Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 887

Chapter 887: At War

"The first girl you ever met out of all of them."

Her fingers tightened in his hair, possessive. "I was there before anyone. You walked into that gym and I was the one waiting for you."

"Waiting for me?" Kaiden couldn’t help but grin at the overly romanticized way she seemed to remember their first meeting. "Yeah, to take my money. That’s why I chose Liam."

"Kai..." Aria’s grip tightened dangerously around his balls as she corrected the terribly inaccurate way he seemed to remember their start. "I was the one who chased you down outside the locker room. I was the one who swallowed my pride and admitted I needed the money. I was the one who took the bartending job at Bruno’s because you offered it. I was the first whose virginity you took, too... Kai, I’m your first."

He tilted his head, and the playful glint in his eyes should have warned her.

"You were the first girl I met and the first girl I lay with," he agreed. "But Luna was the first one who."

Aria’s hands went still.

"Kaiden Grey. What were you about to say just now?"

The look on Aria’s face was a masterpiece.

Her lower lip pushed forward.

Her silver eyes, which seconds ago had been fervent with love, narrowed into slits that could have cut steel more precisely than her moonlight crescents.

Her fingers twitched with the urge to drown the man she loved.

"I’m kneeling here," she said, voice low and trembling, "washing your body, your hair, your everything, giving you all of my love and attention, and you say that to me!"

Her hands withdrew. She sat back on her heels, arms crossing beneath her bare chest, wet and glistening and magnificently dejected.

"You’re far too cruel, Kai."

The guilt hit him like a truck.

He’d wanted the reaction his needy yandere tended to give, but he clearly went far overboard.

"Aria-"

"I’m giving you everything of me and you..."

He turned in the water, caught her by the waist, and pulled her off the ledge, into the bath, onto his lap in one motion.

She landed against him chest to chest, her thighs wrapping around his hips on instinct, their faces inches apart, and beneath the water her flower settled against his shaft.

Water sloshed over the stone edges. Steam curled between them. Her breasts pressed against his chest, slippery with soap and warm water, her nipples dragging across his skin, and even through the hurt her body fit against his like it was designed to be there.

"I’m sorry." He held her gaze, both hands on her hips. "I wanted to see it: the jealousy, the possessiveness... Your face getting all scrunchy and mad."

His thumb traced her jawline, brushing wet silver hair from her cheek. "I went too far."

Aria stared at him.

The hurt held for three more seconds. Then the emotion shifted behind her eyes, recognition, warmth, a knowing that ran deeper than the teasing or the jealousy, and a slow smile spread across her face.

"Got you~" She snickered.

"What?" Kaiden was confused.

"I manipulated your manipulation~" Aria giggled, seemingly far too happy with herself.

"...Explain."

She pressed her forehead against his, silver eyes dancing inches from his own. "Dummy, what needs explaining here? You knew how I’d react. I knew you knew. So I pretended to be hurt because I knew that when I did that you’d feel so guilty you’d pull me into your lap and apologize with that beyond adorable, stupidly sincere face."

She traced a wet finger down the bridge of his nose. "You might not realize, but we’re fighting a war, Kai. A quiet little psychological war. Aren’t we basically husband and wife? We know too much about each other..."

Kaiden grinned.

*Smack!*

*Smack!*

Both hands came down on her perky butt with a sharp, wet smack that echoed off the stone walls, and Aria yelped, releasing a sound so undignified it would have made Luna cackle for a week.

His fingers sank into the heavenly, round flesh and squeezed, palms kneading her with slow, shameless pressure while she squirmed on his lap, their eyes still locked, water rippling around them.

"You’re far too proud of yourself, you mischievous woman," he said, hands still working.

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