knock to warn Kai before I open the door, but in my excitement and high adrenaline state to get to her, I forget. I throw open the door, desperate to ensure she is okay after our latest onslaught.

I find her lying in bed; the covers pulled lazily over her waist. Her eyelids are hooded; her cheeks flushed, her mouth parted with her tongue rubbing over her swollen lip. Her arm rests on her stomach, disappearing beneath the boxer shorts she’s wearing poking out from the comforter.

Lust consumes me as I watch the scene in front of me. What I wouldn’t give to replace her hand with mine. I would gladly chop off my own arm just to be able to make this beautiful woman come.

Kai doesn’t notice me at first. She’s too busy trying to get herself off.

And being the sick bastard I am, I don’t tell her I’m here. This might be the only time I get to watch the sweet look of euphoria cross her face. She may never let me make her come again. And I want to hold onto this.

I stand frozen like a pervert watching a beautiful woman through a window. I have my own personal peep show lying in the bed in front of me. The only woman I’ve ever wanted but never knew I needed.

I never understood the difference between a need and a want. Not until Kai. Now I know. I need Kai. She is my everything. My reason for existing. My motivation for taking out our enemies. My purpose for becoming as strong and powerful as I can. Everything is for her.

Kai moans loudly as her fingers rub faster under her blanket.

Jesus.

I bite my fist to keep from moaning with her. She’s so damn beautiful. Her hair is splayed out on the pillow like a fan. An

d her skin glows against the sheets.

There is something different about her. I can’t quite place what it is. But I feel a different energy off her than before. For weeks, I haven’t been able to feel anything from her without concentrating hard. But now, I can feel her again. And there is something new I can’t figure out.

Physically, she looks the same. Her hair and body are the same. She still doesn’t wear much makeup or dress up unless Liesel forces her to. But none of that matters. She will always be the most beautiful woman in the room to me. And somehow, the strength that oozes from her pores is more powerful than ever before.

She gasps and arches her back as she circles her clit with her fingers.

Instinctively, I take a step forward but stop myself. She’s so lost in her own world that I could probably crawl into bed next to her and she wouldn’t notice until she finished. But as desperate as I am to participate, I won’t. If all I can get is watching her from afar, then that’s what I’ll do.

Her head rolls back against her pillow. She’s getting close. So close.

I swallow the suffocating lump in my throat as I ball my hands into tighter fists. I need a release, and I resist the urge to pull my cock out and start jacking off right along with her. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten off. But I don’t have the desire if it’s not with her. But now, my cock hardens, pushing roughly against the zipper of my jeans.

I close my eyes for a single second, trying to pause the moment long enough to get myself under control, but there is no calm to find. I’m desperate for Kai.

But I don’t let myself move; I am a statue. I don’t deserve to feel one happy moment of pleasure. I deserve to suffer in hell for all I’ve put Kai through. My only job now is to protect her with my life.