Kina was the first to break the silence, her voice hesitant. "Dexter..." she started, her fingers figeting together. "Could you teach this to Tusk? So that..."
The moment her lips parted, I cut her off. Not with words, with the weight of my presence alone, the kind of silence that made the air thicken like syrup.
My voice didn't just speak; it commanded, sharp enough to draw blood. "No." One syllable, and it was final. No room for her to even think about arguing.
My gaze moved to Kina, and something evil, something unexpected, a feeling in my chest. Oh, sister. My mind filled with the image before I could stop imy mind, Kina beneath me, trembling, her thighs slick with need, her breath coming in ragged little gasps as I ruined her. You think I'd let another man touch you like that?
Only I can do that... no one else...
"It's not that I don't want to teach it. But it's risky."
