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He sighs as he rubs his hand on his thighs. “While they’re out there getting their dicks wet, we need to be thinking about how to handle this shit with the Brutes.”
“I’d rather be out there getting my dick wet too,” I grumble, searching out some fresh clothes.
Axel scoffs, shaking his head at me like he’s not surprised to hear me say that, but it still pisses him off. “Get dressed, Gray. Your dick won’t shrivel up and die if it’s kept in your pants for a bit longer. Besides, I’m sure Scarlett will be ready to take you too in an hour or so.”
My defenses rise as I glare at my brother. “Don’t keep aiming all your anger and stress at her, man. She hasn't done shit to you.”
He quirks a brow. The way he glances away from me tells me he knows what I mean.
“Whatever, let’s focus on what’s actually important, shall we…”
“Yeah, like the enemy,” I grumble, reluctant to agree with him.
“I didn’t say she wasn’t the enemy.”
He’s not looking at my face, but that’s because he knows I’m not going to be impressed with him saying that shit again. I take a deep breath instead of responding though. I know he’s going through a lot at the minute, his drug use is out of control and his traumas are creeping out of the woodwork to devour him as the anniversary looms.
“I don’t know who the fuck these Devil’s Brutes think they are, but we arenotgoing to just roll over and play nice with them.”
He nods, anger flashing in his eyes. “They showed up at our compound, firing weapons and acting like they were above us. Then they stole our weapons, attacked our men, and injured Emmett. It can’t be a coincidence that it all started at the same timesheshowed up.”
My brows furrow for a second as I try to process what he’s talking about, before I realize he’s referring to Scarlett. Again.
“Axel, I don’t know what your problem is, but I think all of that has more to do with the fact that she came here after we tore up the Ice Reapers’ compound. That was our doing, man, our actions, not hers.” His jaw tightens with every word I say, but I don’t back down to make him feel better. He needs to see past whatever issue he has with her and focus on the bigger picture. “Besides, it was me that brought her here, not her inflicting herself on us.”
“Why would you lead the enemy straight through our doors, Gray?”
I drop my towel and reach for my boxers. He’s fucking with my head. I don’t want to defend her, but I don’t want this energy to remain in the air because it’s fucking with my good time.
“I didn’t bring the enemy through our doors, Ax, I brought pussy. If you weren’t so obsessed with tying up women so they couldn’t touch you, you might be able to enjoy her too,” I mutter, stepping one leg into my boxers when movement through the open door catches my eyes.
Messy hair, crinkled top, dilated pupils, and cheeks as pink as her pussy.
It’s a well-fucked Scarlett.
Fuck.
“Miss me, sweet cheeks?”
She whirls to a stop to look at me, her eyes traveling from me to Axel, then back to me. Or more importantly, my dick.
“I feel like it could have been me that was missing out,” she purrs, teeth sinking into her bottom lip as her eyes somehow manage to darken even more with heat.
I know what she’s insinuating, the gleam at her lips and the slight tilt of her eyebrows tells me enough, but before I can even summon a half decent response, Axel beats me to it.
“I wish. Gray gives head like a champ, but I’ve got bigger shit to be dealing with right now. We don’t all drown ourselves in pussy to help us keep our heads on straight.”
I don’t miss how she clenches her hands at her sides. “That… is hot as fuck,” she breathes, completely bypassing the jab that also fell from Axel’s mouth. “But you’re an asshole, so don’t say shit like that to me and give me a lady boner because you don’t fucking deserve it.”
It’s my turn to gape at her in surprise as she spins on the spot, slipping into her room and slamming the door shut behind her. It’s Axel’s snicker that pulls me from my hot daydream, and I pull up my boxers, failing to cover my stiff dick in the process.
“What the fuck, Ax? You can’t say shit like that.”
“Like what? I wasn’t lying.” The challenge in his eyes is fierce, a smirk tilting the corner of his mouth as I glare at him.
“I didn’t say you were, but now I have to live up to those words of being a champ, and I don’t need that level of pressure, whether it’s a dick on my tongue or a clit.” I throw my hands out wide, exasperated.
I know it beats him being in a shit mood, but fuck, not at my expense.
