Swish by Marian Tee

breathed against her lips.
    Whimpering at the blunt request, she did as asked even knowing that everyone would have heard him.
    Only when they heard dishes crashing to the floor, followed by a loud sob as one of the volunteers ran out of the room, did Helios slowly lift his head. 
    “Poor girl,” Kellion murmured. “She really thought Mr. Sunshine here would have remained public property.”
    MJ barely heard him, her head still clouded by a haze of passion. She saw Helios smiling at her, and it was a breathtaking sight.
    There was another crash of dishes, another girl running away. 
    Kellion shook his head in mock dismay. “So many hearts crushed.”
    Helios ignored the others, his attention completely focused on MJ. Satisfaction, to the point of exultance, filled him at the knowledge that he finally had MJ on his lap, and she was his to command, his to possess…his to do whatever he wanted. And right now, all he truly desired to do was lock her in his room and satiate his lust for her beautiful body.
    Helios pulled her against him suddenly, causing MJ to fall back, her breasts squashed against his chest. Immediately, she felt something stir under her. MJ turned red, realizing what it was. 
    Helios didn’t seem to care. He bit the outer lobe of her ear, making her shiver, and MJ shivered even more as he whispered to her, “From now on, you do not leave my bed until I tell you to.” He cupped her chin and nudged her to look at him. His golden eyes blazed at her. “Got it?”
    “G-got it,” she whispered even as her head whirled at the enormous change the club’s president seemed to have undergone. It was almost…almost as if he had been holding himself back all this time, but now that he had her, he wanted everyone to know she belonged to him.
    She wanted to ask him why. Why had he suddenly changed? Did it mean that he loved her? But the words were stuck in her throat as she remembered Hallie’s story. It didn’t matter why he had changed. Claiming her so publicly was a risk in itself, and she should be content that he had decided she was worth the risk.  
    Unbidden, her eyes sought Yuri’s.
    Yuri only smiled at her, but he was unable to hide the unease in his gaze.
    Unease that Helios also saw…and misunderstood. A part of him whispered insidiously in his mind that history was about to repeat itself. Even if Yuri had always been a good friend to him, could their friendship keep Yuri from betraying Helios once he also had a taste of MJ’s body?
    He didn’t know the fucking answer to that, and the fact that the question had occurred to him in the first place made self-contempt rise inside Helios.
    MJ was not Odessa. 
    He had to remember that. 

Chapter Thirteen
     
    “Where’s MJ?” Helios demanded a week later as he stalked into the kitchen, which was occupied by Kellion, Hallie, and Andreus.
    Andreus said mockingly, “How fucking sweet. You miss her already?”
    Helios spared his treasurer a cold glance. “Fuck off.”
    Kellion made a tsk tsk sound. “I really thought you’d have better manners now that you’re with MJ, Mr. Sunshine. But nope. You actually seem worse.” He smiled slyly. “I just saw her this morning, you know. She was the one who woke me—”
    “One more word and I’ll kill you.” He meant it. The fact that MJ was still doing her usual tasks – which included entering other men’s rooms and seeing them half-naked – was still a sore point between them. She was the President’s girl now, dammit. She no longer had to work like an ordinary volunteer.
    But MJ being MJ, with her extremely odd thoughts, she insisted on sticking with the same schedule. And when he had tried to accompany her, intending to kick everyone out of their beds just so they could get back in his, MJ had refused that, too. The only reason Helios hadn’t forced the issue was because MJ had been about to cry.
    And why the fuck was that, Helios wondered grimly. Why did she feel so strongly about her