Page 22 of Twisted Iron


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She had the audacity to flip me off as she caught me laughing. If a man did that, I’d snap the finger off. Any other woman, I’d have shoved to the ground and whipped out my dick for her to suck me off in apology.

Henny? I couldn’t do shit. Not as long as the pres protected her.

But goddamn, I sure wanted to see if I could make her scream.

Raiden whistled, shaking his head. “That wasn’t smart.”

“No,” she agreed, “it wasn’t, but he’s an ass.”

Cowboy looked between us, laughing. “Look at all that sexual tension building up between you.”

Manic laughed as he picked up the end of the newspaper Devil finished reading before breakfast, lighting the corner with his metal lighter. Flames ignited, dancing in his dark irises. He leaned in, mesmerized as they climbed up the paper.

And I thought I was a freaky fuck.

“Put it out, Manic.Now,” Devil ordered. “You fucking burn a table again, and you’ll shovel dogshit for a fucking month.”

Manic pouted, blowing out the fire. Ashes dropped onto the table’s surface.

Devil frowned, staring at the mess. He looked from Manic to the table and back again. His eyes narrowed.

Manic scooped up the ash and burned paper, tossing them in the trash. When he sat down, he ignored the discoloration that remained on the wood from the ash.

Devil’s jaw twitched. “No more burning shit. I fucking mean it,” he growled.

“Fine, pres. You got it.”

Henny watched all of this unfold with curiosity. She remained quiet, waiting on Devil.Good girl.

Unable to help it, I couldn’t stop focusing on her as she ignored me, noticing tiny details most people ignored. The broken, chipped nails she tried not to pick, curling her fingers into her palms to avoid it. How she occasionally drifted in thought, absently playing with loose strands of hair. Or the stubborn tilt of her head when she remembered the precarious position that Amelia had placed her in.

And most intriguing was how she brushed her fingertips across her arm like it brought comfort. Her fingers glided across, back and forth, in slow circles. That tender caress of her skin sparked something inside me. It awakened the beast. I wanted to see if her skin felt as velvety as it looked without my gloves.

Bad idea to let my thoughts wander.

No touching.My new mantra around Henny. I’d stay away from her because I had to or end up doing something stupid. Like fucking her in the ass or shoving her to the ground before I stuffed my dick between her pretty pink lips.

Not ideal, but I’d enjoy it.

Still, this growing interest in her didn’t bode well. I grew obsessed far too quickly when something snared me like this. No, it was time to focus, to let the shadows pull me in and avoid the sparkling light of her temptation.

She caught me staring, lifting her chin in dismissal.Don’t worry, doll. I see you, but I ain’t comin’ for you yet.I wouldn’t hurt her. I could keep my distance. She was safe from me. For now, at least. Funny, but Henny was the first woman I didn’t have the urge to kill in ages.

Call it my mommy issues.

Devil, Raiden, and Cowboy didn’t hide their lust. I saw the way each of them looked at her. They could have her, fuck her, break her in because if I ever got my chance, I’d ruin her for anyone else.

Except maybe Manic. His desires and needs were as dark as my own.

Devil would end up fucking her first. It was his right as pres. I didn’t buy his indifferent act, ordering us not to touch her. He’d end up breaking that rule, and once her pussy got stretched by his dick, the others would jump at their chance. Probably more than one at a time.

Bet her cunt and ass gripped cock real tight. A pretty little thing like her would be ripe and ready, wet for the taking. I stifled a groan, staring into green eyes that dared me to act on all the twisted sexual fantasies in my head.

The little liar sure loved to stare me down.

Keep it up, doll. See what happens.

“ARE YOU HUNGRY?” DEVILasked, sipping from his coffee as he turned his attention to Henny.

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