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I try to push away the jealousy as I step into the scalding shower, knowing it won’t do me any good to linger over the events of the day.
What happened in the woods?
I should reach for the soap, but instead, I reach for myself, wrapping my hand around my cock and moving my fist up and down the length. I’m already hard as fucking steel just thinking about her.
The way she looked when she was splayed out on the bed in our first safe house, Hale’s hand moving rhythmically beneath her panties as she bucked and writhed beneath him… it’s an image that will haunt me forever. I almost came in my pants like a fucking teenager, watching her fall apart under his touch. Wishing it was me touching her.
Jesus. I wish I could’ve kissed her as she came apart. Felt her body shudder, felt the desperate strokes of her tongue against mine as she tried to survive the brutal orgasm Hale dragged out of her. I wanted to feel her whimpers against my skin, feel her fingernails at my back.
I want fucking everything.
“Fuck, Grace. Fuck,” I grunt as my balls tighten, jets of cum spilling over my hand and the shower wall.
My body shudders as I try to make the orgasm last as long as possible, drawing out the pumps of my hand as images continue to flood my mind. Thoughts of her pretty little legs, spreading for Hale…
Hale.
He was furious when he walked in and found me in a compromising position with Grace. And he’s not wrong that I fucked up by letting her get to me like that. But I’d bet every damn thing I own that my screw-up wasn’t the only reason he was so pissed. In fact, it wasn’t even the main reason.
The reason he went after me so hard, the reason he did what he did to punish me, didn’t have jack shit to do with our mission.
It only had to do with Grace.
With what he wants just as much as I do.
Not even Hale can resist her, and I know he fucking hates that. She’s getting under everyone’s skin, fucking everything up.
I shouldn’t let her do this to me. I shouldn’t let her hold this much power over my thoughts, my mind, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t stop thinking about how fucking turned on I was, how I directly disobeyed Hale’s orders—more than once.
I wasn’t supposed to touch her.
I wasn’t supposed to undo her binds.
I wasn’t supposed to jerk myself off like a desperate fucking teenager as Hale touched her.
But I did.
I did all of those things, and I couldn’t stop. Not when her little whimpers and moans filled my senses, not when her hips arched and she begged for release that I couldn’t give her.
We should have left her behind.
The thought crashes into my mind like a brick through a fucking window.
If we’d left her back at the church, we would have left a whole shitload of problems behind. Grace means trouble, and I can’t seem to stop chasing the trouble she’s so readily supplying. We’d be better off without her. Despite Hale’s insistence that she must know something about what her dad was up to or how that other group tracked him down, I don’t think she was lying.
She’s not meant to be a part of this. Her father dragged her out of our world six years ago, and she should’ve been allowed to stay out of it.
But if we’d left her…
Then whoever the fuck those other assholes at the church were, they’d have her now. She’d be their captive.
My hands curl into fists as I rest my forearms against the cool tile of the shower wall, dropping my head. I hate the thought of Grace with anyone but us. I hate the thought of what that other group of men could’ve done to her if they’d managed to steal her away.
She belongs with us.
Letting out a growl of frustration, I turn the shower to cold, letting the freezing water cool my skin. It barely helps bring my mind into focus, but anything is better than nothing at this point. I need to stop this shit. Get myself in a better headspace.
Flicking off the water, I reach for a towel and wrap it around my waist, checking the time on my phone as I step out of the shower. Hale said he’d check in with his father once we got settled in for the night, which means that he should have news soon.
