Page 5 of Heirs of Havoc

Vlad smirks. No dimple to soften the blow.

“You think whoever’s on that phone is worse than us?” Lev chuckles behind me, Vlad joining in. “Oh, M&M, you have no idea.” Vlad's eyes roam my face, eyes narrow like he's figuring out a puzzle. “We’re not the only ones who want to have some fun with you."

Vlad's lips move closer. "We have friends who'd give everything to see you squirm."

“But you know that, don’t you?” Lev's lips brush against my earlobe, heat coming with it.

Standing tall, I attempt to stop the fear from shaking out of my voice. Then I ask the thing I shouldn't. “Is he out?” A hand comes around my throat in a hard squeeze, my last word coming out as a squawk.

“Funny, she sounds like she cares.” Vlad's voice vibrates against my chest.

“Wonder how she’ll sound on my cock,” Lev chuckles.

Vlad’s chuckle joins him. “Or six feet under.”

My feet lift off the ground, and when I scream, a hand slaps over my mouth. The world spins before my back slams against something cold and soft.

Slam!

The sound of a car door closes as leather enters my nose.

No. I can’t let them take me.

They’re going to kill you.

Pushing off the seat, my hand reaches for the door before it's tossed back. A strong shoulder slams into mine. The other door closes, my arms squeezing against my sides as muscles trap me once again.

The engine revs, the car vibrating underneath me as I sit between the two men I never thought I’d see again. An arm wraps around me, warm and strong. It’s no use fighting as Lev lowers my head onto his lap, a hard mound greeting my cheek beneath his jeans.

“Open up, M&M, I know you like to party.” The mouth of a flask comes to my lips, the smell of alcohol wafting off it. While I can’t pinpoint what it is, if I know these guys, it’s enough to put a lightweight like me on my ass. Pulling away, Lev’s hand comes to my cheek, forcing me harder against his crotch. “That wasn’t a request.”

An icy hand lands between my legs before a palm against my centre makes me gasp, my mouth falling open. My thighs tighten, fighting the feeling. Fighting them. But that’s enough for Lev to push the tip into my mouth and spill the spicy contents over my tongue.

Lev doesn’t stop at a sip or a glug. He holds it there until my mouth fills with burning liquid. His hand slaps over my lips, two fingers pinching against my nostrils. Trying to push him away, my hand comes to his wrist, but my bit of muscle is nothing against his hold.

“Ah ah,” Lev chides. “Swallow like a good girl.”

Vlad chuckles on the other side of me as the car takes a hard turn. It pushes my head further into Lev’s lap, his shaft growing harder against my heated cheek. Reaching for his face, my cries muffle against his palm. When I run out of air, I do the only thing I can.

Swallow.

“Good girl, Mia.” Lev’s fingers finally leave my nose, slapping my cheek. The liquid burns my throat as the fight in me dies, my head sinking further on Lev’s hard lap. “The Way You Look Tonight” plays in the background as the car speeds down a quiet street. Not that I can tell which one we're on or if we’re still in Clementine. With my eyes getting heavy, my body with it, I’m forgetting where I am.

“That’s it, M&M,” Lev pushes my curls to the side of my face, my surroundings darkening. Nothing comes out when I try to speak. “Shhh, shh.” His hand comes to my cheek, stroking my heated skin. “Enjoy the ride, Merlo.”

Chapter Three

Thud!

My body pounding on concrete stirs me awake, an ache making me groan.

Warbled voices flow in and out of my head. A deep growl, followed by a higher pitch. Darkness surrounds me and when I try to move, something stops me, like I’m bound.

Or dead.

“Did you fuckin’ kill her?” Another groan escapes me when something presses into my body. But the sting that vibrates through me tells me I’m not dead at all. Either that or I’m in hell and after seeing the twins, chances are, I am.

Darkness disappears as something lifts off my head. Blinking doesn’t help make my surroundings clearer, my vision fuzzy.

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