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The plans cemented in my stomach. Both Isis and I hated the idea of kidnapping Faline, although my goddess reasoned that Faline could more than handle it with the way she was raised by her mafia family.

The rest of the night progressed, and Hades and Rane promised to meet up soon once Slade conducted reconnaissance on Faline. Find out her movements. Where she went. Lived. Ate. Friends. Home. When the time was right, Slade and Zethan would nab her, and draw out Colton with the help of Hades and Rane, then gut him like a damn fish. Maybe Slade and Zethan would get lucky before that and run into the bastard when scoping her. End him and this exhausting war.

Back at our house, I slid my feet out of my heels, rubbing away the ache in the ball of my foot. Alaric came to my aid, unzipping the back of my dress, and peeling it off my shoulders, the material making a soft patter as it hit the carpet. My sweet mate lifted me onto Slade’s bed and crouched in front of me, massaging my feet.

“Happy with how the night and plans played out?” I groaned out the question, my head lolling forward from the pleasurable pressure Alaric applied to my soles.

Slade popped his buttons loose and jerked his shirt off his massive shoulders. “Disappointed I don’t get to witness Cupid fuck up Colton’s love cord and drive him crazy.”

Typical Slade response. He didn’t just want to beat an enemy, he wanted to crush them, make them lose everything, leave them at their weakest and then smoke a cigar as they lifted a gun to their temple.

“Hades and Rane are better than nothing,” Zethan reminded, struggling to unknot his tie, getting help from Castor, and damn, I really liked those two together. “Hades alone will be a formidable ally.”

“Asshole better cooperate and not be a pain in the ass.” Slade grabbed his quilt and dragged it to the foot of his bed. “I don’t wanna talk business anymore.”

Heat ignited at the base of our bond like a lit fuse of dynamite that burned all the way to the stick, charging a detonation between my legs.

Slade crawled onto the bed behind me, clasping my armpits, sliding me across his mattress.

“Get your ass into bed, Nurse A.” He rolled me onto my stomach. The slap on my behind echoed throughout the room. “You’ve had me hard all night wearing that dress, and I want you to feel pain for making my balls ache.”

CHAPTER25

Aaliyah

Pain.Pleasure. I was lost to it. Slave to it.

Slade treated my neck to scorching kisses, hard, rough, full of fire, domination, and the will to conquer, weakening any chance of my defense. His eyes burned red-hot, like a flaming sword carving through my chest, straight to defeat my heart.

Castor nipped and sucked his way along the soft skin of my nape, tracing ancient letters with his tongue, branding me his forever. His cock teased more mysteries across my ass, begging for my silken heat to encase him, entomb his words for all time.

Alaric pressed me in on the left, laving at every pulse point along my arm, each tender exploration setting me on fire. Where Slade’s will was plunder and destroy, Alaric’s was the complete opposite. Treasure, polish, and display me like the world’s most precious jewel. I swiped my thumb across his full, sensuous lips, earning a soft groan and my finger disappearing into his warm heat.

Zethan’s hooded gaze panned my body, making my body steam up, his body locking me in, completing my circle of men. Fangs extended, he nipped at my shoulder, soft at first, then harder, and I squirmed from all the nerves electrifying at once. I had no hope against these men when they held my body captive to their will and quest for pleasure.

Every day my love for these four men grew. A seed planted in the blood and ash of my father’s death, left with little to flourish. Root system burned by betrayal and fueled by vengeance, sprouting from the ashes into darkness and uncertainty, searching for sunlight and nourishment, feeding from the strength of my mates. Maturing into a beautiful rose, silken, enticing yet cunning and dangerous with its thorns and fight. Beauty amid the brutality of my men.

Slade’s fingers possessively curled around my neck. “You’re gonna get tag-teamed by me and Daddy first, sugar,” he purred menacingly against my neck, lying his tongue flat on my skin, dragging a savage line up to my ear, searing me. “Alternately sucking off the other two, get ‘em ready to take over your pussy when we’re finished.”

My body temperature jumped another ten degrees, and I unleashed a long groan that gave them permission. I loved it when they used me, fucked me dirty, turning my body to molten pleasure.

“Any objections, sugar?” Slade growled. “Send them to your solicitor, here.” He grabbed Castor’s neck, squeezing, forcing them to meet gazes. Two smoldering predators competing for the prize of the prey. “You’re ours, and we’ll do what we want with you. There’s no legal loophole for you.”

Fuck, yes.

My pussy ached from the threat, and I groaned again, granting them permission to fulfill their every desire and mine. After a rocky and suspicious start, I now trusted them complicitly, and knew they wouldn’t hurt me, no matter what they promised.

Slade straddled me over his hips while Castor crawled to the bed’s edge, collecting lube and a toy from the bedside table, bringing them back to me.

My fiery mate adjusted my hand from his chest to his rock-hard cock, curling my fingers around his shaft, driving them up and down his velvet rod. “You want this, sugar? Tell me how much.”

“I want it so bad I’m burning.” My words came out stuttered and breathy.

“You didn’t touch my cock once tonight.” Slade’s low, gravelly voice burned a straight line from my chest to my pussy, a fire with no hope of ever being put out. “Do you know what it’s like to be hard and aching for you without your touch?” Tingles radiated outwards at the graze of his sexy beard.

“No.” I rocked against his length for more friction because he punished me and refused to touch me where I needed it the most.

I whimpered when his fingers dug into my hair, tugging my head back, exposing my neck for the sharp sting of pain from his bite.

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