His Sinful Cravings

Boundary between us

Xavier's POV

“Don't you dare try anything with Annabella, you old man.” Emery yelled in my face.

Confronting me as soon as her friend is out of the house.

“I'm going to murder you if I see you hanging out with my best friend. Do you have any idea how old she is?”

I smiled at Mate, knowing fully well that she wasn't saying all this because she was concerned about if I ruined her friend or not. Nope. My sweet cupcake is jealous.

She's so sexy when angry; she has no idea how much she's turning me on right now.

“I'm older than Anna.” She gave me a pointed look and then formed a cute fist. “I'm warning you, blue-eyed devil.” She sneered.

Blue-eyed what?

I stepped closer to Emery; she backed away from me until her back hit the kitchen island.

All the fiery rage in her eyes reveals her desire even though she tries so hard to hide it.

I thought for sure my cupcakes would let me kiss her last night, but to my surprise, she ran away and escaped me.

The whole point of ditching my towel and stepping out of the bathroom naked when I knew that she was the one in my room was so that I could seduce her easily. If she had let me, I would have given her more than a kiss. I don't give a f**k about this place being my brother's home.

I used my hands to cage Emery. She squirmed and tried her best not to touch me.

Scared of me, cupcake?

“The numbers are fake.”

“What?” Emery asked, trying to understand my words.

A wide smile spread over my lips as realization hit her.

“Wait…” Her voice filled with disbelief and little excitement, she asked. “The phone number you gave Anna is fake?!”

I nodded at her. Enjoying the expression on her face. Why did she think that I would ever want her friend?

I have a beautiful mate; I don't need any other woman in my life. No one else calmed my wolf the way Emery does without effort.

Emery tilts her head to the side. Question fills her eyes as she unconsciously places her hand over mine. Making me fight the urge to pull her against me. I needed her.

The years spent away from this beautiful woman were torture; it messed with my mind and turned me into a psycho whenever Emery was involved.

I know how to cook all her favorite dishes only because I want to please her; I had to learn. Now I'm barely different from a f*****g chef.

"Why did you turn down Anna? It's obvious that she's interested in you.”

Women… Can't please them. I roll my eyes at Emery's question.

“Do you want me to accept her?” I brush my thumb against her hand, making her shriek and take her hand away from me.

I shouldn't have done that.

“I'm willing to date your best friend if that is what you want.” I lied.

There is no way I'm giving up Emery for anyone.

Emery gave me a nasty look, and I couldn't stop myself from laughing at her.

I leaned closer and whispered against her ear, "Did you like what you saw last night? Were you able to sleep well?”

Her breath hitches, and a blush spreads from her cheeks to her ear.

I hope she slept thinking about me just the same way I thought about having her in my arms every night.

Emery let out a breath; her tongue wet her lips as she tried to form words but couldn't.

“If you want.” My voice became deep and hoarse, full of every lustful desire I have been carrying all day since she left me with a blue ball last night. “I can let you have a peek again. This time, I will put on a nice show for you.”

Emery places her hands on my chest and pushes me away. Her indecisive gaze moves over the kitchen walls in fear. “You are my uncle. Stop saying dirty things like that. What am I going to say if my dad sees us?”

I smiled, knowing that she's more concerned about what her dad thought than her fiancé. Her feelings for her fiancé aren't as deep as I thought. This is good; that means I can steal her away. Emery has always been mine anyway.

“My stepbrother isn't at home.” I pushed against Emery's hands; her strength weakened over my next words, "We are home alone.”

I always keep tabs on my stepbrother. I don't want him in my way while I'm with my mate.

“My brother is coming back really late tonight, cupcake. What do you think this means for us?” I asked in a seductive tone.

Her hands weakly held my shirt; a shiver passed through her as she saw the needs in my eyes.

“As your mate, I'm going to take care of you until my brother returns, and since I'm banned from having your friend, that means you are available. After all, you are older than her; besides, I don't want you to murder me because of other women," I tease.

Emery sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. She looks angry and embarrassed.

“Still thinking of other women.” She mutters under her breath.

“I have seen women get jealous because of me, but this is the first time I'm enjoying it.”

Emery's lip formed a thin line. She avoided my eyes; she must have let those words slip out of her mouth by mistake.

“I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous of other women because of you, Uncle?" Her words pierced my heart.

I don't want to be her f*****g uncle, and she knows that. Emery is testing my patience.

“I can take care of myself, Uncle.”

She is trying to set a boundary between us, but I'm not going to allow it.

“What is my name, cupcake?" I demanded in a tone that made Emery suck in a breath and shift her gaze away from me.