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I break away from Fin the first chance I have. Walking past the weights and stretching mats, I head toward the treadmills. The space between us allows me to think more clearly. His presence is messing with my head. I have an allegiance to my family. Fin hasn’t been part of that circle in years.

I jump onto the treadmill. Running lets me focus, and by the time the treadmill is cooling down by itself, I’m a sweaty mess and not any closer to a resolution to my problems.

“You fighting the world on that thing?”

I look up to see Max handing me one of the gym towels. Since his brother Romeo and my sister Gia have gotten together, I’ve been able to get to know him. He’s a funny guy, if you can look past his morbid way of thinking.

I shiver with the sweat on my skin, and I know Fin is somewhere watching our exchange.

“Want to help me stretch it out?” I ask, and his eyes light up.

“Are you sure your guard dog won’t mind?”

I shrug, and he chuckles, reading my thoughts. “You making him jealous, or picking a fight?”

“Does it matter?” I question as we walk toward the mats.

“I’m a big boy who can handle himself.”

I lie down and raise one leg up. He wraps his hand around my thigh, pressing his weight onto it to push it down closer to my face. I’m flexible as hell. Max has to kneel on the mats, and our faces are only a couple of inches away from each other.

“I see the personality resemblance between you and Gia,” he comments, his fingers sliding down to the hem of my short athletic shorts. “You’re both feisty when making us men fight for what we want.” He chuckles, and we switch legs. “That’s what I want. I need a good woman who isn’t afraid to kick my ass or, you know, press a blade into my heart.” This is what I’m talking about.Morbid.

His fingers tickle along my hem. If he was anyone else not doing me a solid, I’d have him flipped under me with a blade to his balls.

Max’s weight shifts, and my leg springs forward. A growl echoes above me as Fin tosses Max, his body flying across the room. I don’t have time to react before Fin is tossingmeover his shoulder, and he storms into the men’s locker room.

“Out!” he yells, his voice booming around the enclosed room. Even in a place full of hardened killers, they leave, allowing him to lock the door behind them. It clicks with a definitive sound.

Fin drops me to the ground before pushing me against the wall. “What the fuck are you doing, Luna?” he seethes.

His stance is rigid and powerful. This is the man the underworld is afraid of. I should be too. If I had any sense, I would cower. Instead, I hold my chin up, a wave of heat ripping through me. My pussy clenches at his dominant stance.

“Jealousy looks horrible on you.”

His eyes narrow, and I can’t help that this side of him turns me on. The side that refuses to be below anyone.

“I’m going to lay this out straight for you. Next time I see anyone flirt with you, man or woman, I will cut out their eyes. If they touch you, I will cut off their fingers. If they fuck you, I’ll feed them their own dick. Understand me?” Possessiveness laces each of his words, sending a rush of excitement through me. His brooding presence makes it hard to think. I can feel wetness pool between my legs.

He slams his lips on mine. It’s rough and demanding. It’s like he’s claiming every bit of me. My lips part, allowing him access, and my eyes drift closed.

His hard body presses against me, his cock digging into me. Each of our needs spills into our kiss, making it sloppy and frantic. My nipples strain against my sports bra, and I wish it wasn’t so restrictive.

He rips his lips from mine. “Fuck, Luna. You make me feel like I’m going crazy and losing my mind.”

His arm reaches behind him and pulls his shirt off, exposing his perfectly molded muscles that spread throughout his whole torso. I gulp down the saliva pooling in my mouth.

He turns me so my back is flush to his chest. His nose slides up my neck until I can feel his lips at my earlobe. “Tell me you don’t feel this.” His arm rests across my chest as he keeps me in place. “Tell me you don’t want me.” His words once again sound like there is more meaning to them.

Of course I want him to fuck me right now. I might cut off his dick if he stops.

His other hand slips into the front of my shorts. “Are you wet for me?” His fingers go between my folds, and his teeth nip at my ear when his fingers glide in smoothly and effortlessly.

When they enter me, I gasp at the sudden fullness. My body leans back on him, allowing him to take most of my weight, and a moan slips out.

“Why were you trying to make me jealous, Luna?”

“I wasn’t,” I pant.

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