8: Sexual tension

**Killian**

I hate my wife. I dislike her so fiercely. But as much as I have made up my mind to hate her, my dick gas not. Images of earlier flashed through my mind and I felt my dick hardening again. Her round as had been spread wide leaving her pussy open for my view. She had just been fresh from the shower and I could smell myself all over her. It aroused me.

Groaning, I place my hand over my dick. I raised my head up to look for her only to find her sleeping in an uncomfortable position. I rolled my eyes and looked back down at my laptop. I couldn't care less. I hoped she breaks her neck.

"Sir, Madam looks uncomfortable, shall I take her to the back rooms?” The air host said. I nodded absentmindedly as I focused on my work. I couldn't afford to make any mistakes on this one. It was an important deal and would give way to more of my plans.

I heard a small moan and some shifting coming from my front and I looked up. The host picked her up bridal style and she rested her against his chest in an annoyingly intimate way. The boy looked like a mixture of pleased and flustered. Eve moaned again and snuggled deeper into his chest. Something stirred in my gut.

“Wait, give her to me," I ordered, standing up. The boy hesitantly gave her to me and I flashed him a glare as I walked with her to the back room. I might not like her but she was still my wife. I would not let another man see her like that and enjoy her moans. Stepping into the room, I made towards the bed and dropped Eve. I was about to stand up when her hand clutched my shirt tightly and she muttered,

“Don't leave."

For such a big bad wolf, she was a whole other person when she was asleep. I sat down and waited for her to loosen her hold but she only tightened it and snuggled deeper into me. Her head was on my leg and as she snored(which was very loud by the way) she blew hot breaths onto the front of my pants. Her head was so close to my cock. I groan and close my eyes.

My jaw clenched as a thought occured to me. If it had been the air host who brought her would she have still acted this way with him? Of course she would. I frowned and glared at her.

“What a naughty little brat. We'll need to work on your sleeping. Who knows what could happen?" I said, quietly. I scan her body and my eyes land on the gun at her waist. Pulling it out, I inspect it.

At the hand, her initials and another person's are scratched onto it. EK + JT. Who the hell is JT? I scowl and put the gun in the bedside drawer. For now, I couldn't trust her with anything dangerous. She still thought she could run and knowing her, she'll stop at nothing until she succeeds.

**Evelyn**

I wake up with a start. Immediately I do, the first thing my mind registers is that my face is pressed against something hard. The next thing is that something heavy is resting on my head.

I try to raise my head up but whatever it is is keeping me place. I blow a breathe and run my hands forward. Instantly, I palm something familiar. Looking to where my hand is, I see a tent. That's when it all makes sense. Killian is resting against the headboard while I rest on his legs. His hand rests on my head while the tent is his dick. I blow out another breath to calm my nerves and steady my heartbeat.

Out of curiosity, I run my hand along the length of his dick. It twitches against my hand through his pants. He's big. It's not like I've never had sex before but this was Killian. I draw circles on top of it and as I'm about to go further, his hand lifts from my head and grabs mine.

“For someone who ran away from me last night, you seem very interested in exploring my dick. Tell me, Eve, do you always wake up this needy or is it a reaction only I can pull from you?” He asked, smirking down at me. I pulled my hand away from his and scoffed. I could see the look of pure lust on his face and I could tell he was just barely holding it in.

"I am not at all interested in your miniscule dick,” I insulted, folding my arms over my chest.

"Sure, Eve. You tell yourself that,” he grinned. A knock sounded ok the door followed by an announcement,

"Sir, Madam, please prepare for landing. The plane will land in New York in five minutes.”

Killian stood up and held out his hand to me. "Shall we?”

I stood up and walked out on my own. Settling into my seat, I rested against the chair and waited for us to land. New York was one place I couldn't go to as a Bratva princess. Not because we didn't have the resources but because that was one place we couldn't spread our wings to. There were two major places in America that was strict off limits. New York and California. Why? Because those were the places Killian Bandini had sunk his claws in and dominated. I would be eaten alive before I even stepped foot on the soil but I guess now that I was his wife…I had more opportunities to spread my wings.

Glancing at Killian, I smirked. He'd just put himself in deep trouble. In no time, we were landing and I felt a thrill run up my spine. I stood up from the seat and walked towards the airplane door, completely ignoring Killian. It opened and I yelled in shock.

Before me were two lines of men in black, standing at either side of the airplane. “Welcome back Mr and Mrs Bandini."

“I see you've met my men,” Killian's voice came from beside me.

“What are you? Royalty?” I asked incredulously. Even I didn't have this much men tailing me back home and I was a Bratva princess.

"No. I'm much better,” he answered as he walked out and towards a black car awaiting us. I followed him into the car. The car pulled out of the airport and I breathed in aww at the magnificence of New York. We'd arrived at night time and it looked extremely beautiful and lively. The nightlife here must be wild. I pulled out my phone to take a picture and noticed something missing. Tapping around my waist, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Looking for something, Eve?” Killian asked.

"My gun? I can't find it. Where is it?”

"Hmm, this gun?” He asked, pulling something out and inspecting it. I glared at him and lunged for the gun but he pushed it further away from me.

“Not so fast. Seeing as we're married and I have total control over you, I say, you are not to have any weapons until you prove you're ready to submit to me. Understood?" He said. I gritted my teeth and shook my head. Definitely. Not. Understood.