But not one set but three got closer and closer until they were standing in front of me.
The men from Finn's table.
The tall one stepped forward first. The one with the scar above his eye, another along the jaw, and dark sand colored hair cutclose. The black-haired one flanked left. The one with the beard moved right, blocking the exit.
They didn't look like they were passing through.
"You need to leave," I said. Voice steadier than my hands. "I have something to do."
"Put the weapon down." Slick ran at hearing the low, rich Russian accent. The kind of voice that expected compliance and got it from people more dangerous than me.
"You don't understand—"
“Drop it.”
My fingers had opened without permission and the knife hit the cobblestones. My body was shaking, my stomach cramping and more slick was running down my thighs.
I could smell them now, all three of them, and the ache wasn't phantom. My body wasn’t reacting to Finn, it was reacting to their scent.
Was this the real heat since I had the bond dissolved?
But I still had a man to kill, and that man had something to do with them.
My hands landed on a solid chest as I pushed past and ran.
Heels snapped on cobblestones. Someone shouted behind me, but I was already across the road, dodging a tram, aiming for the neon sign of my hotel. The heat was building in waves now, each one worse than the last, and by the time I reached my room I could barely work the key card.
I took a deep inhale, begged my hand to stop shaking and it did for long enough to get inside the room. I locked the door. Ripped off the wig. Stripped my body of the coat and my clothes.
I needed relief before I hunted for Finn again.
The moment the last piece of fabric hit the floor, I was on the bed, thighs already slick. The ache between my legs was brutal, a deep, throbbing emptiness that the broken bond had left rawand demanding. I shoved two pillows under my hips, spreading my legs wide, knees bent. No time for teasing.
My fingers slid straight down, parting soaked folds, and I groaned at the first contact. I was drenched. I circled my swollen clit with two fingers, fast and rough, the way I knew I needed it right now.
The pleasure hit like a spark on dry tinder. My back arched off the mattress as I pressed harder, rubbing tight, frantic circles.
“Yes…” I hissed through clenched teeth.
It wasn’t enough. I needed a knot. Instead, I pushed two fingers inside myself, curling them deep, stroking that sensitive spot while my thumb kept working my clit. The wet, obscene sounds filled the quiet room. I fucked myself harder, hips rolling, chasing the edge that felt so close yet so far. My free hand grabbed my breast, pinching and tugging the nipple until the sharp sting blended with the pulsing heat between my thighs.
The orgasm slammed into me without warning.
My thighs shook violently as I came, walls clenching greedily around my fingers. A broken moan tore from my throat, but I didn’t stop. I kept pumping through the spasms, drawing it out, riding every aftershock until my legs were trembling and my chest heaved.
Still not enough.
I rolled onto my stomach, arse in the air, and reached back between my legs again. Three fingers this time, stretching myself open as I ground my clit against the heel of my hand. The new angle made me whimper. I imagined a thick cock replacing my fingers, pounding into me, and the fantasy pushed me over again. I came a second time, harder, muffling my cry into the sheets as my body convulsed.
Panting, skin glistening with sweat, I finally collapsed onto my back and stared at the ceiling. The edge had been taken off, but the hunger still simmered under my skin. They’d turned me intothis needy, aching, insatiable omega. This was more than a bond termination gone wrong.
Somewhere in the fog, there was a knock at the door.
Room service.
I'd ordered dinner before leaving. Just pasta, the cheapest thing on the menu, but if I was doing this alone. Then food would help. Eating would ground me. I'd sleep it off. Wake up tomorrow and find another way to kill Finn.
A hammer, maybe. Hammers were cheap.
