Filthy (A Stepbrother Romance) #1

“I told you what would happen if you fucked with her. I even warned you.” I heard Talon’s voice across the room, and my eyes lifted, my body calling to him. I could tell he was pissed, fuming with rage as he spoke.

“I didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t be mad at me because she didn’t say no. If she had said no then I would’ve stopped.” Donovan’s voice rained down on my body like acid.

“What are you doing? Were supposed to be gathering research, Mia, not checking out guys.” Mallory adjusted her glasses against the bridge of her nose. I kid you not this woman was on my last nerve.

“I think there might be a fight going on.” I stood from the chair, relief flooding my lower body. Mallory looked at me like I was dumb, as if I had something better to be doing right now.

“A fight?” She rolled her eyes.

“She couldn’t say no, because you…” Talon poked him in the chest, “drugged her drink. I’m not stupid, asshole. Even I know when a woman is incapable of having sex, and I’m a huge fucking douche bag most days.” Donovan smirked at Talon, and it was then that I knew heads were going to roll. I thought we were past this. Yeah I wanted to bury the asshole under six feet of dirt, but I didn’t want Talon to get himself in trouble over some guy like this.

“You think it’s funny, do ya?” Talon shoved into his chest. They were now nose to nose, toe to toe. I crossed the walkway in ten seconds or less, coming up behind Talon and grabbing his hand, which was in a tightly closed fist.

“He isn’t even worth it. We both know that, so don’t waste your time on him. You don’t need to be getting kicked out of school.” I tried to be the light at the end of the tunnel. I truthfully did, but I knew if Donovan had started this argument Talon would be the one to finish it.

“Go on.” Donovan pushed back against Talon. “Listen to her,” he sneered at me, and his friends laughed along as if he had said something funny.

“We all know you’re a fucking prick and that I wouldn’t have slept with you even if I was sober, so shut the fuck up!” I jumped in without thought, defending Talon. It was as if my body knew just what to say and do to protect him.

“You’re lucky she is here.” Talon’s eyes were so dark, the muscles in his body tense. My eyes lingered on his tight blue shirt and his low riding blue jeans. My mouth was watering as I thought about all the ways he had taken me this past weekend. He kept his promise of taking me and christening all the different rooms in the house as our own, and now I wanted to fuck him again. I most definitely wasn’t ready for any of that right now.

“Or what, pretty boy?” Donovan taunted. I was done playing nice. I couldn’t handle the tension in the air. It was consuming, suffocating.

“Or I will file charges against you. I have witnesses, Donovan. I’m not afraid of you or any of your stupid friends. Let it be, leave Talon and me alone, or I will do it. So help me God,” I threatened. Talon’s fist loosened and slowly it turned into him holding my hand.

Fear mixed with anger covered Donovan’s face. His mouth opened and then closed as if he wanted to say something. I stood still all but tapping my foot against the ground waiting for him to walk the hell away.

“I’m out of here.” Donovan’s words were rushed as he scurried from the library, his cronies following right behind him. I could see Talon watching me out of the corner of his eye. He had a couple of friends with him I hadn’t met yet, but he didn’t seem to care about them now that I was here. He waved them on without a comment, his eyes still locked on mine.

“What are you doing here?” his words were velvety soft. This was the side of Talon no one else got to see. He held my hand and rubbed his thumb across my cheek. I wanted to grab him and take him into the nearest open study room.

“I’m with my lab partner Mallory. We heard you all the way from over there.” I pointed over his shoulder. There had been a lot of people that got up from there seats to look over here and see what was going on.

“Do you have maybe five minutes?” He was giving me a lustful look, one that mirrored my own.

“I have ten if you really need it.” I winked, gripping his hand tightly in my own. I pulled him toward the study rooms, hoping and praying that there was one open. The little rooms were soundproof and used for studying purposes only. Except today: today they would be used for fucking purposes.

“I think…” Talon went to speak just as I tried one of the handles. The handle jiggled as if it was locked so I went to the next. I crossed my toes when I turned and gripped it and it opened.

“Huh?” I asked remembering he had said something.

“Nothing, baby, nothing at all,” he whispered against my lips as he closed the door. Darkness surrounded us, still I felt safe in secure in Talon’s arms.