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“Is the rest of your coven ready, Cicero?” Sawyer keeps me close, refusing to let me out of his arms, especially now. I have a feeling that no one’s going to let me walk until we know we are safe within the Bella.
“Yes.” Cicero growls with the words. Just like a donor, his thoughts are still his, though everything else refuses to do as he wants. The thought is completely satisfying, considering how awful I know it is to not have control of my mouth and body.
“Good, man. As long as everyone continues to do as Hayley commands, we’ll ensure you fuckers are safe. But our girl is getting her way now.” Knox stretches up and kisses me, playing with my hair. Bowing his head just a bit, he presses his mouth to my belly next. “Once everything is taken care of, we will discuss how we will be redividing everything. Some covens will get to stay together. The ones that are like family. Not the fuckers who are only together for power.”
I can’t believe it’s happening so quickly. We’ve been planning this for so long it seems, and I had no idea how receptive my guys would be. Of course, I also had no idea that they wanted to step back. Me? I just want to fuck the leadership up, make sure humanity is safe, and return to the Bella. I’m sure the rest of the Gemstones have been worried about us.
“Okay.” Cicero turns his attention away from the ground and looks at me.
Shit.
Without a word, I throw myself from Sawyer’s arms and rush the vampire, my world around me blurring with my quick movements. I lock my fingers to the front of his shirt and capture his gaze. He is obviously old and strong enough to fight against my mind manipulation, but it doesn’t mean that I won’t overpower him.
“You will obey everything I say. Do not look at me unless I command it. Only speak when you’re spoken to. Now tell your coven that it’s time. I want the leaders gathered by any means necessary.” I snap my gaze away, releasing him from my control. My stomach flutters as the baby flips inside me, acting as if my insides are a stage, and I heave a breath. I’ll never get used to this feeling, though I don’t think I truly have to. Not with how quick things are progressing.
A cool hand touches between my shoulder blades, rubbing my back. “Are you okay, Hayley?” Knox asks, standing next to me protectively. “Do you need to sit down? Drink more blood? Are you in pain?”
His voice laces with concern as he tries to assess what I’m experiencing. I know if I say anything that could freak him out, he will call all of this off. I know him. He worries more than anyone. Right now, I am a porcelain doll being played with by a toddler. He thinks any sudden movements could end up with me shattered across the floor.
I intake a soft breath, rubbing my belly with my palms. “It’s nothing. Just the baby practicing for its first performance.”
Knox gets in front of me and bows low enough to look into my eyes. “Maybe we should check—”
I press my fingers to his mouth, cutting off his words. “I would tell you if something felt different. You already told me what to look out for with going into labor and all that scary ass shit. I promise I’m okay. I just need to keep moving. I want to get this over with.”
“Then get your ass in, little bird. You can sit on my lap. I’ll let you drive.” Monroe stands by the driver’s side door, wiggling his fingers at me.
I devour his excitement and energy, rushing to him to get into his arms. He slides into the driver’s seat with me on his lap, moving back the seat enough to accommodate the both of us. I can feel his arousal awaken beneath my ass, and I tease him by wiggling and shifting, bouncing just enough to get him to tighten his hold on me and hug me from behind.
I clasp my fingers around the steering wheel even though I have no idea what the fuck to do. This is an old back-world vehicle that has been equipped with tinted windows and probably bulletproof glass. But everything else? It’s not a self-driving car.
Monroe starts the engine by turning a lever and pumping one of the pedals. The car roars to life, the vibration startling me. It’s so much louder than any of the other cars that I’ve seen on the strip. I can nearly feel the engine deep in my bones. The sensation excites me, especially because of Monroe’s reaction, his voice purring against my shoulder.
“It’s been so fucking long since I’ve driven a stick.” Monroe revs the engine again.
“I don’t know what the hell that means, but I wish you could really get to enjoy this. I know we’re not going to be in the car for long.” I tap my fingers on the steering wheel, pressing my ass harder to him. “I can think of a million things to do right now to take advantage of our time.”
“Damn, vixen. You make me want to fight Monroe for driver’s seat.” Knox sits forward between the seats, looking at me from the back.
I reach over my shoulder and touch my fingers to his cheek. “Careful. Once you get me started...I know we have things to do.”
Monroe bounces me a bit, groaning as he playfully acts as if he plans to rip through my pants to fuck me right here now. “Like each other. Maybe we need to get it out of our system. What do you say, guys?”
“How about you stop acting as if me and Govan aren’t here with this bastard in the very back? I know you are an exhibitionist, but I don’t really want to see your ass.” Mya flicks Monroe on the back of the head. She sits on Govan’s lap behind the driver side, and I see her in the mirror.
I swivel in the seat to meet her gaze. “It’s because they’re used to needing to distract me. Orgasms work. You know that.”
Mya tips her head back with a laugh. “This is going to be one fucking bonding experience after another for the rest of eternity, isn’t it? I mean, I guess I can get used to keeping my head down and focusing on something else besides your loud ass mouth.”
Govan kisses her throat. “Or I can just make you forget. I don’t have shame. I’ll fuck you right here to prove a point to these bastards.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head. “Maybe some other time. I have to mentally prepare for something like that. Right now, all I want to do is hurry up and get this shit over with.”
Sawyer touches my knee, drawing my attention to him for the first time since entering the car. “Are you a hundred percent sure you’re ready? I know you tease and fuck around when you just want a couple more minutes without saying it, Hayley.”
He’s right, but I know if I wait any longer, I might back down. I might change my mind. I might say fuck it and just give in to losing the Bella and La Vega and going into hiding, putting off dealing with this crap until who knows how long. I don’t think Alexander or the leadership will back down so easily if they think we’re too afraid to fight. Now is the time. They are already weaker. There’s enough word on the streets for others to want to challenge them.
“I’m good. Are you guys good?” I say, straightening my back and gripping the steering wheel even tighter.
