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“You fucked my sister … and now you’re fucking around with me too,” she says through gritted teeth.
I hate the way she speaks about us.
Like all we care about is some ass.
My nostrils flare. “Say it again like that.” My hand turns into a fist. “I fucking dare you.”
“I’m not here to be her replacement,” she says, swallowing. “I won’t let anyone fuck around with me.”
“You are not a replacement,” I seethe, angered she’d say that out loud. “You … you are so, so much more to us … to me …” I take in a breath, having a hard time with myself because I’ve avoided even thinking about this.
In fact, I almost convinced myself it wasn’t true.
“Even more than Eve.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t believe you.” Her face contorts. “You danced with that girl.”
“I danced with that girl to take my mind off you,” I interject. “To prove to myself I was still the same coldhearted asshole I ever was.”
Her eyes widen in shock.
“Wow … Felix Rivera has actual feelings?” Dylan jests. “Never thought I’d see that day.”
“Shut up,” I snarl.
When she turns around, I growl, “You run now, and I will make you remember who you belong to.”
“Fuck you,” she says, and she sticks up her finger.
That’ll fucking do it.
She runs off through the trees, and it takes just one glance over my shoulder to know we’re all going for the chase.
As I run after her with Dylan and Alistair on my heel, my feet burst with energy. We pass through the trees and jump over graves, getting closer and closer. Adrenaline shoots through my veins, and by the time I catch up with her, I’m a fucking torrent of desire.
“Mine,” I growl as I grasp her foot and stop her in her tracks.
She tumbles to the ground, and I pin her down, crawling on top of her.
“Let me go,” she snarls as she writhes underneath me.
“No,” I reply, grasping both wrists and pinning them above her head.
Rain pitter-patters down onto her face, mixing with her tears and running mascara, making a hauntingly beautiful sight.
Both Dylan and Alistair hover over me. Her face contorts the moment she realizes she has nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. There’s no escaping us.
“Why?” Her desperate voice is like a plea for mercy. And even though I love the sound, it’s almost as if she’s begging me to want to use her in this context.
But that’s no longer an option.
“Why can’t you let me go?” she mutters, her pouty, red-stained lips so attractive I almost want to lean in and kiss them just to take away the pain. “Why do you even care?”
I lick my lips. “Because you’re ours, and it’s time you understood what that means.”
She grimaces. “I can’t believe I fell for the same trap my sister did.”
A trap?
“She didn’t fall into any trap,” Alistair says. “She found us.”
She frowns. “So what … you did all that kinky shit to her too?”
I nod slowly so she understands what kind of relationship we had.
“Everything and more,” Dylan says, licking the raindrops off his lips. “And you know what? She liked it.”
She shakes her head. “No, that can’t be true.”
I tilt my head. “Maybe you didn’t know your sister as well as you thought.”
“She was more than just a sex doll,” Penelope quips.
I slam my fist into the mud, splattering it all over as I growl at her, “Do not call her that.” Her eyes widen at my sudden rage. “Just because we used her as a slut does not mean she’s nothing more than that. Not to us.”
She shivers, but I don’t know if it’s from the cold or from what we’ve just told her.
“But you call me the same thing,” she mutters.
“Exactly,” I say.
The air is thick with tension as she holds her breath, despite wanting to say so many things all at once.
I know she hates me.
She’ll continue to hate me into eternity, and I knew that going into this.
But then why does my fucking heart feel like it’s being stabbed by a million of those fucking knives of hers?
I lower my head so she can’t see my eyes.
Because, dammit, they would betray me.
I grasp her face and kiss her once, peering into her eyes to search for a reaction. But they’re riddled with questions even I don’t have the answers to.
I told myself I wouldn’t do this again.
That Eve would be the last, and I’d rather die fucking around with random girls than fall for even one of them. If you continue to lie and tell yourself none of it matters, you’ll start to believe it.
But even that was a lie.
A slow, decrepit smile spreads across my cheeks.
I give up.
“You want to know why I won’t let you go?” I whisper into her ear.
She nods.
“Because I need you.”
