Page 19 of Ruthless Riot


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Feelings and emotions swarm in my head, fighting to explode past the walls I’ve built around myself, and it’s all because of her. I don’t know how much longer I can deny myself. She’s shown me time and time again that she cares, that what you see is what you get when it comes to her, and I’m obsessed with every inch.

I just don’t know how to show any of that without my past rearing its ugly head and ruining everything I touch.

“Where the hell did you come from?” I breathe, looking at her like she hung the fucking moon for me. She blinks, rubbing her lips together in confusion. I’ve caught her off guard. That’s a rare occasion.

“What?” she finally asks, and I stand, cutting the distance between us in a single beat.

I don’t stop until we’re toe-to-toe, my chest rattling with shallow breaths as my dick stirs to life. Tentatively, I tuck a loose tendril of hair behind her ear, looking deep into her wide eyes as she waits for a response. I know this woman doesn’t have much patience most of the time, but when it comes to me, she has all of the time in the world.

“You make my heart race, my breath catch, and my dick come to life.”

She grins at me, tilting her head to the side. “Those sound like good things, Axel. So, why do you sound mad?”

“Because I don’t know how to give you more than this.” The room spins into darkness; the only thing I can see is her, the only smell I inhale is her, the only thing I can touch is her.

“I’m not asking for more,” she whispers.

“But you want it.” I can see the signs, the twitch to her fingers when she wants to reach for me, the way she moves an extra inch closer every time we’re in close proximity. All of it.

“I’m not going to stand here and lie. Of course I do. I want all of you, but I’m crazy enough to take whatever you offer. You’re a part of me just as much as Ryker, Gray, and Emmett. I don’t think this is a dynamic any of us ever saw coming, especially you and me, but I want it. Whateveritis.”

Who knew perfection was spelled: S.C.A.R.L.E.T.T.

It sure as fuck wasn’t me, but now, it all makes flawless sense.

Brushing my thumb over her cheek, I inch a little closer. It’s a mixture of fear and need, and it stops me from cutting the remaining distance and taking her mouth with mine.

“I love and hate that you don’t touch me back, Reaper.” Her pupils dilate. “I’ve never felt like this. Ever. I don’t know what is and isn’t a trigger, and I’m scared as hell that one wrong move might fuck it all up and I’ll end up hurting you.”

“Ax.”

I blink. Gray’s voice cuts through the fog as I remember he’s still in the room. He runs his palms over his jeans before waving me closer.

I don’t want to step away from her, but the look in his eyes has me moving nonetheless. Stepping toward him, I instantly miss Scarlett’s closeness, but then he whispers in my ear and my world stops spinning as his words sink in.

Fuck.

“What’s going on?”

I turn from Gray to Scarlett. “Gray has an idea,” I rasp, my body ablaze with need at the proposal.

“That’s ominous as shit,” she says with a grin, eyes flicking between us.

“Do you trust him?” I ask, needing her to believe in him far more than me for this to work. She nods without pause, intrigue flashing in her eyes. “Good, then follow me.”

NINE

Scarlett

Axel leads the way,and Gray laces his fingers with mine as we follow after him. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m eager to find out. I can’t imagine what he must be going through, knowing he has the location of the last woman who hurt him. It’s clear what’s happened to the others, but I’m here to be whatever he needs to get through it.

He turns into his bedroom, and Gray guides me inside, kicking the door shut behind him.

I want to ask what’s going on, plead to know what Gray whispered to him, but I’m more intrigued to see whatever it is as it unfolds before me. There’s no hesitation in what the next step is though as Gray runs his hand down my spine and moves to stand flush against my back. His cock presses against my ass, and I shiver with anticipation.

“Look how pretty she is, Ax. Her pouty lips, her soft skin, her flushed neck,” Gray murmurs, and I preen. He’s remained quiet since Axel started talking, but it seems he’s found his tongue again.

“I’d look even prettier with my nipples on display,” I say with a grin, getting caught up in the attention they’re giving me. Axel’s eyes darken, his tongue sweeping out across his bottom lip as Gray’s hands find their way under my t-shirt.

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