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“Stella?” She needs to know she can share the slightest discomfort or worry with me.

“The glass. Do we trust it? What if we fall?”

I press my lips to her skin. “Then we fall together.”

“That’s not…oh, Emilio.”

“Hmm?” I hum in question against the area of skin right above her smooth folds. Our beautiful little flower has failed to use the buttons on her borrowed shirt so exposing her to my hunger is easy. Her sharp intake of air and the way her head softly thuds against the glass is all the consent I need to move up her body and curl my tongue over a hard nipple.

She’ll talk eventually. I have all the time in the world to get a name from her and then we can go hunting. Someone will meet their end for what they did to her, but right now she needs to know she isn’t alone anymore.

Her delicate fingers move to the back of my head, and she holds me to her.

“Emilio,” she gasps, sending blood to my hardening cock. It’s heavy, throbbing and I already need to feel her grip it with her sweet pussy.

I look up to find her mouth softly hinged open. Black lashes fall over the soft curve of her cheeks. She is beautiful and all mine for a few more moments. I move from one breast then to the other.My hands find the dips in her waist and I hold her in place as I run my lips down the soft swell of her abdomen.

I pause when I feel the lifted edges of her scar.

“Emilio. Please.”

Doubts smother the arousal I just heard in her voice a second ago.

“It’s okay. It’s done and over with.”

Anger spikes through my veins and all I can see for a second is the blood of her attacker across my vision.

Fingers glide through my hair. Soft skin meets my forehead when I rest against her belly. “I swear to you, he will pay. When you trust me enough to give me his name, I will see that the crime against you is paid for in kind.” I keep my words no higher than a whisper but a powerful promise all the same. She does not know the lengths we will go in order to protect her. Eliminating any threat to her is now a priority.

Eyes glittering with pain meet mine when I raise my gaze.

“No revenge talk. Please don’t ask me for a name. I can’t risk you getting hurt. Please promise me you will never dig into my past.”

I’m on my feet and pulling her into my arms. “Trust me with your sorrow and pain.”

Ten

Stella

Murder simmers in the depths of Emilio’s eyes. His chest heaves with pent up need to exact revenge on my behalf.

I don’t know what to say or do about that. No one except my sister has ever felt angry on my behalf. I take that back. Detective Lafleur stepped in when Luna and I had no one to turn to when William nearly killed me.

I need space, silence and another hot shower would be amazing. Anything to help me regain my balance and find the words I need to tell the men that what happened between us last night is all we can have.

But why?Is all I hear echoed back to me when I listen to the reasoning going off in my head.

“We need to talk,” I say before I lose all my bravado and give in to what I really want.

Behind Emilio, Adrian and Stefan rise from the bed. They woke up minutes ago but didn’t move to join us by the window.

I hold my hands out, palms up. Without dropping their gaze from mine, they stand and join us, pulling me into their warmth. “You guys can lower your guard. He’s not in this room with us. I’m safe here and there's no one to kill.” I look pointedly at Emilio who doesn’t show an ounce of remorse for wanting blood for the sins committed against me.

I move to the edge of the bed and work on closing the buttons on my shirt before I throw all my better ideas of leaving out the window and ask them to join me in taking it off.

Heat from their gazes track every single move I make as I gather my words. I have to be careful of how much information I give so they don’t go hunting on their own. Something tells me these three have no problem putting bodies in the ground.

“Tonight was the perfect night.” I look between all of them. “Thank you. You don't know how hard it was for me to show up here even with my sister pushing me to get out of the house and away from the computer.”

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