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I grip the gun even tighter, my body suddenly cold all over and my adrenaline so high I almost feel sick with it.
Blood wells out from between Maddoc’s fingers, dripping down his hand. His wrist. Running in winding rivulets down his sculpted pecs, adding chaotic new patterns to the ink there.
A lot of blood.
Too much.
I force away the thought and the twinge of worry that comes with it. It doesn’t matter. I need to shoot him again, put him down for good, and go after my sister. I shouldn’t be worrying about how badly I’ve wounded him when that was the entire point.
But my fucked up feelings make me hesitate too long, and when he bursts into motion, I’m not prepared for it.
He bum rushes me, charging toward me like a freight train.
“Fuck,” I gasp, firing wildly and missing completely this time.
A chunk of drywall explodes out of the wall behind Maddoc’s head, and then he’s on me, wrestling for control of the gun. His skin is slick with sweat and blood, and he’s so much bigger than me, so fucking strong, that the slipperiness is the only thing that gives me an advantage.
I yell, squirming and fighting, twisting in his grip and jabbing him with my elbows, knees, whatever I can use. I can feel the stitches at my waist pulling again, stinging hard, like they’re about to tear through my skin, but it doesn’t matter. I slam my forehead into the bloody crater where the bullet entered Maddoc’s shoulder, and he spins me around so my back is plastered against his front, letting loose with a string of vicious curses as he wraps one arm around my ribs and strains to reach the gun in my hand with the other one.
I stretch away with all my strength, holding it out of his reach.
Fumbling it.
Trying to turn it back toward him.
“Not happening, Riley,” he grits out, the grim tone of his voice telling me all I need to know.
“Fuck you,” I hiss.
“You just did,” he growls, torquing my arm back until I grunt with pain as he tries to get to the gun.
Whatever connection I fooled myself into believing existed between us before I discovered that the Reapers have just been using me to get to Chloe is gone. I was shooting to kill, and Maddoc will never forgive me for tonight, and neither will his brothers.
But that’s fine, because I’ll never forgive any of them either.
I strain even harder to keep the gun out of his reach, fighting him with everything in me. Fighting not to let my emotions overwhelm me, and fordamnsure not to cry.
Right the fuck now is the only chance I’ll have to get away, and I know it. I can already hear pounding footsteps heading our way.
Dante and Logan must have heard the gunshots, and once they get here, it will be three pissed off Reapers against one.
I won’t stand a chance.
“Give it up,” Maddoc grunts, twisting away just as I try to slam my head back into his shoulder again. He tightens his arm around me so hard I can barely breathe.
My neck strains as I turn my head to glare up at him.
Those unique, deceptively beautiful eyes of his burn into mine, igniting a wave of fresh adrenaline that mixes with the post-orgasmic afterglow my body is still buzzing with. I’m all too aware of the intimate feel of his cock, thick and soft now and still wet from my pussy, where it presses into my ass. The evidence of what we just did is smeared across my skin, but the electric tension thrumming through my blood isn’t arousal.
It’s pure fury.
“Never,” I wheeze defiantly, my ribs aching when his arms tighten around me to the point of pain. “I’llnevergive up.”
“I know,” he says, his jaw tight as he stares down at me.
Then he sighs, almost silently, his arms loosening for nothing more than a split second.
It’s all I need.
