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Oh. Sweet. Jesus.
His gaze snapped to mine. The heat, wow, the scalding lust in his eyes, ignited flames deep in my belly and sent a wave of lust plunging straight into my core as I grew damp with arousal.
One look. That was it.
He’d taken control and held all the power. Slash looked like he wanted to rip off my clothes and fuck me right here on his bike until he reduced me to a wailing, sweaty, limp mess. I would have told him to do it if the circumstances were different.
I nearly forgot about the biker feet from where we plastered to one another on the saddle of a Harley. I stared at Slash as if I couldn’t get enough of him, like studying his features suddenly became my life’s work. He was a dark god, a heathen with midnight hair and sun-kissed skin. Black ink spread over the sculpted, lean muscle on his upper body, stretching from the wrists to both shoulders. He had heavy brows, a thick, coarse beard, and lips that I wanted to feel brushing against mine.
He’d be beautifully captured in my sketchpad with charcoals.
Neither of us moved.
Slash inhaled a deep breath as my nipples puckered further. His cock didn’t get the memo that we were in danger, throbbing hot and insistent against my inner thigh.
I’d never been so turned on in my life. The fear had vanished as Slash slowly moved his hips, driving the bulge into my core as my head fell back, my throat exposed as his lips lowered, dropping a hot kiss to my skin.
“Anything?”
The question came from one of the Serpents when I realized he wasn’t alone.
“Naw. I ain’t seen shit back here. Just the fuckin’ rats.”
Rats? I shuddered.
Slash’s finger brushed my cheek, and I knew he meant it as a calming gesture. But. . .rats.
My body locked, every muscle refusing to work.
“They couldn’t have gone far. I swear I saw that fucker’s bike ride down this alley.”
“The big one with the beard?”
“Yeah.”
My vision tunneled as terror for the Bladed Serpents and the loose rats in the vicinity dominated my thoughts.
“Scourge wants the girl.”
“The redhead?”
“Wasn’t any other half as pretty.”
They spoke about me like I was nothing more than a warm slit to sink into, and to them, that was all I would be until the novelty wore off.
Slash slowly reached for my chin and grasped it, holding me hostage with his narrowed eyes and firm grasp. He didn’t need words to convey what he wanted to say.
I said I got you.
I’m scared,I mouthed back.
His upper lip lifted in a snarl.
Safe.
Not yet, I pointed out as my chin wobbled.
His thumb stroked my cheek.Trust me.
