Triple Claim: Runaway With The Biker’s Baby

Chapter 8

Zara’s pov

A shocked gasp left my throat as I blinked up at him. “What?!” I cried out. “You can’t do that!”

He rolled his eyes, his hold still firm on my chin, which was making me feel tingly on the inside

“And why the f**k should I listen to you right now?”

An annoyed huff left my mouth. He was just like he was years ago. Arrogant, rude and controlling.

“Cause his father would find and kill you.” I pointed out.

It was the truth. Troy might have been discarded by his parents, but they still loved him a whole lot and would definitely come for Kael if he did that. They aged powerful and rich figures who undoubtedly have a lot of connections.

Kael barked out a laugh, then he leaned down, and my breath caught as the space between us remained small. “And you think I care about that…?”

“He f*****g hurt you. He has to pay for that!” He ground out, his eyes hard and angry. I swallowed as I looked away, reminding myself that he didn’t care about me. He was most likely trying to act all caring because of my brother but my brother wasn’t here right now, there’s no need for this act.

“Look, Kael… it’s fine now, I’m out of his reach now. So perhaps leave it be and later, I’ll figure something out.” I breathed out.

“That’s impossible, doll.” He informed me, and my heart jumped at that nickname. That f*****g dumb nickname that always has me flustered in the past.

“Why didn’t you reach out when it started? Why didn’t you call your brother?” He demanded, voice tight with anger. But how could I? I had cut him off like a stupid fool. How could I?

I averted my gaze and remained silent.

“Why didn’t you reach out to me?” He added and my eyes flew up to meet him, unable to read the emotions in there. That question completely caught me off guard.

When I took long to respond, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he let go of my jaw abruptly.

“Wait… you refused to reach out and even now, you’re against him getting hurt cause you’re still in love with him?” He asked and my eyes widened.

The f**k?

“That’s not true!” I cried out but he was already pacing, clearly furioos.

“Was that why you left in the past? Did you already know him back then? You already loved him back then? Or worse, were you on and off with him back when you were with Drake?” He gritted out, regarding me with anger.

Anger flared within me and I threw my hands up in frustration. “What the f**k? Why would you say that?” I cried out but he scoffed before suddenly closing in on me.

“It’s true, no? Else why would you not want me to f*****g kill him? So you’re really in love with someone who put his hands on you while the kid he put in you watches?!”

I let out an angry sound, wishing I could slap him. “You know what? f**k you, Kael! You’re even worst than I remembered!”

He laughed, the sound grating. “What’s worse is you're still making horrible decisions after all this while.” He pointed out and my entire body shook with so much anger and hatred for him.

“I- I f*****g hate you! How can you say that?” I demanded. “And of course I always make bad decisions, I mean… I did let you f**k me in the past, didn’t I?” I hurled at him before I could stop myself.

As soon as his eyes twitched, I instantly wished I could take those words back. I swallowed hard and looked away, but he suddenly gripped my chin, forcing me to face him again.

“Are you suddenly forgetting who you’re talking to, doll?” He asked lowly, the words rattling my spine. My heart pounded hard as I shook my head, an apology on the tip of my tongue, but I held it back.

I’d have instantly apologized to him if I sensed like I had angered him in the past, but not anymore.

I was older now. He dosent scare me anymore.

“I- I didn’t forget.” I breathed out a little shakily and slowly, a grin tugged at the side of his lips, which made my heartbeat pound faster.

He was standing even closer to me now, his face still looking handsome as ever. He’s grown bigger than I remembered, and his face was sharper, his eyes more intense. All of that made him unfairly hotter than in the past.

“Then you must also remember that you’ll be under my care until whenever your brother returns… which means a few things, doll. You’ll tell me every single mistreatment your bastard husband has put you through, because I asked. And you’ll have to watch that mouth around me, unless…” he trailed off, an eyebrow arched.

Even despite the pounding of my heart, I still jutted my chin, defiance over my face.

“Unless what?”

I needed to show that I wasn’t afraid of him. Not anymore.

His lips twitched, then he straightened, towering over me even more. “Unless you want me to punish you, doll.” He shook his head, grinning. “Matter of fact, I think you need me to show you who’s in charge between us right now.”

My eyes widened as I blinked up at him, my barvado wavering.

“For all the stress I put myself through today to rescue you, this is the bratty attitude I get? and on top of that, you’re still in love with the bastard?” He barked and I opened my mooth but he shushed me.

“Lick your hand.” He ordered.

My eyes widened. “What? Why?”

“Cause you’re gonna jerk me off right now.” He revealed and it was like I just got whiplashed.

“What?” I cried out but he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t have all day, doll,” he pointed out and anger flared within me. Why would he ask me to do this out of the blue?

“Are you doing this to punish me?” I asked. “Why?”

“You’re bratting out. Brats needs to be reminded of their place.” He drawled and I glared at him with so much hatred.

“f**k you, Kael. You don’t control me. What makes you think I’ll just do that because you asked? I’m not the old Zara anymore.”

His eyes suddenly darkened. “Of course you’re not. Your bastard husband has tainted you with his mess, with so much pain and hurt, but don’t worry, cause that’s never gonna happen again since you won’t ever be seeing him again.”

I didn’t mind the sound of that, In fact, it made my heart pound faster. But still, I was still angry, that he was so controlling and daring to ask me to jerk hin off.

“Well, I’m not gonna be touching your contaminated dick.” I hurled at him.

He barked out a laugh. “That’s what you think?”

“I know it.”

He checked his wristwatch, like he had better things to go do. “Better get it over with fast before I change my mind.”

I scowled up at him. “I’m not jerking you off, kael. Frankly, I’d rather chew on nails.”

He regarded me for a moment before pulling his phone out. “I guess you want your bastard husband to die tonight. My men are already tracking him. Why don’t I ask them to kill it on the spot? ‘It’ cause he’s an animal.”

I gasped, stiffening. “No! Don’t do that, please!”

I don’t want Kael or anyone dragged into my mess. Troy’s family could really buy this town off if they wanted. They could kill Kael off if they wanted as well.

He sneered. “Cause you love him, no?”

I opened my mouth but he waved me off fast. “I don’t wanna hear it. Just, lick your hands and jerk me off.”

I scowled as I angrily licked my palm, moving stiffly as I stared down at the intimidating bulge in his pants.

I really hate him.

“To be thinking about s*x right now... so disgusting!”

He snorted, grinning as he pulled his c**k out, the sheer size so large, it made my eyes widen.

“Don’t act like your p***y isn’t slicking up at the thought of touching it. I know your bastard husband’s c**k could never hold a candle to mine.”

Was it always this big?

I schooled my expression fast, rolling my eyes. “As if! This is average at my best and my husband’s c**k is even bigger.”

He rolled his eyes. “Well, get on with it then. And you better not grow wet while at it cause I won’t be f*****g you.”

I scoffed in annoyance as I wrapped a hand around his thick length. Who does he think he is? Why would I want him to f**k him?

I’ve long since moved on from him.

He was hot in my palm, throbbing and I stroked a few times, wanting to get this over with as fast as possible. Feeling him in my palm was reminding me of the past, of that night in his office where he took my virginity over his desk.

I swallowed as I stared at the precum at the tip of his c**k. He was really way bigger than Troy.

“Thinking about your p***y clenching around it? It’s gonna stretch your little p***y out real good.” He drawled and my face flamed as I glanced up at him. He looked relaxed and ridiculously hot right now, his hair in a bun.

“Of course not. Why would I think about that? I just want you to come as fast as possible so i can stop.” I bit out, my stomach feeling a little hot.

He grinned. “Maybe if you stroke faster, I might come. Or if you put that mouth to good use, but i doubt you have any experience sucking a c**k bigger than a needle.”

I flushed, scowling harder at him. “As if I’d ever suck on a d**k like yours that’s been in every woman’s p***y in this town!”

“This same d**k had you shuddering and crying my office down in the past, doll.” He drawled and my hand tightened on his d**k the same time my thighs clamped tightly together. When I realized what I was doing, it was already too late cause he was knowingly grinning.

“Ah… so you’re really thinking about it. I bet your husband never made you feel that way before, never made you fall apart from pleasure.”

He wasn’t lying. Troy was s**t in the bedroom.

“T- that’s not true.” I whispered weakly.”

“Liar.”

“How about we test that theory?” He asked as he suddenly leaned into me, knocking all the breath out of my lungs.