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Peyton slammed me against the wall, and pain erupted up my back. I waited on bated breath for it to shift to the consuming flames of desire. Nothing happened. Seconds ticked by as I felt more disgusted with myself for having someone who wasn’t Theon, Leyton, or Foxyn touching me.
“Get off.” My voice was barely a whisper.
Peyton’s hand tightened around my throat. “Why? You like it like this, right?” He slapped me. Before I could fathom what was happening, his mouth was sealed to mine.
A shadow moved over us before I saw who it was. Foxyn’s blue eyes were filled with murderous intent as he slammed his fist into the back of Peyton’s head. I groaned as Peyton’s teeth cut into my lip. He dropped down, and I stood frozen like a deer in headlights.
“Foxy—”
“Say one word, and I will kill you.”
“Found him?” Theon asked. He rounded the corner and looked down at Peyton on the ground and Foxyn glaring at me like he wanted to skin me alive.
“They were making out.”
“No—” I didn’t get to reply as Theon was on me in seconds, his hand around my throat and my back slapped against the brick wall.
Leyton stopped short and took everything in. I didn’t fight Theon’s hold. I was just happy to have it.
“Put them in the trunk,” Leyton said.
I stared into his eyes as Theon dragged me away. I probably should be worried or at least scared. But, all I could think about was they came for me.
* * *
I was dragged out of the trunk. Peyton was wide awake, cursing up a storm, but against my guys, he was no more than a mouse. Leyton punched him, and Peyton folded over like a house of cards. He and Foxyn dragged a kicking and screaming Peyton over the dusty ground to a single post.
We were in some forgotten warehouse. How in the heck the guys kept finding places like this was beyond me, but I had to applaud them for their efficiency.
I was shoved down and winced as my knees hit the ground. Theon grabbed me, and I couldn’t help but look up at him. He was so sexy. Brown skin, full lips, thick neck. I wanted to lick him all over.
“What the fuck?” Peyton grunted as Leyton’s fist collided with his stomach. He sputtered and coughed like a man deprived of air.
“Shut up,” Foxyn growled, but his gaze was trained on me.
“What—”
“Who the fuck said you could go be with another guy?” Leyton asked me.
He couldn’t be serious, right? “You guys said you didn’t want me.”
“So you go and get yourself a new boyfriend?” Foxyn said. He looked angry. The veins in his neck bulged as he bent Peyton’s arm back further. The scream that ripped from Peyton was nothing short of gruesome.
I paid little attention to it, stuck on the word boyfriend. My chest filled with warmth as everything started adding up. Theon yanked my head back.
“Watch.” He shoved my head forward. “See what happens to anyone who touches what’s ours?”
Theirs.Butterflies fluttered around in my stomach, and I couldn’t contain the smile that stretched my lips. Foxyn’s fist cut through the air and collided with Peyton’s face, abdomen, shoulder. His screams shifted to grunts and little cries as Foxyn laid into him.
Fuck, he’s gorgeous.
Foxyn’s black hair swayed with his rapid movements, a few strands clinging to his face as sweat beaded his brow. His muscles were a work of art as they bunched and relaxed once he moved around. He stopped abruptly. Peyton whimpered as blood dripped heavily from his nose and mouth.
“Make sure he can see,” Leyton said.
Foxyn stretched his neck and shook his hands out. After a few more hits, he dropped his arms to the side, his massive chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths. “Switch.”
Leyton walked away from me, and Foxyn took his spot. I didn’t dare take my eyes off him as he raised his fists. Leyton hadn’t boxed in years, but I couldn’t tell with how good his form was. He laid into Peyton’s side. It sounded as if he was hitting a sandbag and not a person.
