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Priest

I standin the upstairs hallway, one palm pressed to the wall beside me.

A few moments ago, I happened to be walking down the hall when I heard the cry from River’s room. I’ve been with her enough times that I know it was the sound of her crying out in pleasure, crying out as she came apart. It made my heart beat faster, heat rushing through my veins.

I remember seeing her come up from the basement all those weeks ago, freshly fucked with a trail of blood running down her back and her shirt wadded up over her chest. I remember how affected I was even then, going to the shower and trying to jerk off before my cock went soft again.

My cock is half hard now, just from hearing her. Knox is with her, judging by the low sounds that I recognize as his voice, and part of me wants to go into her room and join them, to satisfy the ache in my balls and the craving in my soul.

I’ve come when touching her or being touched by her several times now, but I still haven’t fucked her yet. I want to. So fucking badly.

But something is holding me back. I’m afraid I’ll lose my erection or it will soften, and River will think it’s her.

It’s not her. It could never be her.

It’sme.

I’m fucked up, and no matter how much I care about her and want her, that hasn’t just vanished in a flash. Life doesn’t work that way.

I reach down and palm my dick through my pants, rubbing myself for a few short strokes. There’s a burst of pleasure in my veins, and I breathe through it, letting it wash over me for just a second.

Then I stride down the hall, refocusing on work. Focusing on what I can do for River.

I head downstairs and find Ash in the kitchen.

“How did it go this afternoon?” I ask him, going to the fridge to get a bottle of water.

Ash heaves a sigh, one elbow propped on the table, and his free hand flipping a card over and over. “It was going fine until we ran into Julian at the fucking gas station.”

My eyebrows raise at that and the anger in Ash’s voice. He’s usually the more mellow of the four of us, taking most things in stride with a flippant joke, but it’s clear he’s pissed as fuck about whatever happened with Julian.

“Knox is with River. She said she wanted to be alone, but…” He trails off with a shrug, and I nod.

“I know.”

I’m aware of both the fact that Knox is with River and that sometimes being alone with the kind of pain she’s feeling right now is the last thing a person actually needs.

“What did you guys find out while you were out?” I ask him.

Ash scowls at the table. “Not as much as we hoped to. Seeing Julian just kind of... fucked everything up. He was being a bastard, talking about how he’s not going to have a funeral for Hannah since no one would mourn her, and River went to a rough place. We had to stop her from hauling off and smacking him right there in the gas station.”

I nod, understanding that completely. I had my revenge on the people who killed Jade, but if I’d come across any of them just out and about, I don’t know if I’d have been able to stop myself from hurting them.

“I could go out with you,” I offer. “Since Knox is busy and Gage isn’t here. To get the info we need.”

We’ve been trying to find out when Julian’s next big shipment of drugs will be coming in, so we can disrupt the shipment somehow.

“Sure,” Ash replies, nodding. “Let’s do it.”

The two of us head out and meet with a guy who used to be a drug runner. Like everyone in that particular industry, he still keeps his ears to the ground about what’s going on. It’s hard to actually get out, even if you don’t do the work anymore.

There’s usually a price for that kind of information, since money always talks. Luckily, we can easily pay it.

He looks at us suspiciously for a bit, until the money comes out, then he seems like he’s eager to talk.

“It’s yours if you tell us what you know,” I say.

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