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“Stop this.” There was no heat to her demand. A pitiful and mewling whimper as she dropped her weight more fully against him, grinding her hips in slow circles as his arousal spiced the air.
“Because you’re mine,” he snarled at her ear, hand clapping down upon her nape to keep her tight against him. His other arm came around her back, a welcomed vice as he slid down the couch for a better angle. Thrusting against Devin’s frantic rocking, soaking them both in the hot rush of her slick. “Say it.”
“No,” Devin drew out on a low whine, despite the way she rubbed her whole body against his. Tearing his shirt open wider so she could feel the intense heat of his skin against her.
Just as she began to lose herself in the overwhelming sensations, her world flipped and tumbled. Splayed over the couch on her stomach, her hands scrambled over the smooth cloth for purchase as she fought her way up to locked arms. It was no use. Rey covered her back, driving her down into the soft cushion and slipping the slick length of his hardness between the cheeks of her upturned ass. With a vicious sound, he rutted against her, smearing thick trails of his arousal against her skin.
It seemed to take mere minutes for the knot to grind painfully against her. Bruising soft flesh as Rey made animalistic sounds that dripped down her spine in tormenting bliss. Crushing it between their bodies, he gave one last powerful thrust before rearing up. The hot surge painted her back, coating her down to trembling cheeks. He smeared the still spurting head against her thighs, glazing them in the pearlescent fluid.
He gave his knot one last twist, groaning as the watery remnants spattered the soft curls of her pussy. Climbing from the couch, he viewed his work with a satisfied rumble. Rey leaned down, turning Devin’s head so he could see her shell-shocked expression.
“Wipe that off, and there’ll be hell to pay. You lay right there until I come back.”
Devin jerked her head in a nod, floundering through what had just happened, but he was already gone. Heading into the bedroom where the shower echoed out into the living room moments later. She couldn’t move, no matter how she wanted to swipe away the cooling strands of his release. She felt them, slimy and oozing down her skin, but every muscle seemed frozen, locked tight in something she couldn’t name.
It wasn’t fear. He hadn’t hurt her, and though he’d threatened to, she didn’t quite believe him. Yet she remained paralyzed in a battle of should or shouldn’t. The barest shift sending a shiver racing up her spine as she felt the tacky substance against her folds, adding a far different texture to the slide of flesh. Releasing her held breath in a stuttering sigh, she was still in the same position when he returned. Freshly shaved, dark hair slicked back from his forehead, he looked dangerous in all the right ways.
It was hormonal. His scent penetrated her every cell. Of course she’d find him more attractive. Her eyes had no option but to snag on the ripple of muscle beneath the clean shirt. Though she had no precious tale to tell herself as to why the flat scent of soap would bother her. The raving lunacy running rampant telling her he should smell of her squashed under a grinding heel of horror.
She didn’t want that.
“Up.” Lips twitching in a satisfied grin as Devin obeyed, albeit with robotic movements, he tugged the heavy sweater over her head and guided her arms into the sleeves. A considering glance given to the length of her legs, he relented. Pushing her back into the sofa, the still wet fluid soaking into the fine weave of the shirt, he tugged leggings up to her knees. She had no idea where he’d gotten them.
At least he let her finish the act.
“If you’re good, we’ll stop for those doughnuts you like.”
Devin’s breath left her in a pained rush at his patronizing tone, but she couldn’t dredge up the fight she craved as he led her from the apartment.
* * *
The men who reeked of violence and old sweat crowded around the table Rey and their leader sat at. After a cursory perusal of Devin’s body, for which one had been cuffed hard with Rey’s warning snarl the next to get too close would get his head ripped off, they’d ignored her for the most part.
Shifting her weight in a silent shuffle, she watched the proceedings with little interest. Everyone was still measuring their dicks, seeing who was biggest. She hoped it would be over soon. At this rate, it would be dawn by the time she was able to close her eyes.
“We’ve been hearing rumors that you’ve been taking outside jobs, Benny,” Rey said with a casual flick of his fingers at the multitude of guns filed along the wall, stacked in boxes, and packed in wooden crates. “You agreed to exclusive sales when you joined the operation.”
“Not selling them,” Benny said with a leer, leaning back in his rusted metal chair.
Devin rolled her eyes, counting the seconds before Rey just beat the guy and they could be on their way. Not in the cards as Rey leaned forward, fixing the other man in his dark gaze.
“If you’re going to hire your men out, that’s fine, but these guns can’t be connected to our dealings. Our buyers are paying top dollar for that very anonymity, which is why you get paid so very well for your time and goods. If you’re going around brandishing them everywhere, we’re going to have a problem. Kahler is a businessman first, and he’d like to offer you a new deal in the spirit of compromise. You use different supply for your outside dealings, keeping our goods free of scrutiny, and he’ll raise your percentage to make up the difference.”
Devin almost snorted a laugh at the very idea of paying someone more to screw this Kahler guy over. Until she remembered the dark power the Alpha exuded, how she’d been terrified just by his nearness.
“And in exchange,” Rey continued, tapping a single finger against the wobbling card table. “You’re going to increase our supply by, oh, how about a nice round number? Twenty percent.”
“You want a hundred more crates for fucking—”
“I don’t want anything, Benny. Mr. Kahler does. You should know by now he gets what he wants.” Rey leaned back with a roll of his shoulders, a disarming shrug that did little to ease the tension clawing at the walls. “If you don’t want to make this new deal, I’m sure we can make arrangements with someone else. Of course, then we won’t need you at all, will we? Seeing as you know so much, not much use keeping you around, either. I’m sure Mr. Kahler could make arrangements for that sweet girl of yours. Becca’s her name, right?”
Benny paled, managing an astounding impression of a fish out of water with his mouth opening and closing over dead air. He sputtered twice before he could wrangle words from his tongue, spitting them out into the space between them. “I’ll take the fucking deal.”
“Good choice. He expects the next shipment, along with the extra crates, by Wednesday.”
Devin slammed into Rey’s side as he grabbed her arm in passing, dragging her along as his steady strides carried them back to his waiting car. She glanced back once as she ducked into the low seat of the sedan, eyes widening at the sight of them all crowding the small rectangle of light.
“You wouldn’t… not really, right,” Devin whispered after the engine purred to life and Rey began the long trek down the washed-out gravel drive.
