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We reach the janitor's closet and hurry inside. It smells of pine and disinfectant. Thorne closes the door and places a heavy box in front of it, then he continues with me to the far corner where there are more boxes.

He takes off his jacket and tugs on my T-shirt. “Take this off. Take everything off. I want to see all of you.”

I set my bag down and my fingers tremble as I take my clothes off.

The moment I’m naked he picks me up and places me on the table that holds a box of cleaning supplies.

His mouth closes over my left breast and he sucks while he slides his fingers into my pussy.

“You’re fucking perfect, Ivy.” He kisses over the swell of my breasts while I moan from the pleasure he gives me.

The combination of his hot mouth and his fast fingers sends me over the edge.

“Tell me you want me,” he husks in my ear.

“I want you.” I moan back, appallingly meaning every word.

“You’re mine. Mine.”

He takes out his cock and drives into me, imprinting those words deep into my soul.

Mine.

Chapter 22

Thorne

“The guys are ready.” Lucian hands me the latest report. “They’ve stepped things up so I think we can go ahead and prep for the Reckoning.”

“Good.” I mull over the report, satisfied by what I see.

The two of us are sitting in the office space we share at Erebus House. It’s good to hear that the guys are ready because this is the last week of training before things get next-level serious. It will be the survival of the strongest from here onwards.

Lucian leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Do you have any idea of who you’re going to choose?”

I raise my brows and give him a side-eye stare. “You know you can’t ask me that, right?”

“I’m asking anyway.”

“Alek has a good chance.” That’s all I’m telling him. I know he’s concerned about Alek because they’re cousins.

“That’s good to hear. I promised his parents I’d look out for him. Of all the people in our family, they’ve been the most accepting of my mother and me.”

“I know.”

Like Ivy, Lucian is a stepchild. And his real father is in prison.

Lucian always caught flak from everyone because his stepfather is a high-ranking judge on the Knights’ council and his mother used to be a stripper. She stripped to take care of Lucian when he was a kid. They’re also Italian, not Russian like most of the families in the leadership.

“Alek is a hothead.” He smirks.

“So are you.”

“Yeah, but there’s trouble and there’s trouble. I’ll worry about him when I head out to Russia for my placement.”

Lucian’s family are in tech, too. But tech in relations to sophisticated heavy duty weapons and aircraft. He’s doing a yearlong placement at their branch in Russia before he returns here to finish his degree.

“Alek can handle himself.” I set the report down and stare at him. “And if he’s chosen for the unit, there’s even less to worry about.”

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