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“I said it was okay, Feather. You don’t have to keep sayin’ it. We’re good now.”

“I know where he keeps the wallets, but the money is gone.” Pike nods his head before lowering his hands and grabbing mine in his. He leads me through the room and down the hall until we’re in his room and enter the bathroom. He sits me on the toilet seat and wets a rag before coming back to stand in front of me.

“Tell me what happened.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Now isn’t the time to be stubborn, Feather. I wanna know what happened and how it went down.”

“I was doing what I was told to do. This guy started kissing me, so I went for it. He must have felt me pulling it out. He punched me in the stomach and then hit me.” I can see the anger in his eyes. I can see the fire that burns deep inside of him as he wipes my face with the rag. He doesn’t say anything; he just keeps watching me. It’s slightly unnerving, but before I can think too much about it, he pulls me off the toilet and into his arms. His lips come down on mine, and he kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, pulling a moan from my throat.

When he finally pulls away, he looks me in the eye.

“No one else’s lips will be on yours but mine,” he growls. I’m shocked by his words as I pull back a little.

“But …”

“But what? I know you’re not thinkin’ about the asshole who left you to this. He’s gone, Feather, and when I get my fuckin’ hands on that motherfucker he’s a dead man.”

“I owe him.”

“You don’t owe him shit,” he says.

“I do. You don’t understand, Pike. He’s done a lot for me.”

“And now that’s over. I don’t give a shit what he did for you in the past. I said those lips are only for me. You got it?” I don’t know what to say. I shouldn’t nod my head, but I do. I shouldn’t say yes, but I do. I shouldn’t agree to this but I do.

“Say it out loud, Feather.”

“I won’t kiss anyone else,” I almost whisper. I can’t believe I actually said the words or that they left my lips.

“That’s right, you won’t. Because who do those lips belong to now?”

“You.”

Chapter 11

Pike

Just hearing Jailbait say the words makes my cock hard. Don’t ask me what the hell I’m doing with this girl because I don’t have an answer. I shouldn’t be claiming her and yet here I am doing it. Something about her drives me crazy. She makes my blood pump through my veins, and when she isn’t here, all I do is think about her. Sounds stupid, I know, but there’s more to Feather than I know, and I want to know everything about her.

“That’s right. That mouth is mine, along with everything else on that body. You don’t let anyone else touch you but me. Understood?” She looks at me, almost in shock. She doesn’t know what to say. Feather doesn’t know how to respond to me and that’s okay. I’m throwing this all at her at once, but I know she’ll agree.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why are you making me say this? You barely know me, Pike.”

“I know enough. And I’ll know the rest soon enough.”

“What? Why? Don’t you want to know the person you are making say those things?”

“I know you’re slick. I know you’re smart. I know you have a no-good boyfriend who forces you to do things you don’t want to do. I know you have a good heart and feelin’s. I know you put others before yourself.” Her mouth falls open as she stares at me. She didn’t expect me to see all that about her. She didn’t know I paid that much attention to her, but she’s wrong. I pay very close attention to her. Every second she’s in my space, I can’t help but be drawn to her. I need to know these things. I need to see them. She’s a fucking magnet that keeps drawing me in.

“You’ve looked at me that closely?”

“Of course I have. Why wouldn’t I?” she shakes her head, no doubt still confused when I step into her space. “When somethin’ intrigues me, I learn more about it. And you, Feather. You intrigue me.”

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