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It wasn’t the beast that was consumed with the frenzy…and it wasn’t the beast whose lips curled. It was me. That hunger consumed me. I pushed away, my legs trembling as I moved down. I was the one who held his gaze now as I tugged the waistband of his sweats.
“Is this what you want?” I forced through bared teeth.
He gave a slow nod, his cock bouncing free as I yanked. Fuck, he was hard. The head was flushed, the eye beading. I watched that bead well with every pulse of that thick vein as I settled over him, then dropped hard. That enormous length drove all the way inside, making me throw my head back and moan. “You will not hurt me, do you understand?” I didn’t wait for him to answer as I ground my hips, riding that delicious feeling. “You will give my Colt back to me.”
I opened my eyes and looked down, finding that bestial stare fixed on me.
A hard thrust and he yanked his head upwards, snapping the leather taut. The movement was so fast I didn’t have time to react. But he didn’t hurt me…just thrust underneath me, driving himself deeper as our bodies collided. The hunger in his glare now was something else. Something that looked like desperation…something that could look like love.
“Wildcat,” the beast grunted as his cock twitched. “Mine.”
I ground my body down hard, consumed by that wave as it rose again. My body clenched as I clamped down on what I needed. “Yes,” I whispered, giving in. “Yes.”
THIRTY-TWO
London
The roar of the crowd blasted through the TV’s speakers, filling the room. “The Crossfell City Kings have done it again!” the narrator screamed, fighting to be heard over the deafening cheers of the hometown crowd. “Let’s cut to the rink and hear what the captain of the team, Kalon Rathbone, has to say!”
But I fixed my gaze on Tobias and on what he’d just said. “What the fuck do you mean, abducted?”
Lazarus turned, grabbed the remote from the desk behind him, and switched it off, instantly ending the ruckus.
“Just what he said.” Nick stepped around his hotheaded younger brother. “The bastards came for us, destroyed everything we’d built for the last six fucking months, and took us hostage.”
I narrowed in on how big they were now, with lean, hard muscles and careful stares full of disdain. It looked like life in the mountains had suited them, until now.
“Including everything we had for the baby,” Tobias snarled.
Jesus, he was fucking pissed.
Ryth hadn’t said a word the entire time, just stood there, dwarfed by the three men around her. Her dark, sunken eyes looked shell-shocked, adding even more shadows to her gaunt cheeks. Thin fingers peeked out from the sleeves of her oversized sweater and rested on her massive bump. While her brothers seemed to have grown in size, she seemed to have shrunk. The baby seemed to have taken more than it should have out of her. No wonder they were so protective.
That could’ve been Vivienne. That thought only made me feel…dangerous.
I turned to Benjamin. “Do we have a bead on those Cerberus bastards?”
“I’ll do you one better,” he growled, shifting his focus to the doorway behind me.
Heavy steps sounded like deep claps of thunder echoing through the warehouse behind me. I turned slowly, my focus instantly moving to the two Sigs strapped across my chest as a mountain filled the doorway. At six foot seven, the towering male ducked his head to step inside, but once he was in, his focus was directed fully on me.
Nick and Caleb moved as one, taking a protective step in front of Ryth. But it was Tobias that lunged forward, rushing the massive male, until he was stopped by Lazarus’ hand on his chest.
“Easy,” the Mafia son urged.
“London St. James,” Ben muttered, his frosty glare tilting up at the big bastard. “Let me introduce Alvarez Cross, one of the three Cerberus brothers.”
Jesus fucking Christ. The man was a walking felony. His thick shoulders were barely contained in a black open-collared shirt which was crisscrossed by the thick webbing of his shoulder holster, one that had to have been custom made. You couldn’t buy them that big.
“Mr. St. James,” the deep voice rumbled as he stepped closer, offering a massive paw. “Been waiting a long time for this moment. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
I arched a brow, glancing at Ben for a moment before returning my eyes to Alvarez. Rossi was walking a fine line putting the Bankses they’d kidnapped in front of them. The tic in Tobias’ jaw, and the way Lazarus angled himself between the two of them, spoke volumes about just how fine the line was. Frankly, I was surprised the hotheaded Banks brother was restraining himself so successfully, he was well-known for his violent impulsiveness. But he was far from the level of violence my own family would go to.
“I wish I could say the same.” I stared at the hand. “Now what the fuck do you want?”
He flinched at my coldness.
I had no time to deal with extortion, which this obviously was.
