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His body is draped over mine as I lean back on the counter, his cock still buried inside me, barely softened at all. For a single, blissful moment, it’s all gone. All the anger, the hurt, the pain. Nothing else exists but the two of us and the connection that shimmers between us like a spiderweb.
Then the fierce pleasure that rocked through my body turns into something toxic and poisonous.
Maddoc nuzzles my neck, and my skin crawls.
I have to get out of here. I can’t fucking be here anymore.
Chloe is long gone by now, I’m sure of it. She’s free. But I never gave any thought to how I might get out after she escaped. All I cared about in the moment was covering for her so that she could get out of the house without being seen.
As Maddoc lifts his head and smooths my hair back, his eyes warm and his face flushed, my gaze drops to the gun he left on the counter.
Moving in a flash, I wrap my fingers around the cool steel, gripping it tightly. Before I can stop to consider what I’m doing or second guess myself, I lift it to Maddoc’s temple.
He stiffens, the warmth in his expression turning to shock. He pulls back, just far enough to look into my eyes… and rolls his hips just enough to remind me that his cock is still buried inside me.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, butterfly?” he asks, his voice eerily calm as he narrows his eyes.
I grit my teeth and press the gun harder against his skin, grinding it into his temple.
“What I have to,” I bite out. “What youmademe do. You forced my hand when you betrayed me.”
My finger curls around the trigger, my pulse racing. Maddoc’s nostrils flare as he senses the movement, and tension crackles in the air as he holds my gaze, his gray eyes churning like storm clouds.
Then he moves.
It’s so sudden and smooth that it catches me by surprise, one muscled arm shooting up and knocking into my forearm with bruising force.
The gun flies out of my gasp, and he jerks away from me, his cock slipping free as he dives for it.
Fuck. No!
I push off the counter and land on him with a grunt, grappling for control as we both reach for it, my hands sliding on his naked, sweat-slick skin.The gun goes skittering across the floor, and I cling to his back as he lunges for it, then scratch and claw at his face, digging my fingers into his hair and yanking his head back to keep him from reaching it.
He’s a better fighter than me, stronger and more well-trained, but I’m running on pure adrenaline and a primal, bone-deep will to survive. I lash out with everything I have, managing to land a lucky blow against the back of his head with my elbow.
He grunts, going down to the floor, and I scramble forward and grab the gun. The second it’s in my hands, I roll onto my back, holding it with both hands this time as I aim it at him.
Maddoc freezes, already up on one knee with an arm extended toward me.
“Don’t. Fucking. Move,” I bite out.
Slowly, he lowers his arm to his side, shaking his head. “Whatever you’re thinking about doing, butterfly, I promise you, it would be a mistake.”
“Don’t call me that. And my only mistake was trusting you,” I say. I’m panting as hard as I was while he fucked me, but now it’s from adrenaline and fury. “This whole goddamn time, you three assholes have been after Chloe for your own gain. Iheardyou and Dante in your office. You lied to me. You want to use her for something that will benefit you. Rescuing her was never about helping me.”
My voice cracks on the last part, and something shifts in his eyes, his expression hardening.
A part of me is still waiting for him to tell me I’m wrong. That there’s some other explanation. That I can trust them after all.
That I mean something to him.
But of course, he doesn’t.
I don’t dare blink as I steady the gun with both hands and keep it pointed at his face, slowly sitting up, then getting to my feet.
“What do you want with my sister?” I demand.
“That doesn’t concern you,” he murmurs, his face completely shuttered now. “And I never lied.”
