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“Are you his, Samurai?”
“Ye-yes,” her panicked voice vibrated against my hand. “I-I love him.”
“You love him?” I asked, her body shaking with fear as I squeezed her throat tighter and brushed my lips against the shell of her ear. “It sure didn’t seem that way when you were cumming all over my cock last week.”
She gasped, her body sagging against me as Jace stared up at her in devastation. “Wh-what?” his broken voice slurred. “You-you fucked him?”
“Jace, I—”
“No need to hide it, Samurai. Tell him all about how I devoured your cunt until you exploded all over my face. About how I pounded into that tight, sweet, pussy until you were screaming my name across campus. And by the way, Jace,” I said, pausing a moment to let my eyes take another glorious look at how pissed he was over me claiming his girl as my own. “She rode my dick like a professional cowgirl. I never came so hard in my fucking life. If you’re down, we can take her together. Imagine how good she’d feel taking both our cocks at once.”
Samara whooshed out another sharp gasp, shivering like she was utterly turned on by the offer. Jace’s face fell for a moment, as if he’d noticed her reaction. He licked his dry lips, but he didn’t speak.
Fuck.
My dick suddenly grew painfully hard in my pants.
Was he considering it?
“She did what she had to do,” he replied after a moment’s consideration. “It doesn’t make me love her any less.”
The words,I love you,feathered off Samara’s lips, and after a moment had passed, I felt my hand getting wet from her tears.
“Enough of this shit!” Phantom stepped to the side and pressed the barrel to Jace’s temple, piercing us with a sinister glare that shook Samara and I both down to our cores.
“Yes or no. Are you an Outlaw?”
“No!” she cried, shaking her head. “I’m not an Outlaw!”
“Are you sure?” he asked again. “Because according to Jace here, Damien sent you to kill us.”
Now it was Samara’s turn to look shattered. Jace just frowned at her, torn with guilt. “He did,” she nodded. “But that wasbeforeI knew the truth.”
“What fucking truth!?” Phantom shouted, his finger itching to squeeze the trigger.
“Damien killed my mother! He’s the bastard who shot me!”
“It-it’s true,” Jace said through a groan. “I told you this already. My father is obsessed with her. Has been since the first day she walked inside the club seeking employment.”
“He tookeverythingfrom me,” Samara’s broken voice shook, her tears soaking my fingers. “When I woke up in that hospital, Damien said he’d saved me, that I belonged to him whether I liked it or not and if I didn’t follow his command, I’d be sorry. I was made to believe that we were attacked because my mother owed money to a gang she couldn’t pay back, but it was all a lie. The only reason I agreed to any of this shit is because Damien told me the Ravagers were responsible for my father’s disappearance. I guess that’s a lie too, isn’t it?”
The anguish in her voice had me grinding my teeth, shooting Phantom a look that he quickly returned, his jaw set. So far, based on the info Jace relayed to us, minus those few extra details Samara provided, their stories matched perfectly.
“Yes, I was sent here to kill you,” she continued, “but now that I know the real truth, it’s not the Ravagers I want. It’s Damien. You don’t have to put your trust in me, and I don’t expect you to. But Jace? He, you can trust. I bet my life on that. Just ask Finn. He can tell you. I mean, he’s your cousin, right?”
“What the fuck did you just say?” I asked, abruptly spinning her around to face me as Jace cursed deeply under his breath.
“What are you talking about?” Phantom asked, his black gaze volleying between Jace and Samara despite not having a view of her flawless face like I did.
I kept my eyes firmly locked on hers, not fully sure what I was searching for, but it was evident by Jace’s reaction and from the way Samara was looking at me that they knew something us Ravagers didn’t.
“Finn,” she repeated, a spark of humor flashing in her blues. “He’s your cousin. He was sent undercover by your father. You didn’t know that?”
“That’s a lie,” I voiced darkly. “We don’t have a—”
“YOU. IMPUDENT. LITTLE. SHITS!”
My body tensely stiffened as Phantom’s head snapped over to the shadows, where the faint moonlit glow revealed the silhouette of a shadow standing there. As I turned my head, feathering out a shaky curse as the individual stepped forward, I knew Phantom and I were in deep, deep shit.
