Page 37 of Havoc

“Yeah, my mom was the other woman.” He made a disgusted face. “She got knocked up with me when my brother turned seven. Guess she showed up at one of his birthday parties with me in her arms and Jilly in her stomach. Let my brother’s mom’s family know what Dad was up to when he was away at the club. It got ugly. Jilly was only six when Mom died. That was a fucking nightmare in itself.”

“I bet.” I knew his past was rough. “At least you got Tess.” It was Brick who brought Tess to work at the club’s bar years back. They’d been good friends, and she needed a place to go. It was how Trigger met her.

“Tess was the best thing that ever happened to me, next to Min, of course.” He gave a half chuckle. “Thing is, it feels like I’m chasing someone who doesn’t want to be found, ya know?” And there lay the root of Brick’s pain. If his brother was alive, why hadn’t he ever come looking for him?

“Would you know him if you saw him? It’s been a long time.”

“I think I would.”

“So, let Simon dig. What’s the harm? You won’t lose if he comes up empty. If he does find him, you win. If he tries to screw you, snap his neck. It’s a win-win, if you ask me.”

“You sound like Rail.” He chuckled and seemed to let go of the topic and relax. “Have you seen—” Suddenly, Leal stood and gave a low growl and looked off into the crowd.

He turned and looked at me, I gave a tight nod, and he raced off. Leal had been taught to sense when danger was around. It was one of the reasons I often left both of them in my suite. Leal in particular had issues with some of the people I dealt with at the hotel. I told Zhar to stay with me while his brother went off to check out the source of whatever bugged him.

“Second thought, I’ll be back.” I told Brick and ignored Kelly’s protest for me to stay. I whisked off in the direction Leal had gone with Zhar on my heels. I slowed as I lost which way to go, and Zhar took over the hunt and ran ahead.

“What the fuck!” a guy yelled, and I picked up speed.

“No, don’t.” I heard Kenna’s voice. “Stop! They won’t hurt you.” I ran behind a trailer and saw Kenna holding her hand out palm up to some guy who had a gun aimed at my dogs.

I saw red.

I didn’t break stride and drilled my fist into the side of his head. It bounced off a propane tank, and he went down. I whirled around and took in the sight. Kenna’s bra strap hung down, and her hair was messy.

“Back,” I warned the dogs, who were agitated and ready for a fight.

“Un-fucking-believable.” She tossed her hands in the air.

Was she nuts? Back here with some random guy? The stories the girls must have shared with her about these parties should’ve been enough to scare her off.

“First, they want to rip my throat out, now they want to protect me? From what?” She ran her hands through her hair as she eyed the dogs. “So, what? Now I can’t even have sex!” she yelled and looked furious enough to rip my eyes out.

I wanted to laugh, but my head spun to the point of pain, so I reached out and shoved her against the side of the trailer. She shoved me back, and I grabbed her hands and pressed my body into hers.

“Did you let him kiss your neck?” I breathed her in and felt my mind slowly untangle my murderous thoughts. “Did he scrape his teeth down your skin?” I latched on to her neck and swirled my tongue around before I sucked and scraped the way that I knew she loved.

“No,” she confessed in a moment of weakness.Good. “Where’s Kelly?” She tried to use her body to thrust me off again, but I took one of her hands and pressed it to my painful erection. Immediately, she wrapped her hand roughly around me the best she could through my jeans and squeezed hard. It was just what I needed, and I unleashed my dark side. All I could think about was getting a taste of her.

I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her on the storage trailer. She kicked off her thong and thrust herself toward me, and I pulled her close, so her knees hit my shoulders, then spread them wide.

I could feel the heat from her as I leaned forward and licked the seam of her arousal. The moment her taste hit my tongue and traveled to my brain, I turned into an animal that had just gotten the first taste of a kill. Everything in me turned hard before I dove deeper inside her, wanting it all.

“Holy shit!” she cried. Her fingers raked through my hair. My brain turned off as I lost control and fed on her. She bucked and wiggled and screamed as I held her. There was no escape for either of us. The more she screamed, the more I wanted. She wrapped her legs around my head, and the spikes of her heels clawed at my back. The sound of the strained leather only fed my addiction.

“Grim, I can’t take it!” she screamed, and I turned savage. “Yes! More!” she screamed again as she ground her sex into my mouth. This chick chased after her own death with me.

Things started to push through my mind, Leal leaving my side without permission earlier, Kenna being back here with some asshole, Sasha’s hands on her.

Stop!I pushed the intrusion away and drove all my focus back on her. But I was losing it.

I placed both hands on the top of her ass and lifted her off the trailer and sucked hard on her bud, making her fall apart in mid-air. I took every last thing I could from her then pushed her higher and savored the moment. I let her weight fall back against the side of the trailer and put my hands around her throat, then I tore them away and ripped my mouth off her with a frustrated growl. I whirled around and placed her down on the trailer bed.

I needed space. I felt caged and wild. I wanted more but knew it wouldn’t happen now. Her taste lingered on me, and I closed my eyes to control myself. I heaved in a breath and clenched my fists to try to gain some control.

She was lain out flat, her chest heaving as her fingertips dragged up and down her thighs like she still rode out her orgasm.

“Fuck.” My stomach coiled and my erection beat painfully to my heartbeat. I’d done that before, many times, but this was the first time I had a hard time stopping. I almost feared for her life.

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