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“Fucking look at that, Dove. So fucking pretty with my cum running down your thighs in the early morning sun.”
Clapping my hands over my ears, I attempt to muffle his wicked words as desire still thrums through my body and the evidence of how much I enjoyed that little show cools in my boxers.
11
ALANA
My legs tremble as I lean against the wall, but they’re only going to be able to hold me up for so long.
Regret surges through me as I rest my brow against my forearm and try to catch my breath.
The cool night air washes over my sweaty, heated skin and in only a few seconds, goose bumps are erupting, and a shiver races down my spine.
Coming down here was a mistake. I knew at least one of them would have been watching me. Hell, maybe even both.
But my need to at least attempt to get to my husband was too strong to ignore, even if I knew there wasn’t any chance of it actually happening.
Reid isn’t stupid enough to leave the door wide open for me. He isn’t going to make anything about this new development easy to navigate.
He wants me desperate. It’s how he’s going to get his answers.
But what he doesn’t seem to realize is that he already has the worst of my secrets. JD does now too.
They know what happened to me. Okay, so they might not have the sordid details, but they both have pretty vivid imaginations, so I’m sure they have a very good idea.
Plus, Reid knows my medical history. There’s enough clues there to know how those men treated me over those years wasn’t delicate.
My stomach knots and bile burns up my throat. But there’s nothing left. I’ve already purged myself of the poison. Many many times over the years. Not that it seems to help.
Thankfully, movement behind me drags me from my dark thoughts and when I look back, I find JD with a smirk playing on his lips as he takes a photo of my pussy.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I shriek, jumping back and crossing my arms over my exposed breasts.
His eyes start at my feet and his lopsided, satisfied smirk only grows as he climbs up my body.
“Little late to cover your modesty, don’t you think?” he taunts.
“Delete that photo,” I demand, my heart pounding at the thought of it existing or landing in the wrong hands.
It’s a pointless reaction. JD and Reid have been filming me since the first moment they locked me in that cell downstairs. I’m sure there’s a hell of a lot worse they could take from that footage than whatever he just took but all that is easy to forget in the moment.
“Nah, I don’t think I’ll be doing that, little dove. It’s going straight in my spank bank for my lonely nights.”
I scoff. “Lonely nights? From what I’ve heard, you don’t have many of those.”
I might not have spent much time at the clubhouse, but the few times I have been there at the same time he’s been present, he’s always had a club whore draped over him like a cheap throw.
“Careful, Dove. You’re sounding a little jealous there.”
“As if. They’re welcome to you. You’re nothing but a liar and a player.”
If he’s offended in the slightest by my words then he doesn’t show it. In fact, as his grin grows, I’d be inclined to say he’s actually proud of them.
“Oh, Dove. I’m that and so many other things,” he confesses, his voice deep and raspy as he closes the space between us. “You’re looking dirty, how about we go and get cleaned up?” he suggests, snagging his bottle of whiskey from the dresser and taking another swig.
My eyes drop to his lips as he swallows, and because he knows I’m watching, his tongue pokes out to lick away any excess.
Desire floods my core and my thighs clench as I vividly remember how those lips felt against me not so long ago.
