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“Sure,” I nodded, then staggered as I left. “Technically.”

But I wasn’t stupid. I knew what he’d done and why he’d done it. The pang in my chest was brutal as I headed to the stairs and climbed. I didn’t even know where I was going, just that I was…going somewhere. I made it to the first floor and somehow found a bathroom.

The overhead lights were blinding, making me wince as a dull throb came at the back of my head. “Technically stabbed him,” I muttered as I unbuckled my belt and exhaled with relief. I kicked off my boots and peeled my jeans off, wincing at the smears of blood they left behind on my thighs.

I needed to get it off…just get it off…

I lurched to the shower and hit the faucets, not bothering to wait for the hot water before I stepped in, still in my underwear. Cold water slammed me, instantly making my teeth clench.

“Here,” Nick murmured.

I jumped, jerking my gaze to his, but the alcohol and the cold did nothing to change the fact of what I’d done. “I killed him, no matter what Tobias said or did, I still killed him.”

“He’s just trying to protect you.” Nick adjusted the faucets, then tested the water with his hand before meeting my gaze. “The last thing he wants is for that to be on your conscience.”

“But I knew what I was doing.” I searched his stare. “Lucas showed me…he showed me where the veins were. He told me that a bullet or a puncture there would result in death. I knew…and I still did it.”

“Then you killed him,” Nick answered. “You killed him and you take ownership of that act. We’ve all done things that’ve changed us. Now you need to decide what happens with that. Do you let it destroy you or do you rise above it, knowing that a man like Killion will never harm another woman again?”

His words hit me.

He slowly reached for the back of my bra and unhooked it. His touch was so gentle, catching the straps as they fell, then he turned his focus to my panties, sliding his fingers under the elastic and tugging them down. Seeing him kneel in front of me reminded me of the night our parents married. That seemed like a lifetime ago, another me…another them.

I reached down, caressed his strong jaw, and whispered, “Stay with me.”

He did, through the undressing and showering. We took our time, giving comfort more than anything. He held me when I cried, standing outside the spray so the warmth hit my back and ran down my shoulders, and when we were done, he switched the water off.

No words were needed. He ran towels over my body and squeezed out my hair, toweling the strands before he searched the drawers for a comb. When he was done, I was clean and dry. He led me out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Tobias strode out of another room, also wearing a towel. Those dark eyes met mine. Somehow, they just knew.

We made our way to the bedroom, climbed under the sheets, and just lay there. Caleb came in, tossed the phones onto the table, and undressed before he climbed in. I reached out, caressing Nick on one side and Tobias on the other, as Caleb sprawled out across the foot of the bed and caressed my leg.

The bedroom was silent as I closed my eyes. I didn't sleep, Idrifted,but I didn’t replay the things that had happened tonight. Instead, I thought of Mom, and Creed, and all the women still trapped in that hell that was The Order.

Someone had to do something about it.

Someone had to get them all out.

But not me and not us. Not tonight, at least.

Tonight, warm bodies lay beside me. A faint brush against my arm and a stroke of my leg drew me back to them. There were no sounds, no questions, not even a conscious thought when I turned to Nick. He was waiting for me, reaching down to cup his cock with one hand, as he slid the other around my waist.

I leaned up, slid my leg over to straddle him, and climbed on top. His thick head pushed into me as I eased down. God, this was what I needed, what I wanted. I rode him, letting Nick steady me with his hands on my hips. Tobias rose up, slid his fingers through my hair, and kissed me. I leaned down and reached for his cock, needing them…needing all of them.

“Fuck,” Tobias growled as I gripped his length.

Then Nick shifted, slid me from on top, and knelt behind me. One thrust, and he was inside. I looked up as Tobias slid the slick head inside my mouth.

“Jesus, princess,” he moaned, looking down and watching as I sucked and fisted his length.

He’d killed a man for me tonight. I wasn’t under any illusion that it was the first man either. There had been many, I was sure of that, and I didn’t doubt there would be many more. Because that’s how Tobias loved.

I slid my fist down, working T’s length as Nick’s thrusts grew harder and more savage. He leaned over me, driving my body down as he claimed my pussy.

Hard breaths filled the space.

I sucked harder, desperate to have, desperate to taste.

Tobias’s hand cupped the back of my head as he gave a grunt and held my head down. “Christ…Ryth…”Warmth filled my mouth with the taste of saltiness.

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