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I stared in shock at the scene before me. I knew it would be gruesome. Seeing it made my head spin. I felt both sick and in awe.

“Don’t forget about his dick.” Cash stepped forward to slam a heavy fist into Brady’s bloody face. “He bragged about forcing it in Clover’s mouth. Now he’s going to lose it.”

Brady began to violently thrash about while wailing nonsensically. It took both Cash and Blaze to hold him still. I took a few more steps back. I’d seen them do this to Zane, and it had left me shaken. There was no doubt in my mind that Brady deserved what was coming to him. Still, I wasn’t too keen on witnessing such brutality. It messed with my head.

There was a struggle as the guys pulled down Brady’s pants and underwear. Seeing his naked genitalia flashed me back to the drugged out haze he’d used to control me. Yeah, he definitely deserved this.

They pinned him down on the ground with Cash kneeling on his chest. Daire withdrew his knife and gun, handing the gun to me.

“Get ready, Little Unicorn. You get to finish him off. Whenever you’ve decided he’s suffered enough, put one in his head.”

I accepted the gun with a nod, holding it so it aimed at the ground. It made sense. I had to be the one to make the final move. So why the hell did my stomach flip so hard?

When Daire swung his knife at Brady’s groin, I closed my eyes. The sounds almost made it worse without the visual. Brady’s agonized cry echoed all around us.

I opened my eyes to find him lying there in a pool of blood. His severed penis was on the ground beside him. Holy shit. His eyes fluttered as he slipped in and out of consciousness.

The Angels moved out of the way, giving me a clear shot. Steeling myself, I took a few steps forward, aiming the gun at Brady’s head. For the briefest moment, his eyes met mine. I saw pain and misery in their depths. One thing I did not see was remorse. He really wasn’t sorry.

That made it so much easier. I pulled the trigger, bracing for the kickback as the gun fired. The bullet hit him in the face and it was done.

Needing a moment to gather myself, I handed the gun back to Daire and walked away several feet. I sucked the night air into my lungs, trying to calm my racing heart. It was over. Now I could move on.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

CLOVER

“Are you okay, Rainbow?” Blaze’s voice came from behind me.

Taking my hand, he turned me around to face him. I nodded, my head still reeling. It took a few tries before I could speak.

“Yeah, I’m fine. A little overwhelmed. That was intense.”

He smoothed back the loose tendrils that had escaped my hair clip, his gaze falling to my lips. “Watching you step up and kill that fucker was hot as hell. God, you’re sexy, Clover. I just want to eat you up.”

“Let’s do it then.” Cash ambled over, his expression filled with admiration and desire. “Right here and now.”

A shiver of excitement crept through me. “Not in front of Brady.”

That was my only boundary. The man’s bloody face and dead eyes creeped me out.

“Not a problem.” Without warning, Blaze picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He carried me back through the trees to where we’d left the car. Placing me on the hood of Daire’s Audi, he leaned down over me, capturing my lips in a messy kiss. He nipped my lips and tongue, devouring me with a primal hunger.

The rush of what we’d done filled us all, driving us to keep chasing the high in a different way. I tugged at Blaze’s shirt,pulling it over his head. Tossing it onto the roof of the car, I slid an arm around his neck, kissing him back with a heady fervor.

Cash and Daire ambled through the trees, coming to stand near the car. The scent of marijuana tickled my nose as they lit up a joint. Suddenly Cash’s hand was in my hair, pulling out my clip so my hair fell free. He stroked my locks a few times before painfully clutching a handful.

As Blaze pulled back, he stuck two fingers in the waist of my leggings and tugged them down. When he pulled my underwear aside to bare my pussy to him, a deep sigh left me. This was exactly what I needed.

Blaze licked along my slit, not caring that Daire had been inside me before we left the house. With Cash fisting my hair, I was trapped on the car between them. Not that I minded.

I was aware of Daire standing off to the side, watching intently while smoking his joint. A cloud of smoke seeped from between his lips, dancing above his head as he watched Blaze lick me. He absently adjusted the hard on in his jeans, happy to wait his turn.

A hand on my breast made me moan as Cash teased my nipple before pinching it between his fingers. Pressing his mouth to the shell of my ear, he murmured, “Let us hear how much you love this. There’s nobody else around to hear you.”

That was true. We were in the middle of nowhere. Alone. They could do anything to me and nobody would know. Good thing I’d grown to trust them, otherwise I’d have been terrified.

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