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The water quickly began to heat up, and I breathed a sigh of relief. The water rushed down my skin, washing away the blood and turning the shower floor a light red.

“Are you hurt?” Sophia whispered.

I tilted my head back, letting the water run through my hair, grunting in surprise at the sound of her voice. This was the second time she’d managed to sneak up on me. Granted, both times, I’d been exhausted and worn out, so my senses weren’t as heightened as they normally were, but still.

“I’m beginning to see a pattern,” I lightly teased, shutting my eyes and tilting my head further back.

The shower door opened, and I quickly opened my eyes, watching as she stepped into the shower with me, already naked. I groaned at the sight of her beautiful, curvy body before tugging her closer to me. She curved into me, tilting her head back so I could claim her lips in a soft, slow kiss.

Christ, I couldn’t get enough of her.

“Are you hurt?” she asked, pulling back from me to run her eyes over my body, checking for wounds.

I ran my fingertips down her spine. “No, cupcake. Not hurt. Same can’t be said for the other fucker.”

She hummed and trailed her fingers lightly over my back, making me shiver despite the hot water pounding on my skin. Goosebumps pebbled on my flesh in the wake of her light touch. She had me by the balls. No other way to put it. I was all hers.

“Can I ask whose blood?” she asked, glancing up at me from beneath her lashes for a moment before focusing them back on my chest and flat stomach. “I understand if you can’t answer,” she added.

I nipped lightly at her jaw before soothing the bite with my tongue. She sighed, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I leaned back and cupped her cheek, my other hand grasping her waist. Her pretty eyes met mine.

“Your other rapist,” I told her calmly. She sucked in a sharp breath and leaned back from me, her wide-eyed gaze locked on mine. I tightened my hold on her. Sliding my fingers into her hair, I gripped a handful and yanked her head back, grounding her with me to the here and now. “I stabbed him in his thigh, beat the ever living shit out of him, then shoved a baseball bat up his ass so he knew what it felt like to be raped.” Her breath caught in her throat, her face paling, but she didn’t look afraid of me. More a little grossed out, which was kind of amusing. But Ineededher to know he didn’t get off easy. I made it painful as fuck. “Then, I cut the club emblem into his back, slit his throat, and sent him back to his bullshit club as a message.”

Her response wasn’t one I’d been expecting. Not with how grossed out she’d looked. Her lips met mine, sexual aggression pouring out of her. I growled, meeting her with the same pent-up feelings. Shoving her back against the shower wall, I lifted her and easily sank inside of her, taking her raw. She choked on my name, her hands clawing at my back.

I didn’t have the patience for foreplay, but she was already drenched. Fuckingsoaked.

“Does knowing I killed him turn you on?” I rasped, sucking at the skin of her neck. She nodded, moaning as I bounced her on my cock. Her nails dug into my shoulders. “Good. I’ll slaughter anyone who ever comes for you again,” I promised.

“I love you,” she rasped, her tits bouncing as I pummeled her sweet core. “I love you so fucking much, Chase.”

I sucked at her collarbone and then moved back to her neck. Biting. Licking. Tasting. Devouring. “You’re my entire fucking world,” I growled. “You’remine, and any son of a bitch who thinks they can touch you will die slowly and painfully,” I promised. “You belong tome. Andno onewill take you from me.”

Her orgasm punched through her, stealing the breath from her lungs. I circled her throat with my hand, pinning her head back against the wall as I took her harder. Like a savage. A man starved for her.

“Fuck,” I snarled, my balls drawing up tight. “I’m about to come, baby.”

“Give it to me,” she begged, her hands framing my face. She drew my mouth to hers, kissing me hungrily. “Mark me as yours, Chase,” she pleaded.

“Fuck!” I roared as I spilled inside of her, coating her insides with my cum, officially marking her as mine both inside and out. I dropped my hand from her throat and buried my face in the curve of her neck, panting against her slick skin as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly.

She ran her fingers through my hair, her heart beating rapidly against my chest. “Let’s get washed up,” I whispered, pressing kisses to her abused throat.

She tilted my head back and softly pressed her lips to mine. I sank into her embrace easily, taking the comfort she was offering. She’d been faced with the monster I was and still loved me as much as she did before I told her what I did to the man that hurt her.

“I don’t deserve you,” I rasped against her kiss-swollen lips.

She hummed in disagreement. “Let me be the judge of that.”

“This better be good,” I growled as I leaned against the wall, cradling the cup of coffee Sophia had ready for me this morning. Scorpion had come banging on my fucking apartment door this morning, demanding I get my ass out of bed and down to church. My woman had already been up, but I’d been dead to the world.

“Watch the tone,” Johnston warned.

I looked at my watch, trying to bite back my irritation. “No offense, Prez, but it’s only a little after six. I’ve hadmaybean hour’s worth of sleep,” I muttered before lifting the coffee mug to my lips and taking a sip of the sweet liquid. I sighed, my eyes rolling back in my head for a moment.

Fuck, Sophia could make a damn good cup of coffee.

“Do not have an orgasm beside me,” Blayke hissed, looking just as moody as I did.

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