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Bad Blood

“WE WON’T BE long, vixen. We’ll just be across the casino in Lawrence’s private office. Try not to get into any trouble, okay?” Knox kisses the top of my head and winks at me. “But if you do, make sure you kick some ass. Have your weapons?”

I tap the five different spots Monroe had fun securing weapons on me in plain sight. He said it was pointless being subtle. Most donors seem to have at least a knife, though it’s futile when you can’t even move as fast as a vampire. I think it’s like a security blanket, making them feel better. For me? It’s a hit or miss. When it comes down to it, I know I can do it. I just wish I didn’t have to. Fighting doesn’t come naturally to me.

“Fuck yeah, she does. I gave her my lucky knife as well. I know that’s the one thing she’ll never lose, because it belongs to me.” Monroe kisses me next, grinning at me. “And I’ll keep reminding her until she knows how important she is to me. I don’t let anyone touch the hilt except for her now. She’s my lucky charm as much as it is. I can imagine her cutting up a lot of enemies with it.” Meeting my eyes, he winks. “I expect it, little bird. Their ghosts give it extra power.”

I laugh and shake my head. “As long as it works, right?”

“Just be aware of everything. We know that you will be, but we just have to say it.” Sawyer opens the door to the hotel suite. “Cooper will pick you up within the hour for some more practice. We don’t expect you to have to go through another fight until we get back from our trip to La Vega, but we’ve all agreed you’re training every day regardless. If it’s not for the show, it’s just for you.”

“I do wish that I could dance instead. But I get it. You guys want to keep me safe.” I sigh, thinking about all the days I’ve spent training on the aerial ring and doing floor routines with the other dancers. That was far more fun.

“It won’t be like this forever. You’ll get a handle of things. Once you can kick Monroe’s ass, we’ll add in some fun stuff. Maybe we’ll even consider what you had mentioned about a show at the Bella. It would be nice if it’s something you want to do.”

His words surprise me. I remember how upset they were at the thought of me having to perform. But I guess it’s different when they know I actually want to do it. And my own show? I could create something spectacular. I never thought about it. I’ve always just followed the rules and did whatever my caretaker made me do.

A smile crosses my face. “Seriously? You’d let me?”

Sawyer tilts his head. “Let you? Come on, Hayley. You don’t ever need permission to do things you want with us. You’re our girl and not our property.”

I jump at him, wrapping my legs around his waist and kiss him deeply. He chuckles against my mouth. I don’t let him pull away until I’m done and had enough of the taste of his soft lips.

“You guys go without me. I don’t think I’m capable of detaching her.” Sawyer tightens his hands around my waist, hugging me even closer.

“Fuck. If you stay, I stay.” Knox sandwiches me to Sawyer from behind.

“I’d cover for you guys, but would you really want me to? It’ll end with a stabbing,” Monroe teases and sticks his hand between mine and Sawyer’s faces, blocking us from kissing again.

I snatch his finger with my teeth and bite him, not letting go even as he struggles to pull away. Monroe swears and laughs, trying to shake his hand free, and Sawyer finally puts me on my feet.

“You should know there are consequences for interfering with a dhampir’s affection.” Sawyer wags his brows. “Show him, Hayley. Teach him a lesson.”

Play-growling, Monroe tugs his hand again. “You little vicious minx. I’m warning you. Keep it up and—”

I smile wider and add pressure to his finger between my teeth.

“That’s it. You’re in trouble now.” Monroe surprises me by slipping his hand between my legs. “I know how to get you to let go of me.”

I shriek and laugh, releasing him. “Damn it. That wasn’t fair.”

Snatching my shirt, he drags me closer, a bit rougher and more demanding. And fuck, he looks so hot. “All is fair in fighting and fucking when it comes to me. If you can’t handle the pushback, then maybe you should beh—”

I retaliate by grabbing his cock through his pants and stroking it. “I should what?”

Knox hooks his arms around Monroe and yanks him away, shoving him into the hallway. “All right, vixen. You’ve teased us enough that we’re late. Keep it up, and I’ll allow Monroe to tie you up for punishment later.”

I stick my tongue out at them. “Try not to kill Lawrence. I want the chance to do that myself. And come to the gym when you’re done, okay? I want to wrestle with you all.”

“Naked.” Monroe grins with his word, adjusting his pants out in the hallway.

I giggle, my cheeks flushing with heat. “Definitely.”

The three of them punch and play-fight each other until Monroe kicks the door closed, and I listen to the three of them vanish. I don’t know what I got myself into, but I’m pretty sure Monroe was serious about naked wrestling. I don’t mind, though. I have an advantage. It’s nice having the distraction of my boobs smothering them in the way they like.

A knock sounds on the door, and I rush to open it, expecting to see Cooper on the other side. I startle at the sight of Killer standing in the hallway with her hands planted on her hips.

She flashes her fangs at me, the sharp points white against the red of her ruby lipstick. The holographic strands of her wig hair glitter in the soft lighting, and she wears a one-piece costume made of fishnet over a sexy rhinestone bikini.

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