Page 51 of Blood for Blood

“My name is Karrion and I’m a raging asshole.” I roll my eyes playfully at him, not thinking about the consequences. Before my eyes even finish rolling, he has me by my throat against the wall. “Don’t tease me, Pretty Girl.”

“I’m sorry.” I gasp as he releases me. He smacks my ass before plopping his ass on the floor, pulling me into his lap.

“You love me, Pretty Girl?” He whispers so low I barely hear him, rubbing his nose along the side of my neck.

“You know I do, Elias.” I grab his arms, wrapping them tightly around my midsection. “To infinity.”

“And beyond?” He jokes and I lean my head back against his chest.

“And beyond.” I assure him, rubbing his arms.

After the introductions are out of the way, I show Easton and Dylan to the guest room so they can put their bags away. “We’ll be leaving in a few minutes.” I let them know before closing the door and heading back to the living room.

Tattooed fingers grab my wrist as I pass through the archway. I jump into Rune’s arms and he catches me easily, squeezing the globes of my ass. I’m attempting to grind myself against him to relieve some of this fucking tension, but he squeezes me tighter against him.

“Quit moving, or I’ll fuck you right here against the wall.” He smirks, licking the side of my neck.

“Do it pussy, you won't.” I challenge him. A second later, my back is slammed into the wall and he slides my shorts and panties to the side, slipping two fingers into my pussy. “Fuck yes.” I pant as he thrusts his fingers fast and hard, rubbing my clit with his thumb. My walls start to tighten around him, ready to explode all over his skilled hand, but he pulls his fingers out and slowly licks them clean.

“Fuck you, King.” I pant, sliding out of his grasp and fixing my shorts.

“Let’s go.” Alaric shouts, getting everyone’s attention. I’m excited about our monthly group date. Since we had our talk last year, we do this once a month where the nine of us find something to do together. More often than not, it ends with an insane amount of sex.

Everyone walks out the front door toward the large garage we had built. Inside are four side by sides, two four wheelers, a dirt bike and a boat.

“Dylan, do you want to ride with us?” Nyx asks her, stopping next to the red side by side.

“Fuck yes.” Dylan kisses Easton before coming to get buckled in.

I climb into the driver's seat, starting it up and backing out of the garage before the guys are ready. Once I’ve got us turned around, I wink at Mateo and peel off into the woods, leaving them behind. We speed through the trails, flying past the first couple of swimming holes. The Wicklow property is so huge that there are eight different ponds.

“Stop at Devil’s Canyon.” Nyx shouts and I can hear the excitement in her voice. We call it Devil’s Canyon because of the way it looks. There’s a pond with a dirt trail all the way around it and the far side of it has a huge drop off. That part of the trail looks like devil horns.

I stop the side by side at the bottom of the path, blocking it off so we have plenty of time to see the guys coming. Once it’s shut off, the four of us girls run up the rest of the path and sit next to the water. It’s quiet, so the guys are nowhere close to us.

“They’re taking their good ole time finding us, aren’t they?” Rory asks, standing to look down over the hill.

“They’re doing it on purpose, probably to make us think they’re not coming.” Nyx states, skipping a rock across the pond.

“I wish I was cumming right now.” I mumble, throwing rocks into the water, because no matter how much they try and teach me, I can’t make the stupid fucking things bounce right.

“I feel you on that.” Dylan laughs, laying back on her elbows and dangling her feet in the water.

The faint sound of engines makes a feral grin spread across my face. Nyx must hear it a few seconds later, because she smirks at Dylan. “Is Easton territorial?”

“What do you mean?” Dylan arches a brow at her.

“If I kiss you, is he going to try and kill me?” Nyx looks toward the path where the guys will be soon.

“Probably.” Dylan shrugs with a sigh. “He likes to have me all to himself.”

“Perfect.” Nyx reaches her hand down to help Dylan stand. Once she’s standing, Nyx grabs her waist, smashing their lips together. Dylan freezes for just a second before deepening the kiss. Her hand twists in Nyx’s hair just as the guys reach the bottom of the path.

Our block didn’t work very well, because Karrion drives right over the logs on the side of the trail, barreling straight toward us. Mateo follows him through the trees, and a spike of adrenaline shoots up my spine as I realize there are two men missing from the group.

“It’s an ambush!” I shout, but it’s too late. Heavily tattooed arms grab me from behind, covering my mouth and nose so I can’t fucking breathe.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you, Firefly,” I feel his breath against my neck before he bites down, causing me to scream into his hand, “You can’t run from ghosts.”

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