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“I came to see how you’re doing.”
“Ah, because I ripped apart one fucker too many earlier?”
“Pretty much.”
“Came to see if I’m stuck in that state, prepared to go on a rampage? Don’t worry, there’s nobody around for miles here, nobody to hurt.”
“Actually, first I came to see how your wrist is doing after having that awful thing cut out of it. And, yeah, the other thing too. I’m concerned for you.”
“The wrist is fine. Killian’s good with the stitches, it’ll heal well.”
“Does it hurt, though?”
“Not really. Definitely not in comparison to everything else I’ve faced.”
“Good. I don’t want you in pain.”
Our eyes locked and his twitched again, before he softened and said, “I know you don’t, sweetheart.” He took a beat, then blew out a breath and told me, “Regarding the other thing, you don’t need to worry. I’m in control. I’m fine.” A smile curved his lips and he stared at me in wonder. “You pulled me back again earlier.”
He reached out and stroked my cheek, his eyes burning into mine, and I felt the heat kick up several intense notches between us. “Where’s your dad and Olivia?”
“Down for the night. They crashed soon after they got back.”
“In the room over on the other side of the house?”
I rolled my eyes. “You mean, where you insisted they stay?”
“Of course, so they’re far enough away from whatever might go on over on our side of the house.”
My pulse picked up. “And what might that be?”
He grimaced and pulled away. “I’m trying to hold back for you.”
“Why? You already know I don’t need that from you.”
“This is different. Me being like this, having that dark part of me right at the surface.”
“That only calls to me all the more.” I closed the distance between us again and grasped his hand. “You don’t need to hide any part of yourself from me. I’ll never be afraid of it. And I want all of it, Asher.”
“I could hurt you.”
“Well, we have a few days before everything is put in motion to take the Head Infidels and the Heretics, so I’ll have time to heal up.” I stepped closer until my breasts were brushing against his hard chest, making him suck in a breath. “You know, in case you bruise my cunt as you tear into me.”
“Fuck,” he uttered, hoarsely.
“Mmm, I want to see that,” Jonah’s voice came from the door.
I turned to see him standing there in just his usual tight boxers, his gorgeous inked, muscular body on display, while Killian leaned against the door frame beside him. He had just a pair of gray sweats falling low on his hips, his ripped chest bared in all its glory.
He winked at me. “I second that. I want to watch as you sink down nice and slow onto Ash’s monster cock and take it in inch by inch until you’re too full to see straight.”
“Fuck, Pretty, yes,” Jonah groaned, grabbing his dick through his boxers and stroking it right in front of us as his gaze darted between me and Asher.
Fuck this. I couldn’t take it a second longer.
All that violence and adrenaline from earlier, the danger they’d all been in… I needed to exorcise it, to have them all over me, to feel them alive and well, to breathe us in together.
I stripped off my tank, baring my breasts, the guys zeroing in on me as they bounced at my rough movements. I tossed the tank across the room, then popped the button of my jeans.
