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“Yes!” I hiss in victory, sinking back into Madd. And that’s when I feel just how far his approval extends, because there’s no mistaking the bulge of his hard-on pressing against the top of my ass.
My breath catches.
“Again,” Madd urges.
I fire the shot and miss completely.
“Tighten up your stance,” he commands in a clipped tone.
I push my ass back against his obvious boner. “Don’t act so annoyed, you’re clearly enjoying this,” I tease.
Madd’s inked hand leaves the outside of mine, sliding up to wrap around my throat. “You don’t know who you’re playing with, little girl,” he growls into the shell of my ear, flexing his grip around my neck.
“Oh, I think I do,” I breathe as I aim the rifle. “The question is, doyou?”
I pop off the last round and by some miracle, it hits the target almost dead center.
A grin spreads across my face and I start to lower the gun and turn toward him, flinching when he barks out, “Safety on!”
I click the safety, pointing the barrel at the ground and spinning around triumphantly.
Madd snatches the rifle from me with a scowl. Then he plucks the hat off my head, sliding it backwards onto his own.
“So how’d I do?” I ask, grinning like the cat that got the cream. Because yeah, hitting that target was a total fluke, but it couldn’t have come at a better time. And I’m sorta proud that I did so well my first time with a gun.
“Room for improvement,” he mutters. Then he lifts his chin, lazily tipping his head. “Go on, run back and send the next group out.”
I glance down the line to see that the others have finished up, Lo and Avery hanging back to wait for me and eyeing my interaction with Madd warily.
“Thanks for your help,” I chirp, pushing up on my tiptoes and brushing my lips against his cheek.
He flinches back like I’ve burned him, raising a hand to brush the offended skin as his scowl deepens.
I just spin and jog away, leavinghimin the dust this time to stew over what just happened.
I bask in my moment of victory, because I have no doubt I’ll be paying for it sooner or later.
15
After everyone has a chance at target practice, the squad fighters clear out to return to the complex while the boys and I stick around to clean up. I go around collecting the rifles while Archer tears down the paper targets, and it takes a whole thirty seconds before Ares comes storming over to get in my face, demanding an explanation for getting rough with him while he was rubbing up on Sloane.
“Wanna tell me what the hell that was about earlier?” he huffs, lips pinched in a scowl.
“I think you know,” I reply in a bored tone, carrying a few rifles over to the crate and double-checking that they’re unloaded before carefully setting them inside.
Ares grabs a couple more guns, at least helping with the work while he interrogates me. “No, I don’t, so why don’t you spell it out for me, Madd?”
I swing around, meeting his gaze as I take the rifles from his hands. “Nobody touches Sloane but me.”
He narrows his eyes, folding his arms over his chest indignantly. “Really, bro? Thought you didn’t want her.”
“Doesn’t matter,” I mutter as I turn away, bending at the waist to set the rifles in the crate. “That girl will never not be mine.”
“So youdowant her, then?”
I wave him off, trekking over to pick up a few more rifles as Ares follows on my heels.
“I don’t get you, man,” he rambles as we collect the rest of the guns and carry them back over to the crate. “If you don’t even want her, why get all territorial? Just to stop anyone else from shooting their shot while you torture her for running out on you once upon a time?”
