And Then There Were Four novel Chapter 343

"Excuse me?!" I exclaimed. "What the fuck is your problem?"

Shaking his head, Lucas turned and started making his way out of the alley like he hadn't heard what I just said, but I had no plan of letting him go. Grabbing his wrist, I stopped him in his tracks, and as he turned, I reared back my hand, slapping him across the face. "Go fuck yourself, Lucas."

Without warning, Lucas snatched me by my hair and pressed me back against the brick building he had pinned me against before. His fangs bared and with lips only inches above mine, a low growl echoed from his throat.

"Don't ever do that again—"

"Or what?" I quickly said, cutting him off. "What the fuck are you going to do?"

With haste, his lips crashed against mine, and as they did, our movements turned into hungry, frenzied motions of wandering hands and heated passion. I wanted him right now, and no matter how much he denied me any other time, he couldn't in this moment.

Grazing my hip with his fingers, he slid his hand beneath my leggings and cupped my aching core that throbbed with the desire to have more of him. I was wet, so fucking wet, and when Lucas realized that, a low growl of satisfaction left him.

"Is this what you wanted, Cassie?" He all but purred in my ear as a smile graced his lips, highlighting the glint of amusement that lay at the forefront of his gaze. "You wanted to be my good girl again?"

"Good girl?" I giggled as I nipped at his bottom lip. "Who said anything about being good?"

Kissing me once more, he brought me closer to the edge as his thumb rubbed circles around my clit. He made me ride out my orgasm with his hand. The euphoric bliss of his actions had me begging for more, but when I reached for his belt, he pulled back.

The empty space now between us had me whining for the loss of comfort he had created. I wasn't sure what made him stop, but as he licked his fingers clean, he shook his head with a grin. "I think I've had enough fun for the day, Cassie. Perhaps find someone to finish you off. I heard there are quite a few men who have been trying."

"Are you serious right now?" I breathed out in shock as my mouth dropped open.

He didn't hesitate to respond as he shrugged his shoulders and fixed himself. "Why would I not be? The woman who was supposed to be my mate turned out not to be mate material, after all."

His words were the metaphorical slap to my face I had been waiting for. Last night we had been so happy, entangled in each other's arms, and then with one simple phrase, he turned into the devil's son who sought to taunt me with my emotions.