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I worked my hand against her, driving my fingers inside her soft, wet heat. She squirmed against the edge of the tub, her fingers tangling in her hair. Her hips rocked frantically against my hand and then she subsided with a moan, collapsing into the water. My cock was so hard it hurt, but that didn’t matter. She was too hurt and exhausted to fuck right now. And…pleasing her made me happy.

“I’ll be right back with some clothes,” I told her.

Her eyes snapped open. “No, I can’t wear anything of hers…”

I was confused for a second. Then I explained, “Pax packed your own clothes. He was sure we would find you.”

“Oh.” She looked as perplexed as I had just felt. “That’s sweet.”

“Yeah, well, don’t tell him.”

My cell phone chimed impatiently. Over and over. It was Cain’s special signal that I’d programmed in to represent him, and in my head, I thought it sounded like a two-syllable chime. Ass hole.

Where are you? The surgeon is here.

I helped Aurora dress and then, before she could fight me, I swept her into my arms.

“Let’s get you all fixed up,” I said, pressing a kiss to her forehead as I carried her back through the house. “You’re going to need your strength to deal with Cain’s all-new levels of crazy.”

“Oh?” she asked, her brows rising.

“Well, he’s never been in love before,” I said, just before we stepped into the house. She made a shocked sound, but the others were waiting inside and so she didn’t get a chance to retort. I just smiled at her wickedly, and she smiled back slowly.

Cain paced as the surgeon tended her wound. Stellan sat in the corner and groaned, and no one felt sorry for him. I was pretty sure it was only Aurora’s presence that kept Pax from hitting him again.

Then, when Cain had supervised the start of the cleanup crew, and the bodies had been dragged out, we headed back to the hotel. I was probably the only one excited about what would come next. Stellan looked full of dread, even more so than he had about getting stitches without a local anesthetic. Aurora’s chin rose determinedly, as if she were going to make sure Stellan was safe.

Pax and Cain looked psychotic, as usual. But what was unusual was their protectiveness.

She was upending our whole world, and I was living for it. And not just—although partially—because I lived for drama.

The world in general—and the Sphinx in particular—was better with Aurora in it, and she belonged with us.

Chapter16

Cain

Ikept a firm grip on the back of Aurora’s neck as we marched into the lobby of the hotel where we’d booked a few rooms for the night. I wasn’t about to stay in Stellan’s house, trying to sleep on the couch or huddled in a twin-size bed. Not to mention the fact the place felt like it was haunted.

No, thank you.

Remington had already arranged for us to be checked in, so we bypassed the front desk, the hotel employee sending fuck me eyes after us as we headed towards the elevator.

Pathetic sheep yearning after wolves.

Paxton had a firm grip on Stellan’s shirt, a gun hidden in his coat pointed directly at his spinal cord just in case Stellan got a wild hair and decided to try and leave.

Probably unnecessary since I was pretty sure his balls had become surgically attached to wherever Aurora happened to be. But it was still fun to keep him guessing.

Remington was whistling annoyingly, his gaze locked on the back of Aurora, yearning pathetically after her.

He was letting me take the lead though, which was smart.

We got into the elevator, and Aurora growled the second the door was closed.

“I’m not a dog, Cain,” Aurora snapped, trying to pull her neck out of my grip. I just chuckled and squeezed tighter, not admitting to myself how much trouble I was having with the concept of doing something like letting her go.

“I know you’re not a dog, little devil. But I’m not too pleased with the fact that you didn’t kill Stellan—or at least maim him—to get back to me.”

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