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Two strong hands grab my waist and lift me away from Monroe. “Don’t even start, vixen. Monroe wouldn’t hesitate to take you to the bathroom, and I really fucking want to talk. I hate to say it, but this conversation takes precedence. I want to know more about dhampirs too badly. It’s driving me crazy not having all the information here.” He taps his head. “I need to know every little thing about you.” Knox adjusts me in his arms until he cradles me like a blushing bride. He spins far too quickly for Monroe to try to grab away and uses his sturdy, muscular frame as a shield, pinning me to the wall.
“Sawyer can tell you all of that business, since apparently he knows. You guys can have that little gossip session you want. I just want to hear Hayley scream my name and feel her wet pussy tighten around my cock with her orgasm. I’ll let her bite the hell out of me too. I need her mark.” Monroe snaps his teeth, his presence looming ultra-close to Knox’s back. At least he’s honest about his desires.
I stretch up and look at him, watching him glide his tongue across his lip before he sucks it into his mouth. And damn. I want that too. I didn’t know how much I did until this very second. I love how much he wants me and my body and doesn’t care about anything else except for what makes me happy.
“You like that,” Monroe says, stretching out his fingers to caress my cheek. “Be my badass girl and sucker punch Knox, so I can steal you from him. We will have so much fun. Just think about it.” Monroe teases me by sinking his fangs into his arm. He waves it a foot away, trying to entice me.
My breathing quickens, and I can’t take my eyes from the blood trailing over his skin.
Sawyer tips his head back and laughs. “Shit, Knox watch out. She’s considering his offer. Look at her eyes. That’s her dhampir nature peeking through. She has similar qualities to vampires, but instead of feeding on humans, she needs vampire blood along with food. She’ll get sick otherwise.”
His words steal the warmth from my body, and now all I want to do is talk as well. Because Sawyer has answers. He’ll tell me things that Lawrence won’t.
“Goddamn it, Sawyer. You fucking cock-block. You just killed her lady boner.” Monroe chucks his knife at Sawyer, but Sawyer moves too fast and the sharp point thunks into the wall behind him.
“Chill out, you bastard. It’s important that we know everything we can about Hayley.” Knox rubs the back of his neck and sets me on my feet. “One of the few advantages our enemies have over us is information. If we can sort this out, we can use it against them. Both Aris and Lawrence know something about dhampirs that makes them risk shit to fight over her. I’m assuming power. Aris abused her to keep her weak and controllable. Lawrence wants to test her.”
“Lawrence called me his eternal blood source.” I shiver at the words.
I turn to Monroe and hold my hands out until he steps closer. Grabbing him by his belt, I pull him to me and caress my fingers over the bulge in his pants. “If you let us all talk and process everything, I will suck your cock and swallow after.”
Monroe raises an eyebrow. “Fuck. You’re such a bad girl. You have no idea about all the things I want to do to you because of it.”
A wink at him. “Maybe I’ll let you do those too.”
Monroe play-growls and tries to scoop me up, but Knox intervenes and tosses me towards Sawyer. I screech a laugh as I fly through the air and land in his arms. Sawyer sets me on the bed and rolls on top of me, kissing me as he wraps the blankets over us, blocking Monroe.
“Dammit. Fine. Just keep laughing like that, little bird. I love the hell out of hearing it. Like a little psychotic hyena.” Monroe flops onto the bed beside me and Sawyer and drapes his arm over the two of us, not even caring. He sandwiches me between them.
I tilt my head. What the hell is that? Sounds cute.
“Now to get you to act like one.” Monroe gives me a shake. “I’m here for it. We can fuck shit up together.”
“La Vega better watch out, if that’s what you plan for Hayley.” Knox joins us and sits cross-legged at the edge of the bed. It’s far too small for the four of us, but no one complains. It’s just so nice to be together.
If only a knock didn’t sound on the door.
If there’s one thing that can set off my guys, it’s a damn unwanted interruption.
“This better be fucking room service because I can tell it’s not Lawrence. It’s not a donor either.” Monroe abandons the bed first and thrusts the door open, aiming his knife at Cooper’s groin.
Cooper flies back and hits the hallway wall behind him, clutching himself protectively. “Don’t hurt me. I have orders.”
I rush off the bed and attempt to go to Monroe, but Knox intercepts me, scooping me up protectively.
“What kind of fucking orders? We were told to get some rest here for a few hours.” Monroe aims his knife again.
“Monroe, it’s okay. Cooper isn’t our enemy. Let him in.” I hope my voice is as steady as I feel. Because I’m not afraid to speak up to Monroe. I don’t want him hurting someone who could be a possible ally. I know that Cooper can help us in the long run. He knows the Fright Fights. He knows the competitors. And lastly, he knows about me.
Monroe peeks at me over his shoulder. Narrowing his eyes, he attempts to see if I’ll back down, but I wiggle in Knox’s arms until he sets me on my feet.
Begrudgingly, Monroe steps aside, points his blade at Cooper and then into the room. “You heard Hayley. Get your ass inside now. Don’t touch anything. Maybe stand across the room. I don’t know you, and I still want to cut you up for earlier.”
Cooper flares his nostrils and steps into the room. He straightens his back more, giving himself another inch of height. It doesn’t do much considering that all three of them are taller than him, but whatever makes him not as intimidated.
“Monroe, you don’t have to be such a dick. If Hayley thinks this guy is chill, then we need to trust her judgment.” Knox laces his fingers through mine, offering me a smile. I can’t tell if he fully believes his words, but at least he’s trying.
“He’s the dude that is supposed to be telling us more about whatever the fuck is going on anyway.” Sawyer scoots to the edge of the bed and points at a small desk with a rolling chair. “Sit. Tell us a little bit about yourself. Don’t expect us to be commanded by you. We’re here for no other reason except for Hayley. Don’t try anything stupid, and we can all get along.”
