Page 2 of Unnatural Fate


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Why did I continue to torture myself?

What was wrong with me?

He lowered his zipper and wrapped his long fingers around his cock. Her instincts kicked in. She knew what he was doing, all her senses heightened by the mask she wore. Her mouth watered, and she lunged for him, but his hand in her hair kept her in place. He barely skimmed the tip of himself over her lips, and I lost it. The beast inside me took over, and before I knew what I was doing, the window splintered under my fist and rained down in pieces.

His head whipped around, and the girl he was with yelped in terror. The other heads in the room, despite being blindfolded, turned in my direction.

“Go ahead. Don’t let me stop you. Let her suck your dick. I need to see it.” I spat my words as my bare feet crunched over broken shards.

A growl built in his throat, and rage danced in his eyes. He ground his teeth together but didn’t move. Didn’t speak. He just held my gaze. Neither of us moved. We just stared. He was still rock hard, too, which enraged me more.

“Like you haven’t had just as many men on their knees,” he growled at last. Like it had taken him that long to think of a comeback. But it told me two things.

First, he’d been watching me, probably as closely as I had.

Damn the shadows he could wrap himself in to prevent me from knowing when he did.

And secondly, he was just as territorial as I was, even after all this time.

It would be wrong to admit, even to myself, how much I liked it.

“I figured you’d turn this around on me, despite the scene playing out in front of us, so don’t let me interrupt.” I waved for him to continue. Part of me wanted him to just so I could sever this connection once and for all.

“What are you doing here?” he said through his still-clenched teeth.

“It’s called closure.” Or at least, that was the lie I told myself.

“Is that all?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He drank me in, amusement playing over his features. “Do you have such an objection to me playing with my food?”

“Should I do the same?” I turned to grab one of the guys, who was more to my taste.

The submissive stiffened, and I could taste his fear. I knew Vin could, too. Good. I wanted them both to know I was serious.

He hissed. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

“If it’s good enough for you, then why isn’t it good enough for me?” My chest heaved with anger and sadness. Why couldn’t I turn off my feelings for him like I could everyone else?

“Fine.” He pressed his tip into the woman’s mouth again, and she hungrily licked at him, not at all seeming to mind our altercation.

Blind rage descended. I didn’t even know how I got across the room or how my hands got around her throat.A cry died on her lips, but she must have believed it to be part of the scene Vin planned because arousal came off her skin in waves. She pressed into my touch, and my stomach turned. They were so eager to please him. I hated it. I hated that he had so many, so willing, and it was my fault.

I released her and picked up his knife to cut her binds. “Get out.” She hesitated as I moved to free the men. “Get the fuck out.”

“I see,” he said, like my getting rid of them told him something more.

“You only see what you want.”

He straightened to his full height, looking down his nose like he wasn’t only half an inch taller. “I see more than you know.”

“If that’s what you want—” I gestured at the door the submissives left through—“why do you keep pulling our bond?”

It took a moment, but he shook his head. “It’s not what I want, but you removed my choice.”

“This is impossible, and the longer we play these games, the more I hate you,” I said like it wasn’t hell to keep myself away from him.

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