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She opens and closes her mouth. “I don’t m—”
I shut her up with a kiss, knowing if she completes her comment, I’m a dead man. I’m sure someone will come banging on the door eventually, and I’ll try to fuck up anyone who tries to take this intoxicating woman from me. Staying here is far too dangerous. I need air.
With vampire speed, I race from my room, letting the door slam behind us. Hayley tightens her legs around me, locking her ankles across my lower back. I probably shouldn’t do this, but I ease her down a few inches just to fucking feel her body bounce against my cock pinned in place by my pants. All she’d have to do is lift my shirt and she’d see my damn tip flexing and peeking out, but I’d rather it be up than tucked between my damn legs.
She laughs and releases a breathy squeal as I jump from the banister of the second story instead of taking the broken escalator. I land with a thud, bouncing her back up so she hides her face against the crook of my neck. Her body trembles with her nerves, and she hugs me tighter at the sound of a dozen voices shouting as Walcott fucks around with Sullivan, Govan, and Tatum.
Tatum punches Walcott in the dick, laughing and throwing her hair over her shoulder. She’s the only female vampire on our crew and a vicious, snarky as fuck babe of a woman. I’ve known Tatum since after The Divisions when she was turned by a Strip dweller who thought doing so would make her his bitch for eternity. Tatum doesn’t fucking play around with that kind of bullshit and took the fucker’s heart the next day. It was a week later that she stormed into the Bella and demanded she have a place on our crew. She’s been here ever since and handles all the donor affairs. The dude donors around here love her and worship her like a goddamn deity.
Hayley’s heartbeat raps against my chest, and I adjust her in my arms and look around the empty casino. Half the machines are shattered and no longer working. The ones that do have been unplugged for a least a decade. If I have to listen to the damn slots ringing in here ever again, I’ll toss them all onto the Strip. Because this is our fucking home and territory, and guests aren’t welcome here.
Tatum whips her attention from Walcott and to me first, raising her eyebrow as she assesses me. I flash my fangs at her in warning, making sure she doesn’t rush to us. Subtle and sweet isn’t in her mental dictionary, and she can be even rougher than all of the rest of us assholes combined. There’s a reason she’s in charge of the Bella and keeping things in check. She’d probably bring a war to our door otherwise. She’d have already tried to murder Aris and Pala, and as much as I want that, we need them alive for now.
“I swear to fucking hell, Tate. You need to chill out and calm down. Hayley startles easily and has been through so much bullshit,” I warn, keeping my voice so low that Hayley won’t hear. I glare at the others. “That goes for all you dickheads too.”
Tatum clears her throat, offering me a sweet smile as she looks at me. “Hey, Monny. Who do you have there?” She sounds fake as fuck, but at least she lowers her voice. “Is that the chick from Aris? Can I meet her?”
Hayley releases a small breath by my ear and straightens her back, steeling herself probably like she does every time she’s forced into meeting a new vampire. I study her face, giving her a wink in encouragement, and she swivels in my arms instead of wiggling for me to put her down. And damn it if I don’t mind one fucking bit. I’ll carry her like this forever if she lets me. I can manage to do whatever the fuck needs to be done, especially with how strong her perfectly muscular thighs grip me.
“Hi, I’m Ru—Hayley,” she says, her voice hitching as she decides to tell Tatum her real name. “Thanks for allowing me to stay here for the night.”
It took me at least an hour of chanting it to myself when Knox told me she shared it with him and Sawyer. I wish I had been there to hear it for myself. I almost didn’t let her know I knew it but thought knowing that Sawyer and Knox tell me everything would be better than thinking we hide shit.
Tatum’s sweet expression breaks. The look she gives Hayley, like she’s just said the stupidest fucking thing in the universe, gets under my skin. I growl in warning, reminding her that Hayley is my girl and she better not call her out.
Tatum’s lips thin. “You’re welcome, babe. You can show up and grab a room anytime. No one will fuck with you here. I won’t let them. Wanna see my cock collection to prove it?”
Jesus-fucking-Christ. “Tate. Fuck. No one ever wants to see that shit.”
Tipping her head back, she laughs. “You’re not a woman, so you wouldn’t understand, Monny.”
Hayley laughs, her face lighting up. “Actually, you have me curious.”
Tatum and her cocky-fucking-smile. She sticks out her tongue at me, clearly going to hold this over my head for the rest of eternity. “Told you, fucker.”
I open my mouth to comment, but a scream rips through the lobby, and I tense. Hayley clings to me in fear, and I spin around to see Sawyer and Knox tossing some bastard onto the floor. The guy tries to run, but Walcott intercepts and swings a crowbar, knocking the douche off his feet.
“About fucking time! I’ve been waiting all day for you fuckers to bring in someone for punishment,” Govan yells, grinning with his excitement. “Who the fuck do we have here? What has this bastard done?”
Sawyer’s gaze lands on mine instead of responding. I guess he hadn’t expected me to leave my room with Hayley and bring her downstairs. Combing his fingers through his hair, Knox groans and shakes his head at me. It’s too late for me to carry Hayley away since she gets her fear under control and peeks at the two of them.
Knox gets his shit together first and materializes in front of me, forcing his mouth to smile, ensuring he never allows himself to glower at Hayley by accident. “My vixen, what a fucking beautiful, unexpected surprise. Monroe better be taking good fucking care of our girl.”
Walcott punches him in the arm, making Knox growl. “Focus, damn it. What’s this asshole here for?”
Sawyer stomps forward and towers over Walcott, getting him to back off. “Shut the fuck up. We’ll tell you when we’re good and ready. Now go grab the restraints. We have some interrogating to do before you all can have your damn fun.”
Walcott obeys him and vanishes. The others go to the asshole and surround him, yanking him to his feet.
I adjust Hayley and meet her gaze. “Let me show you around a bit more, yeah?”
She slowly nods.
Tatum groans in annoyance, drawing our attention. “Fuck that, Monny. Come on. Don’t take her away. Let us show her what it’s like to be one of the Bella Crew.” Waving her fingers at Hayley, she gets her to look in her direction. “Wouldn’t you like that, babe?”
Hayley shifts her gaze from me and to the fucker on his knees. “I think I would.”
“Fuck yeah!” Tatum shouts. She kicks the guy in the ass, sending him sprawling. “It’s your unlucky fucking day, isn’t it, you scrawny, shitty bastard? I’m so ready to show that sweet little babe of my leaders a good show.”
