Page 159 of Wreck Me

But they were also bloodshot.

“Not getting much sleep?” I asked, casually.

“Why would you ask that?” he rebutted, getting defensive on a dime.

Another bad sign.

“I wanted to ask your advice about The Jackals,” I lied.

He relaxed again. “Oh, right, yeah. You think we’re throwing ourselves too hard into it?”

“Perhaps. With Shakers, then two more takedowns over the last few days, then another target coming up, maybe it’s tiring you all out too much?”

“No. Not at all. We’re all living for this shit right now. Having Sky there with us, the thrill, the delivering of much-needed justice, then the fucking afterward… it’s been the best for all of us.” He eyed me. “Unless it’s getting to you? I mean, you already have a lot on your plate with King. And then there’s also—”

“I’m fine, sweetheart. This is just me checking in.”

“Okay. I’ll see you out there in a few then?”

“Absolutely.”

He took off then, closing the door behind him.

I sank against the wall and scrubbed my hand over my face.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He was high.

Bastian was using again.

25

~Skylar~

Masked men surrounded me on all sides.

Adrenaline was thrumming through me as I laid there spread out on the black silk sheets of the mammoth bed and took in the gold and black designs that hid their faces from me, the muted light of the room making them look all the more eerie and a whole lot menacing.

I squirmed, feeling exposed in just a vibrant-blue lace negligee that barely covered my thighs, my heaving breasts from my heavy breathing drawing all the more attention to them.

The skin around my wrists and ankles was highly-sensitized from the silk ties wrapped around them binding me spread-eagle to the bed.

Three sets of eyes devoured me, sweeping over every inch of me.

The dark promise there had adrenaline giving way to erotic anticipation, my blood roaring in my ears, my core clenching.

Because these masked men were my masked men.

The promise in their eyes was one I couldn’t wait for them to carry out.

To ravish me.

To decimate me.

To hurt me so good.

To work my body to their will.

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