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“Good girl,” he grunted as his hips slammed into her. “You’re taking it so good. You make me so goddamn weak. You know that? So fucking weak.” He dropped his head and his groan was filled with breathless urgency against her ear. “I will have you, pet. I’ll have every goddamn inch of you.”
My cock twitched at the ruthless snarl as I watched London thrust hard, then groan.
He came. Filling her all the way. Just like I had.
Jesus…
Vivienne sucked in hard breaths, holding my stare over London’s shoulder. But there was no surprise in her stare, no fear or desperation. Just pure fucking need. She wanted this…she wanted us.
The thought of that only made me wanted to fuck her again and again.
But I didn’t. Instead, I watched London as he pulled out, fighting the desperate need to fucking look at the mess between her legs. I wanted to see his cum dripping, imagined the look on her face as I ran my fingers through his seed and pushed it back inside.
London wanted a baby in her belly…wanted her big and round.
I wanted that for him.
My cock twitched and grew rock fucking hard. The idea of fucking her when her belly was swollen with a child did things to me I wasn’t prepared for. So, I turned around and headed for the door.
“Carven?” London called.
But I didn’t stop, just headed back to my room and climbed into bed, hating this feeling of isolation. I closed my eyes, still seeing the look of ecstasy on Vivienne’s face. That image stayed with me even as sleep pulled me under.
Dreams plagued me, with screams of terror and pleasure.
Use me.
Colt.
London.
I tossed and turned with Vivienne’s voice resounding in my head, waking at first light with my eyes stinging. I shoved the covers aside and strode to the bathroom, blasting my body with the searing spray as I scrubbed before turning it ice cold.
Cold enough to shock me back into my body.
And my hate.
I dressed, then walked out into the kitchen before the sun rose. It was early. A perfect time for a home visit. I grabbed an energy drink and stopped at the armory on my way out. Guild was there, waiting.
He leaned against the door jamb, his arms crossed over his chest. “Want some company?”
I shook my head as I pushed past him and into the room. “You don’t want to ride along for this, believe me.”
“I don’t like you going out on your own,” he said as I grabbed two Glocks and three fresh clips.
I shoved one into the waistband of my jeans at the small of my back, then palmed the other and the magazines before turning. “Then find my goddamn brother.”
It was as simple as that. Give him back to me and I’d do whatever they wanted. I pushed past, headed outside, and climbed into the Explorer London had driven last night.
You’re shit at roundabouts, you know that? My own words hit hard as I climbed in and started the engine. What I wouldn’t give to hold on for dear life as Colt made one ‘more go around’ at the damned things. Headlights splashed against the side of the house as I backed out of the drive and headed for the first address on my list.
It was a long list.
But I was scraping the bottom of the barrel and I knew that.
Everyone of importance to The Order was long gone, leaving the collateral damage behind. Houses were deserted, offices cleaned out, or they’d simply left, not bothering to give any excuse at all. I pulled into a quiet residential street. Family station wagons and kids’ play areas peppered the front lawns. I glanced at the number on my phone, then pulled up outside a two-story stucco.
Two kids' bikes sat outside, one on its side as though it’d been cast aside in a hurry. I felt that sense of urgency as I climbed out and eased the driver’s door closed behind me. Nolan Parks, personal assistant to Doctor Harmon Rivers, one of the more ‘silent’ partners in The Order, but certainly not the kindest. I walked along the sidewalk, heading to the back of the house. Harmon Rivers liked them young, the younger the better for the sick fuck. He was the first one there when they brought the Daughters into the orphanage, giving them a thorough examination.
