Page 260 of Quinlan

“You got some on you.” Quinlan looks at my arm. At the drop of gasoline that’s missed Aria’s mouth and landed on my forearm.

“That bothers you?”

Her eyes are wide as she gazes at me. Smiling. “No.”

“Me either.” I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear.

Then I watch the drop of gas trickling down my forearm and onto the floor. All while Aria gurgles and coughs. Chokes and sputters.

Unpleasant noises from an unpleasant person.

“Quinlan, please, talk to them,” Rex, who hears Aria struggling for air, shouts. “Kid, I didn’t do anything. Tell them to let me go. Dad needs me.”

Quinlan turns her head to him. Slow. Not because she can’t stand the sight of him. Not because she’s scared of him.

The movement reminds me of a predator. Her eyes squint in Rex’s direction, despite him being hidden by Rome’s large frame.

“Rome.”

“No.” My friend stands tall, refusing to get out of the way. He’s protecting her.

“But our little flame doesn’t need protecting.” I bend to kiss her temple. “Does she?”

“I’m good.” Without averting her gaze, she squeezes my filthy forearm. Growls.

“Quinlan.” A threat. Coming from Rex.

Now it’s my turn to gaze past Rome’s shoulder. I look at Rex. And I’m furious.

So is Damien. He keeps the cloth on Aria’s face, shouting over his shoulder. “Don’t you dare say her name again.”

“Fuck you.”

“I can handle that.” Damien winks at Quinlan. “I will indeed fuck her by the end of the day.”

She blushes, her eyelids fluttering at Damien while Rex curses. Her brow furrows when her half-brother won’t shut up, her head snapping in his direction. Fuck, her fury is hot. It even sends a chill up my spin. Damien’s expression grows solemn at the sight, his eyes darkening.

“What would it be, sweetheart?” Rome hasn’t moved, shielding her whether she likes it or not. “You want us to let him go?”

A smirk quirks on Quinlan’s lips. A wicked one. When Rex screams another, “Please,” it’s obvious he senses the shift in her.

Unlike me, she can be as unhinged as much as she’d like. Let loose. Nothing will happen to her when she’s losing it while we’re around.

Before she answers, her attention shifts to Rome’s face. “Never.”

Rome nods. “I’ll handle him, then.”

He spins on his heel, still blocking Rex from Quinlan’s view. I take her face in my hands while Aria squeals and screams. I do that because I have to kiss her. I do it so she won’t have to look at her half-brother while Rome shuts him up with a duct-tape from the metal table.

As she kisses me back, I give her everything I have. Damien leans in, one of his hands curling around the back of her neck, pushing her to me. Together, we spare her from looking at that fuckface. Together, we coax pleasured sounds out of her.

Until I hear the duct tape tear and Rex’s screams are silenced. Until Rome is back.

Damien releases her at the same time I do, the three of us breathing hard. My cock throbs for her swollen lips to wrap around it.

But two people who should be dead are still alive. I can fuck her face later.

Iwillfuck her face later.

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