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“Fucking hate cats.” Kash growls. “They’re disobedient and always fucking shit up. Now dogs.” He nods to himself. “Dogs are where it’s at. They’re loyal and easy to train.”
“You’d make a good pet,” Saint says, running his free hand down my face. And all I can think about is what he did to me earlier this morning in his office. My throat still isn’t a hundred percent.
“Well then you better put a collar and leash on her. Pets are known to be taken around here.” Kash laughs at some inside joke I’m unaware of.
“That’s a great idea.” Saint smiles. He grabs my hair and yanks me to my feet.
I grind my teeth at the sting, but my thighs clench. Fuck, I’m so dead. He forces me to stand on tiptoes, and my eyes lift to meet his hard stare. “I liked the one you wore earlier, but I think you need something a little…different.” He refers to the collar I wore while deep-throat training. I used to wear a collar for him, so if he’s trying to scare me, it’s not working. “Something more permanent.”
“You should ask Tyson where he got his.” Kashton laughs, and I stiffen at the sound of the name.
I haven’t seen Tyson Crawford since the night he killed my mother. He was going to kill me, but he called Saint to come and get me. I know it wasn’t because of me. Lords don’t give a fuck about women. He did it because he didn’t want Saint, Haidyn, and Kashton after him. I was Saint’s chosen at that time. And killing another Lord’s chosen is something you don’t want to do unless you have a death wish.
The corners of Saint’s lips twitch when he notices my unease at the mention of his name. “I think that’s a great idea.”
SAINT
She’s tremblingalthough her small body is pressed into mine. Ashtyn isn’t stupid. She knows I’m her biggest threat here, but she also knows I won’t allow anyone else to touch her.
I saw the smug look on her face when she was in the elevator, and Emerson got in her face, threatening her. She may be a whore, but she’s my little whore. Usually, I’m the type of guy to do whatever it takes to prove a point, but I’m not going to let her get herself in a sticky situation just to prove her wrong.
She can call this a win.
I run my tatted knuckles down the side of her cheek, and her eyes remain on mine. “What are you doing out of your room?” I question.
She takes a step back from me. I allow it and drop my hands to my sides. “I didn’t know that I couldn’t leave my room,” she answers softly, her eyes dropping to the floor.
Kashton snorts and takes another hit.
“Guess I’ll have to shackle you to the bed from now on after your training sessions,” I offer.
She licks her lips, her arms coming up to wrap around herself, but I can see her thighs clench. My sweetheart has been denied to orgasm. I’m just waiting for her to get herself off so I can punish her.
“I think that’s a great idea.” Her eyes lift to meet mine, and I step forward, pushing her hair back from her face. “You always looked so pretty when you were desperate.”
“Please,” she whispers.
“That’s a good start.” I smile at her as her wide eyes go to Kashton. He just snorts, hitting his joint. No one here at Carnage will save her. There is no one but me. “Go to your room,” I order, and she swallows nervously.
Bowing her head, she rushes out of the room and slams the door shut on her way out. Silence fills the room, but I can feel Kash’s eyes on me. “Don’t,” I mumble.
He raises his hands and shakes his head but doesn’t speak.
FORTY-FIVE
SAINT
Haidyn, Kashton, and I pull up into the parking lot and get off our bikes. I needed to ride tonight. Clear my mind.
The time that I spent without Ashtyn was excruciating. Knowing she was out in the world without me drove me fucking crazy. But now that she’s back, it’s still got me on edge. For many reasons.
I wanted to tie her to the bed and fucking leave her there all night with my cum dripping out of her freshly fucked ass, but I didn’t. I pride myself on my patience, so I decided to do the exact opposite of what I told her I’d do. Let her wonder what the fuck I’m up to.
“This place is packed,” Kashton states the obvious, bringing me out of my thoughts as he looks over the parking lot littered with cars.
We park our bikes right up to the back private entrance and walk inside.
Blackout was closed for several months due to the rebuild. But I think it’s safe to say it’s better than ever. We make our way to the elevator and up to the second floor where the office is. We don’t even knock, just walk right on in, and Tyson looks up from his seat behind his desk.
