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“Thought you hated me,” I tease.
“I do,” he snarls, his hand wrapping around my throat as he gets in my face, unbothered about Kenzo. “But you don’t get to leave.”
“I hate you,” I snap, and he smirks.
“I hate you too, baby.”
Kenzo pulls me away. “Upstairs, now,” he demands, and rushes us into the elevator. Garrett stabs his finger on the button, his dark eyes on me, and I know whatever they’re planning will hurt. In the best fucking way.
He watches me the entire ride up, and when the doors open, a wild-looking Diesel is there. He stops when he sees me, his eyes narrowing. “Little Bird, Little Bird, trying to escape?”
“Nah, just wanted to be punished.” I grin.
He smirks, his eyes running across me hungrily. “That can be arranged.”
Kenzo refuses to let me go as we leave the elevator, but Diesel manages to get close. “You thought I would let you leave? I told you, you’re mine, they would have to kill me to stop me from coming after you.”
I melt at that. Once, it would have scared me. The first time I saw him, I thought him mad, he still is—fucking batshit. But he’s my batshit. And when he whispers threatening, dirty things like that, I can’t help but wiggle, wanting more.
Guess I’m crazy too.
I have to be to love four Vipers.
The door is still open, and Kenzo storms through it, dropping me to my feet in the living room and standing in front of me, arms crossed and angry. “Strip. Now.”
“What, no dice this time?” I taunt, even as my pussy clenches at the order. Where’s Ryder?
Diesel prowls around me, and Garrett watches me from the sofa, legs spread and eyes hungry. But they are still angry, angry that I almost left. I am too. The best way to solve that? Fuck it out.
“Better strip, Little Bird,” Diesel growls.
So, rolling my eyes, I rip off my crop top, and kick off my boots and shorts until I stand bare before them. I feel confident in my skin, so I don’t bother hiding. I run my hand down the valley of my breasts, feeling powerful when three sets of eyes watch the movement and masculine groans fill the room.
Yes, the Vipers might bite.
But I do too.
And they are mine.
“What’s—” Ryder snarls, and I look up to see him frozen at the top of the floating stairs. “Roxxane?”
I wink up at him. “Coming to play?” I’m nervous, but I try not to show it. I’m betting he knows I left, but I’m back. Does he still want me?
He watches me, noting every fucking inch of skin, every movement, every flicker of my eyes, like always. Analysing it, using it like a weapon. “It depends, love, plan on leaving again?” he snaps cruelly.
“It depends,love, plan on giving me some orgasms?” I mock.
His eyes narrow, and his fists clench as he strolls down the stairs, not stopping until he stands before me, the others closing in behind him. Me versus four angry, horny Vipers. Seems like fair odds, in fact, they could probably do with more men.
He grips my chin hard, his eyes cruel and mean. Icy. “Don’t mock me, love. Just because you think you can handle us doesn’t mean you can. So fucking prove it.”
He’s testing me, pushing to see if he can keep me away, always trying to protect their hearts. Well, fuck that. “Fine,” I retort, even in the face of his dark malice. In his demons.
I won’t say he will never hurt me. He might. He might even kill me one day, but his love is fucking worth it. They are fucking worth it. I can’t say it’s too much of a hardship to prove it. So I drop to my knees like a good little girl and flick open his trousers, shoving my hand inside. “Are you all going to stand there and watch, or get in on the action?”
They hesitate for a moment, locking my eyes on Ryder, I lick his hard cock, reminding him how good we were together. He thinks I can’t handle them? I’ll fuck them all and prove him wrong. They are my family, my Vipers, and you don’t love a Viper without loving the pain.
He grips the nape of my neck and yanks me away, throwing me backwards. I tumble onto my back, panting, a smirk curving my lips when I see he isn’t as unmoved as he would like to pretend. His eyes narrow dangerously. “Diesel, remind Roxxane whom she belongs to.”
