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Fisting her hair in my hand, I stayed silent, using her body as I wanted. Reading the room and my bad mood easily enough, she rolled her lips into her mouth, holding in every sound she wanted to make. Her walls tightened around me, and I gritted my teeth, snarling down at her as she came around my cock.

Fuck. How was she even into this? I was using her. No doubt hurting her. And she still seemed to enjoy herself. As was proven by the small moan she let escape her lips before she burrowed her face in my comforter.

My balls drew up tight, and I leaned over her, sinking my teeth into her shoulder hard enough to make her bleed. She screamed, her walls clenching around me again, strangling my dick. Snarling, I spilled into the condom and released her skin from my teeth, watching blood trail over her ivory, freckled skin.

When I pulled out of her, she was trembling, her breath sawing out of her lungs. I tied the condom before dropping it into the trashcan. She managed to stand on her feet and turn to face me, looking unsure. And I hated that my dick was raring to go again at the sight of her blood trailing from the mark I’d left in her skin.

No doubt she’d scar. And I hated the odd pleasure that filled me with. I couldn’t want her again. Couldn’t picture that bite on her skin as my mark.

It was a deadly road for me to travel down. I couldn’t get attached to someone again. I’d only let them down just like I had Helena.

“You need to go,” I told her. My voice sounded like I’d been chewing on gravel. It took everything in me to say the words to her, but shehadto go. She couldn’t stay in here.

She narrowed her eyes at me. “You can’t even be a decent human being and allow me to rinse this fucking wound you left before you boot me out?” she sneered, getting angry.Finallysomething other than constant placating. I could deal with her anger. Match it even. “What the fuck even was that, Whiler?!” she yelled at me.

I crossed the distance between us in two steps and wrapped my hand around her throat hard enough to bruise, my muscles bunching. Her eyes widened, her pupils flaring with fear. She choked and wrapped her hands around my wrist, digging her nails in. I barely even felt it.

I lowered my face so our breaths mingled. “Watch who the fuck you’re talking to,” I seethed. Then, I shoved her away from me, watching as she fell to her ass on the floor. “Get the fuck out.”

She grabbed her clothes and stormed to the door. But before she left, she looked over her shoulder at me, her chest heaving, the fear gone from her gaze. Now the only thing left was rage. “I’m not an easy woman to dismiss, Whiler. Keep that in mind.”

I bared my teeth at her. She just smirked and left the room, slamming my door behind her. I clenched my hands into fists at my sides.

I had no idea what to do with her. Especially since she didn’t back down from me like so many other women would have. She had a fire burning inside of her. A fight that wouldn’t be deterred.

Trouble.

I should have never touched her or allowed her to touch me.

Because now I was in fucking deep.

5

Whiler

“Need you, Ink, and Vern to handle this exchange,” Joey said from his position at the head of the table. I arched a brow at him. “You should be able to leave after church and make it back before dark. Small weapons exchange. New crew that just rose up.”

“What do we know about them?” I asked.

“Crew of five people. All brothers,” Ink spoke up to answer my question. “They reached out to us first—wanted to come to some sort of agreement so they aren’t stepping on our toes. They agreed to only buy their weapons from us, and if they decided to expand, they wouldn’t touch us or risk war.”

I nodded once. That was smart of them. Instead of like so many other crews who had tried and failed to set up shop near us, they sought us out to make us an ally. I had mad respect for that. “They know who we have backing us?”

Vern snorted. “Whodoesn’tknow?”

After rolling my eyes at him, I looked at Joey. “Fine by me. We’ll ride out just as soon as we’re done here.”

He nodded and looked at everyone else. “Anyone got anything to bring to the table?” When no one spoke up, he slammed his gavel and pushed back from the table, standing up. The rest of us followed suit. He looked at the three of us about to ride out. “Be careful. Stay safe, and keep me updated. We don’t know these guys, so stay sharp.”

I nodded once and strode out of the chapel, heading for the gravel lot outside. I straddled my bike and started it up, strapping my helmet to my head as I waited for Ink and Vern to make their way out. Within a couple of minutes, we were on the road.

And all the silence meant I had nothing else to do but think about Cannon and what the fuck we’d done.

Growling under my breath, I tightened my grip and focused more on the road, the wind, the roar of my engine, and the sound of the asphalt beneath my tires. Otherwise, I would drive myself insane.

* * *

I stood backwith my arms crossed over my chest as I watched Ink handle the exchange. Vern and I were merely muscle, which was fine with me. The less I had to talk to anyone, the better.

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