Page 34 of Siren's Salvation

But Cobra's not done.

He chuckles, shaking his head.

"Damn, Siren. Didn't know you had it in you. Reminds me of the time Octavia went apeshit on that stripper in Reno. Damn, that was a good night."

I struggle against Shiver's hold, my blood still boiling.

"Let go of me," I snarl.

Instead of releasing me, Shiver's hand clamps down on my hip, his fingers digging into my flesh.

Without a word, he starts dragging me away from the scene, toward Kade's old house.

"What the fuck?" I yell, twisting in his grip. "Why are we even going anywhere together?"

Shiver doesn't answer, his jaw clenched tight as he marches us across the lot.

The snow crunches under our boots, the sound grating on my already frayed nerves.

"I asked you a question, asshole," I snap, trying to dig my heels in.

He whirls on me, his eyes blazing. "Shut the fuck up," he growls, his face inches from mine.

The command only fans the flames of my anger.

Who the hell does he think he is? "

You don't have the right to talk to me like that," I spit back, my hands balling into fists at my sides.

In my head, I'm screaming at myself to calm down, to think rationally.

But the rage is too strong, the adrenaline still pumping through my veins.

I want to hit something, someone.

And right now, Shiver's looking like a pretty good target.

To my surprise, he doesn't back down.

Instead, he grabs me by the wrists and shoves me up against the side of the building. "Well, I don't think you're in any position to tell me what to do," he snarls, his breath hot on my face.

I don’t know why, but he’s intoxicating, his anger mixing with mine until I can't think straight.

My heart pounds in my ears, my chest heaving as I stare into his dark eyes.

This close, I can see the flecks of gold in them, swirling like molten lava.

"Fine," I hiss, refusing to be the first to break eye contact. "What? You gonna fuck me against a wall, Shiver? Is that it?"

A smirk curls his lips, a spark of mischief in his eyes. "Sounds like a plan, sweetheart."

Before I can react, he’s pushing us through the door and slamming it behind us.

He shoves my pants around my ankles and drags my panties down with them.

I yelp, shocked by his bruteness.

I’m about to speak up, but my words catch in my throat as his mouth latches on to my clit.

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