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He must’ve tracked our cellphones when the meeting was over!
Stubbing out the joint, I quickly retrieved it then rushed back inside to warn Phantom.
“Damnit,” he cursed, gritting his teeth as he reached behind him and pulled out his pistol, cocking it. “Here, take it. We can’t let him leave. He’ll go back and tell Father everything.”
As much as I was opposed to it, Phantom was right. We couldn’t let Rhett intervene.
“Jace?!” a frantic, feminine voice screamed behind us. “Oh my god, Jace!”
Phantom and I spun, finding Samara running over to us, her face distraught, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. I expected Rhett to tail in right behind her, but when he didn’t, Phantom and I shared a smirk.
Oh, Samurai. You stole his car. What a sly little fox you are.
“Kitten,” Jace weakly rasped when I pointed the gun at her, freezing her in her tracks, her hands raised.“No...”
“I should’ve fuckingknown,” Samara spat, malice nestled firmly with the wetness clung in the corners of her gorgeous blue eyes. “Let him go. He isn’t part of this.”
“Oh, but he is,” Phantom said, stepping forward and blocking her view from Jace. We hadn’t hurt him. From what he’d explained to us, his father already did quite the number on him, as did our pal Sharkey. Torturing him wouldn’t have done us any good. Any further trauma and Jace would be knocking on death’s door.
We couldn’t risk it. We needed him alive.
“Give me the gun,” my brother demanded, reaching over to take it from me. “Check her for weapons.”
I grinned, loving how she bristled up and bared her teeth at us. After giving Phantom the gun, I approached Samara and didn’t stop until I was standing directly behind her. She tensed again as my fingers inched under her hoodie and shirt, finding a collection of blades strapped around her perfect, tight waist.
“What do we have here?” I whispered in her ear, her body shaking with anger as I removed each and every one of them and tossed them near Phantom’s feet. “Such a bad, bad girl, Samurai. You should’ve known better.”
I bit her earlobe, summoning a furious growl from Jace, who thrashed wildly in his chair as I flicked out my tongue and traced it along the shell of her ear. Phantom scowled at me, but he didn’t speak.
“Such a bad girl. I fucking love it.”
“I hate you,” she whispered. Her bottom lip wobbled as she continued to keep her eyes forward.
“No, I don’t think you do.”
I slid my hands higher up her body, reaching her bra. I’d taken enough of them off over the years, including hers, to know the padding wasn’t this brick hard and lumpy, which meant she was hiding something under there.
My hands slipped up higher and grasped her round, firm tits. A sound formed in her throat, but Samurai swallowed it down before I could question it. I felt the clips no sooner than I breached the area, but I couldn’t resist taking another squeeze while I had the opportunity.
“Yes, Isaac,”she cried out, her body shaking, on the brink of release as I clutched her breasts, sucking her hard nipple in my mouth as I fucked her harder on the couch. “Fuck! Just like that.”
I shook my head, the memory fading as Phantom hollered at me tohurry the fuck up.I growled low in my throat, then fished each clip out one by one and slung them across the floor.
Samara cursed low under her breath.
Wrapping my hands around her waist, I started for the buttons on her jeans next, pulling them down just enough to expose her black, lacy panties and her inner thigh. A gun hit the floor. I looked back and then kicked it to the side, far away from her reach.
“Don’t fucking touch her!” Jace commanded in a dark, feral tone, his eyes black with rage. “She’smine!”
“Is that so?” I asked, cocking a playful brow at Samara as I moved in front of her, yanking her jeans down to her ankles, finding more blades there.
I removed them, leaving her exposed as I ran my hands up her sexy legs and thighs, grazing her dampened black laced pussy with my fingertips, feeling the wet spot there before I moved to stand behind her again.
I caught Phantom’s eyes roaming over her flesh, her panties, her body in general. His throat bobbed, but it only lasted a moment before he closed his eyes and reopened them, steeling his face from all emotion.
I fucking knew it. He wanted her just as much as I did.
Samara shook harder as I reached a hand up and claimed her throat from behind, pressing teasingly at her throat. Not too hard, but just enough for her to understand that we weren’t fucking around.
