Page 62 of Land of Monsters

“You got me a military jeep? It’s outside now?” She pointed to the door.

Dzsinn nodded, dropping the keys in her palm. “Strip off the license and the serial number, do a little cosmetic work, and you’re good to go.”

She nodded at a man closest to the door who jumped up immediately, opening up the back door and peering out. He dipped his head at Daciana, confirming he was telling the truth.

“You know just what I want, genie.” She smiled at him, her mood shifting instantly. “My place is your place.” She opened her arms to the dingy room. “Make yourself at home.”

“Food, bath, and some clothes.” Ash stepped away from me. “For her.”

Her eyes bore into Ash before she glanced over at a big man with a shaved head sitting on a stool. “Uta?” She flicked her chin to us. “See they get everything they need.”

“We don’t have extra rooms,” he grumbled.

“Then I guess you just volunteered yours, Uta.” She turned away, leaving the burly man scowling at us.

Rising from the stool, he didn’t reach Ash’s height, but his shoulders appeared as if he worked out every day. His heavy steps clunked across the bar toward a stairway, leading us upstairs.

Keeping close to Ash, I followed them up the steps to the hallway. At the third door down, he stopped, shoving the door open and motioning for us to go in.

“You touch anything, I will kill you,” he mumbled. His expression twisted with irritation, as if he was about to throw a tantrum. “Bath down the hall, and Tyna will get her clothes.”

“Thanks.” I barely stepped into the room before he slammed it behind us. “Don’t think he’s extremely happy about giving up his room.” I viewed the small chamber. A double bed took up most of the room, the gray sheets rumpled and unmade, a boarded-up window above the bed. On one side was a dresser and a small closet. The other wall was filled with various weapons: nunchakus, blades, spiked brass knuckles, guns, and a barbed wire whip.

“Think this guy is into some weird S&M stuff.” I snorted, glancing over my shoulder at Ash.

His jaw was tight, his attention staying off me.

The quietness of the room and the fact we were safe dissolved all the pretense, urging everything that had happened to the forefront.

I cleared my throat. “So—”

“You probably want to go take a shower. Get the blood off you.” He cut me off, his tone snappy.

“Oh.” I blinked. “Yeah, I do.”

“I’ll go track down some food.” He turned for the door, opening it.

“Are you mad at me?” I shot at him, confused by his demeanor.

“Mad?” He slammed it back shut, turning to me, his green eyes blazing, his voice rising. “Am I mad at you?”

“Yes.” I tossed up my arms, my tone matching his. “I’m sorry if getting kidnapped was an inconvenience for you!”

“You thinkI’m madbecause you were kidnapped?” He stomped over to me, wrath practically steaming out of him.

“Clearly!”

“I’m not mad at you! I’m mad becauseIallowed them to kidnap you. Because you were almost raped and used as a breeder to those things!” he seethed, his energy sinking into me. “That I couldn’t protect you! That I could’velostyou!” he snarled, moving me back until my spine hit the wall of weapons, a gasp rising from my throat, wetness soaking between my thighs. “And worst of all… I let you in… so fucking deep…” He gripped my neck, his thumb pushing up my chin. “I can’t breathe if you aren’t near me.”

His mouth crashed down on mine violently. It was the first time he actually kissed me, and the moment our lips touched, asurge of electricity rippled through me, pouring hunger into my bloodstream. A need to devour, to submit, and to own.

Mine.A growl lodged in my throat. I needed more. I needed all of him.

A moan escaped me, and I felt him respond, pressing his body firmer into mine, thumping me harder into the wall.

“Raven.” My name came out with agony and anger, like he wanted to punish me for what he felt, reprimand me for the power I had over him. “Fuck.” Roughly, his hands knotted into my hair, yanking my head back, deepening our kiss.

Hungry and raw, he destroyed the world around me. I felt the kiss everywhere. Inside and out, he possessed me. Owned me. Licking through my pussy to my soul, reaching so deep inside, he claimed everything I had, leaving nothing but ruins.

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