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“Give me answers,” I said one last time. “Or I’ll kill you now.”
“You’ll kill me anyway!” he howled through his pain, finally having realized that I was dangerous in my own right.
“But your answer will make a difference in how painful or slow it is,” I reasoned, and he swallowed thickly, a flicker of desperation in his eyes.
“But I can help you!” he cried out. “I know things, and I can help you plan retribution.”
“No deal. We have plenty of intel. Give us what we want, or she starts getting inventive,” Keir called out. Hearing from Keir seemed to have the opposite effect, the man in the chair glaring silently back at us despite the fear in his eyes.
“Alright, you chose this,” I countered, glancing over at Keir.
“Make it bloody,” he husked, that smile on his face hungry and sexy.
“Done,” I promised as a Harely Quinn grin took over my face, grabbing a pair of spiked brass knuckles on the wall. They were a bit big, but I slid them on, adjusting them in my grip and stepping closer once again. “Now… one more time. I want names and details.”
“No,” he said quietly, flinching when I slammed the knuckles into his jaw. As the spikes tore his flesh, more blood flung splattered my arms. He coughed out a huge mouthful of blood and a few teeth before looking at me and spitting, the saliva bloody and thick. I just blinked at him. When it got to this point where their fear threatened to turn the corner into bravery, silence was the best weapon. Silence was unpredictable. Silence was pain. Silence was the unknown. When you were the one strapped to a chair, your tears mixing with the blood that spilled from weeping cuts and a disfigured limb, that bone-chilling fear of the unknown could make magic happen, the toughest of men giving away all their nasty secrets.
“You have a rat who wants you out. They’re working with the higher ups in the Lach Family,” he bit out, eyes flickering closed as he fought to stay conscious through the pain. “They told us where to find your men. Your drug man’s ashes are in our incinerator.”
“And they’ll never find yours,” I said, my anger at someone betraying not just the guys, but me as well, building until I made my choice. Even if he wasn’t telling me the full truth, I was done playing games.
I rained hit after hit down upon him, each blow of the brass knuckles leaving him nearly choking on his blood, dying slowly. The sounds of bones crushing and flesh tearing filled the room until finally, even his attempts at breathing died out. Swiping a hand across my bloody and sweaty forehead, I looked up at the guys. Their demons were fully out now, ready to play with mine, and as I stared at the predators before me, their eyes filled with heated lust, my own hunger rose again.
Keir
She was a dark angel, beautiful and violent, painting the room in blood as she gracefully doled out justice. My chest warmed when she referred to our Family as her own, knowing our queen was closer to giving in to us, to joining us in this empire and filling the space that had been hers all along. Even back in high school, I’d known we’d end up here. She was our equal, and she could hold her own. She’d be able to handle us and our Family with ease.
When the life drained from his body, she dropped the knife and looked up at us, breathing heavy, skin covered in his blood.
Fucking perfection.
“Upstairs, now,” I ordered, and she nodded, walking right past her carnage and heading for the elevator. She didn’t even acknowledge Carlo, walking with a one track mind and a body ready to be dominated. He
looked impressed, and I couldn’t help but chuckle, glad he appreciated her too.
“Carlo, take care of that, will you? And no need to keep it discreet,” Kyrell said casually as we followed her out, giving him permission to spread the word.
As soon as I keyed in the code for our floor, I was on her, shoving her into the wall in a hard kiss that couldn’t be anything but claiming. She gasped as I bit her lip, tasting her blood before pulling back.
“That, my queen, was pure magic,” I praised, her smile bright as she took in my words.
“I’ve realized something,” she whispered, her somber tone making me pause even as my dick ached in my pants. We hadn’t gotten the chance to finish, something I’d rectify now.
“And what’s that?” Killian prompted, crowding us with no concept of personal space.
“That you feel like home,” she said finally, letting out a contented sigh as the doors slid open.
“You’ve always been ours, Princess,” I said, but Killian had other things on his mind. He was looking positively feral at this point, but I couldn’t blame him.
“Where to?” he asked, letting me take the lead in what we knew with unspoken certainty was going to be our second shared night. The first of many to cum...hah.
“My room,” I ordered, holding my arms out for Sana. She grinned and hopped up, my arm going under her ass as I carried her inside. Her lips pressed to mine before she trailed down my neck, sucking and biting, each sharp stab of pain fueling my hunger.
As soon as Killian pushed the door open, I threw her onto the bed, red silky sheets just for her. I’d known this moment would come and had prepared for it, putting our favorite toys within reach and tying the rope to the bed frame so we were ready.
Her breathing hitched as I slowly ran my hand over her skin, grabbing her wrist and securing it to the headboard. Torturously slowly, I ran my hand down her body to her ankle, giving it the same treatment and tying it to the post there. Gesturing to Ky, he finished the job, spreading her out for us with enough slack so that we could fuck her easily.
“I think you meant for my clothes to be off first, Keir,” she teased. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as she breathed through her own need, her body telling how affected she was even if her voice was trying to hide it.
