Tobias (A CURSED BOYS NOVEL Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

up to take a look out the window to see what the two of them were doing. Tristan had managed to get himself stuck in a tree. That was quite a feat for a werewolf. Willow thought it was hilarious and Amelia was nowhere to be seen.
     I doubt she was happy with Willow staying in the house. Amelia has all sorts of issues. One of them being she’s a raging bitch, another being she’s a jealous cunt. Although the thought of Willow tortures my cock, the idea of her pissing off Amelia makes me very happy.
     I left my room and headed downstairs. In the week I had been gone Willow had managed to transform the entire house. Nothing had really changed about the place but now it actually looks lived in.
      “Oh look who finally decided to come home.” Amelia was sprawled on the couch in nothing but a pink slip.
      “Jesus Christ Amelia. Do you ever wear fucking clothes?”
      “There was a time you liked to see me naked.”
      “Yeah, there was also a time you weren’t fucking my brother but – oh wait, no there wasn’t.”
     I gave her a dramatically fake smile then went outside. Tristan was still stuck up in the tree. He managed to have a branch slide up the back of his shirt leaving him suspended in mid-air.
     “Tobias! Help me down will ya? This evil wench of yours is useless!” His outburst sent Willow into a frenzy.
     She was laughing so hard she couldn’t even get up off the ground. I bit down on the inside of my cheeks. It was the only thing I could do to keep from laughing with her.
     “I don’t know I’m rather enjoying this. It’s not often I can use my brother as a piñata.”
      “Go ahead. Just remember I know where you sleep.”
      An evil grin spread across my face. The idea was rather tempting. Tristan must have realized it might actually happen because he took hold of his shirt and ripped it in half, freeing him from the tangled mess. He did a flip as he fell and landed on his feet.
      “Show off.”
      “Jealous?”
     “Of what? Fleas and a wet dog smell?”
      “My charm and good looks.”
      I shook my head and crossed my arms against my chest. I was wearing nothing but pajama bottoms which hung low on my hips. I had to bite back a grin at the sound of Willow's heart beat picking up the pace. I look over and catch her staring.
     “See something you like cupcake?” Her face flushed before she looked away.
     “Just wondering how such a big ego fits in such a tiny package.”
     Tiny package? Was that supposed to be a joke? I was anything but tiny. I stood at six foot three and was quite large. In all areas. To prove my point I slide my pajama bottoms down my hips completely exposing myself to Willow. That shut her up pretty quick.
     “Bro put that thing away! No one wants nightmares.” Tristan said while his hands covered his eyes.
      Willow remained silent but couldn’t look away from me. I could hear her heart racing and all I could think about was how good she would taste while fucking her. The thought made my cock throb with need.
     I slid my pajama pants back up over my hips then took a seat on the steps of the porch, staying in the shade. Willow finally looked away from me and acted like she was interested in the flowers growing beside her.
     “If you’re trying to make me uncomfortable you’re going to have to try harder than that Tobias.”
     “I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable.”
     “Well then if you’re trying to scare me it’s not working either.”
     “Somehow I doubt anything could scare you cupcake.”
     “Well you sure as shit scared me. No one and I mean no one should see that this early in the morning!” Tristan just had to put his two cents in.
     “No one asked you.”
     “I disagree, Tristan. The view from here was amazing.” I roll my eyes in annoyance at the sound of Amelia’s voice behind me.
     “If you keep checking my brother out, you and I are going to have some issues woman.”
     “I’m allowed to check him