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It’s jerked out of my hand, and I am flipped around with my hands on the plum-colored wall and my legs spread wide enough that I can’t move. There’s also the thing about the knee pressing into my crotch so tightly I can either ride to completion or use it as a chair.

“Please, Ryth,” I whisper. The feel of every aroused inch of his shaft pressing against me has me nearly on the tips of my toes.

Like most of my decisions, this moment describes my life perfectly. Could have been great, would have been fantastic, but the missed opportunity of getting laid by one of the Lords of Chaos is down the toilet in a snap. All because I couldn’t bide my time and wait patiently like my brother wanted.

In my defense, it’s been a month, two weeks, and five days since I last saw him. We have a pact: we stand by and stand up for each other no matter the cost. Hence my current situation.

“Mm, I love it when my captives beg. Please, Ryth, what?” A powerful arm wraps around me and hard fingers pinch a nipple. I thrust back and I’m guessing it’s what he wanted because the long, hard length of his cock is at my ass. Only the material of my uniform and the skirt beneath keep him from taking anything he wants.

The knife clatters to the floor and the next thing I know the edge of my clothes is lifting higher and higher.

I lean against the wall, ass in the air and wondering not for the first time where I went wrong in the last hour of my life.

Our gazes collide when I throw my head around.

“Now what?” I wonder how far he’s planning on taking this. But more so, how far I want him to push me. His hands slide up my bare thighs, under the raised edge of my uniform to find the leather skirt hugging my hips. “Layers of mystery. Let me see how many orgasms it takes to get those lips moving.”

His thumb finds my clit while the other hand grips my ass. My eyes drift closed. I bite at my lips to keep from moaning.

He strokes and squeezes in perfect tandem. “Let me hear those moans, pussy cat. You heard mine. Now I want to hear yours.”

He presses his thumb hard against my clit, and swirls the nub just as he digs his fingers into my flesh. The long, hard length of his cock rubs against my ass and teases me with the promise of what is to come.

My knees don’t know whether to be firm or collapse. One second I’m on my tip-toes and the next I’m riding his hand. I need to get out of here, but I want to stay too. It’s all so maddening.

He takes my clit between two fingers and pinches. I can’t breathe. Fire shoots through me. In that one move, I’m done. My mouth gapes open and I scream through my release. I cling to the wall for purchase, but the flat surface isn’t anything near the man I want to fall all over and get dirty with.

“Ryth, fuck, you can’t do that,” I scream. What I really mean is I can’t possibly want what he’s doing, but my body says something completely different. Hot liquid drips from my core.

“I just did, pussy cat.” He pinches my still throbbing clit and tugs on the nub until I’m on the tips of my toes gasping for air. “Give me another,” he demands in a raw husk as if he owns my body.

And right now, he does.

“Give me another and then I’ll give you what you really want.” He rocks his hips against me and groans so deep I feel it down to my bone marrow.

My eyes slam shut, and I slap a flat palm against the wall. “Fuck, no, no, no!”

“Hmm, I think otherwise.” He sweeps his thumb over my clit and my knees give out. He takes my weight against his body for a moment and all his heat wrapping over mine sends my senses into overdrive.

I ball my hands into fists. I can’t do this. My brother, my mission. This man and his partners deliver nothing but pain and heartache to everyone’s lives they touch.

My body says differently, but we are not listening to my libido right now.

“I have to go.” I jerk my zipper up and force my feet to move.

Hands drop away and I’m momentarily left shivering from the sudden draft of cold left from his absence.

Ryth’s low hum of laughter chases me as I run.

CHAPTER 2

NYX

“Where are you going, pussy cat? I thought you wanted to play.”

His words work like a snare and nearly have me lurching to a stop midstride. But no! If he gets his hands on me again, I’m toast. I’ll do anything his dark voice commands. It won’t be long before they discover their security room was tampered with. By me.

I do not want to be here when that happens. My throat goes dry at the thought. My heart turns into a weapon wrecking my insides as I bust through his bedroom door and haul ass toward the elevator.

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