Page 139 of Bratva Butcher

Again, I didn’t know why I expected gratitude or appreciation from her. I should have known by then that Autumn did the exact opposite of what I thought she would do.

“Did Iaskyou to save my life?”

My mouth dropped open in outrage. “Are you serious right now?”

“Fucking deadly. I told you I didn’t need help,” she hissed angrily.

“Really?!” I pointed erratically to her. “You’re tied to a goddamn chair right now. What the fuck do you mean you didn’t need he—” the words died on my tongue when Autumn suddenly got to her feet, the pair of cuffs dangling from her fingers.

“I had it handled, Butcher.” She threw the cuffs to the ground, frustration burning in her eyes. “And now, you’ve taken my bounty from me.”

“I—you’re what?!” I snapped.

“Dylan!” She pointed to Baldy, lying dead at my feet. “Someone was going to pay me quarter of a million dollars to kill that fucker, and now that money is just gone becauseIdidn’t kill him.Youdid!”

It was like she was speaking an entirely different language to me. “So what? Claim the money anyway. No one will know it wasn’tyouwho killed him.”

She shook her head, those beautiful red locks flowing through the air. “I would love to, except that’s not the way it fuckingworks,” she seethed. “There’s a code we have to follow, and that code dictates that I don’t get shit unless I complete the kill myself!” She shoulder-barged past me.

I gripped her arm, stopping her. She whipped back around to face me, and I scowled at her. “You are absolutely insufferable!” I hissed down at her, anger and lust warring deep inside me. “I was trying to help you!”

“And like I said on the phone” —she tore her arm from my grasp and stood toe-to-toe with me, her chest pressing against mine with each harsh breath— “I didn’t need your goddamn help!”

I gripped her by the hair roughly, making her wince. “Fine,” I snarled, bringing my face closer to hers. “Next time, I’ll just let them fucking kill you!”

“Good! You do that!” she growled.

I glared at her. She glared right back. Sexual tension snapped the air taut between us. My body was on goddamn fire, the rush of adrenaline from battle soaring through me, making it impossible for me to fight against the magnetic pull she had over me.

I smashed my lips onto hers in a rough kiss, full of fire and lust. She moaned, kissing me back harder, her hands coming up to grip the sides of my face.

Or so I thought.

Instead, her hands wrapped around my goddamn throat and she squeezed, fuckingchokingme. I snarled into her mouth, my grip on her hair tightening to the point where she winced again, but she didn’t let go.

Neither did I.

The kiss turned violent, our teeth clashing as our bodies rammed into the wall. Into the furniture. We clawed at one another without breaking the kiss, tearing at each other’s clothes. I yanked down her pants roughly. She ripped off mysuit jacket, her hands disappearing under my shirt a moment later. Her nails scratched down my fucking chest, hard enough to cause a flash of pain, and I groaned.

Fuck, she felt so good, pleasure already shooting down my goddamn spine from just her kiss alone.

“I fucking hate you,” she moaned into my mouth at the same time she climbed up my body, placing her hot, fucking pussy right over my hard, aching cock.

“Good,” I grunted, using one hand to undo my pants and pull my cock out. “Because I hate you, too,” I groaned, impaling her in one, deep thrust.

Pure fucking ecstasy.

Then I was moving, hammering into her with fast, deep strokes. Pleasure built fast within me, her tight little pussy squeezing my cock so good, so fucking tight.

Autumn arched into me, her hips meeting me thrust for thrust. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was stunning. Gorgeous, flushed skin. Emerald eyes swallowed up with desire. Teeth biting into her rosy lips.

“Fucking hell. Why do you feel so good?” she whined, clawing at my skin.

I didn’t say anything because I was wondering the exact same thing. The feel of her wrapped around me… It was excruciatingly glorious.

An image flashed before my eyes. An image I’d thought of a lot, and I couldn’t help myself. I fucked her hard, never slowing down, never wavering as I pulled out a knife and held it to her throat.

Her eyes blazed with fire, and she moaned, long and deep.

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