Page 26 of Treachery

Like a predator sensing a weakness in its prey, Locust dropped his head and took her mouth, commanding it, devouring her lips, conquering her tongue, demanding she give every ounce of her will to him. And she did. She couldn’tnotgive in.

She missed him so much. She missedthisso much. His touch, his kisses, his body as it moved over hers, inside hers, making her come alive even when she felt like she was dying from pleasure. How could this be faked—he felt something for her, he had to; there was no way the erection grinding against her wasn’t real.

He pulled her into him, his granite cock pressing into her soft belly. They both groaned at the friction. He deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue inside the cavern of her mouth to plunder, leaving the sensation of heat and the taste of him behind.

Suddenly, he reared back, breaking the kiss, his breaths heaving.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed. “I could taste you all goddamn day, baby.” His voice was husky, rough, like he’d just surfaced from nearly drowning.

Woozy from the lack of oxygen herself, she could only list to the side, thankful for his hand on her hip keeping her upright against his large, fortified body. She planted her face in his chest, sucking in breaths that carried the aroma of oil and the forest and him, and she closed her eyes against the burn of tearsbehind her eyes. She missed this…so freaking much. Being this close to him, having been ravaged by his kisses, by his body against hers…how could he have ruined that with lies?

Steeling herself for whatever came next, she pulled back. He didn’t drop his arm right away, instead, he brushed a kiss over her lips—once, twice—then over her forehead. For such a hard man, his lips were soft.

God…the man was dangerous to her body…and heart.

Warm, gooey, her legs like noodles, she almost didn’t hear what he said, but once she did, everything came crashing back.

“Pack a bag for a few days, yeah? We’ll drop it by my apartment. I’ll get a prospect to watch this place, make sure your brother doesn’t come back.”

Shaking off the effects of his thorough mouth ravaging, she stared at him, unblinking. He smirked that sexy, panty-melting smirk, like he knew she needed a few extra seconds to crank her brain back on.

Wait….

Pack a bag.Hisapartment? An apartment she hadn’t even been invited to when they’d been “dating”, an apartmenthehadn’t even stayed in the months they were together. And now, suddenly, he was making her pack a bag to take with her so she can stay there? What the hell was happening? A spark of anger lit the embers of hurt still smoldering in her guts. Did Locust honestly think she’d want to stay with him?Him, the man who’d lied to her, seduced her, and broke her heart? Him who had never, not once, taken her to his place, invited her into his space—how had she never realized that before? And that couldn’t be the only red flag she’d missed. What else had he hidden from her, kept from her when he was supposedly all in with her?

But he hadn’t been all in with her; he’d been acting on orders from on high, doing his duty to the club, lying, seducing,invading her privacy—all while she was letting him in, falling in love, planning a future.

Lied…seduced….And he’d just done it again; kissing her, pleasuring her, until she couldn’t think straight—then he’d gone in for the kill, waiting until she was putty in his hands to twist her into doing something she wouldn’t agree to if she weren’t under his sex god spell.

Motherfucker!

With more force than even she anticipated, she planted her hands on his chest, and pushed. Shocked, he stumbled back into the dresser behind him, making the whole thing quake.

His arms out to steady himself, he looked at her, eyes wide and burning with anger, he barked, “What the fuck, babe?”

Shaking in her anger, she pointed at him, her hand trembling. “I’m not going anywhere with you, asshole! What? You think you can kiss me stupid then lay on the sexy biker routine, and I’ll fall right into your hands like I did the first time? You think that I’m so pathetic, all you need to do to get me to comply is kiss me, make me feel like you actually want me, and then the lonely, fat chick will follow right behind you like you’re the goddamn biker Pied Piper? Throw out a kiss, fake like you fucking care, and I’ll pack a bag and go to your place—a place you never even bothered inviting me to before when I actually thought we were a couple.”

As she spoke, his face got harder, his eyes got darker, and his body seemed to get larger, until everything about him vibrated with barely leashed violence. But she wasn’t scared of him. She was too pissed to be scared, anyway.

“I see you’re under a misconception that you have any fucking choice in the matter. Yeah, there’s some shit we need to talk about, to clear the table so we can get back to the good between us, but now isn’t the time. Your brother is in some deepshit…andI need you safe,” he growled that last bit, making the hairs on her arms and back of her neck stand on end.

Hissing out a breath, she planted her hands on her hips, and finished, “You are out of your mind if you think you have any say in my life,Locust. You lost that right when I realized I was a job for you. Your business is with my step-brother. Leave me the hell out of it. Go, leave, don’t come back; I’m done with being your toy, something you use for your duty and amusement.”

Her breath caught at the speed of her pounding heart; she was really, finally, telling him off. She didn’t have time to pat herself on the back, though, because Locust stomped toward her bedroom door, grabbed the knob, and peered at her with such anger in his eyes, she nearly buckled under it.

“Stay in there, then! I’m not leaving until you’re packed and on the back of my motherfucking bike. And believe me, baby, once I get you to my place, I am spanking that ass for being such a brat.”

With that, he swung the door shut, slamming it closed between them.

Shocked, she could only stare, mouth open.

“And baby,” he drawled through the solid core door, “I can stand out here all day.”

She gasped. “You’re crazy!”

At that, he replied, “Crazy about you, about keeping you safe. Pack a bag or you’re stuck in there until you start thinking straight.”

Oh no he fuckingdid not!

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