Page 16 of King of Depravity

But trapped like this, I start to feel frightened again. “You’re scaring me.”

He eases back the slightest bit. “I’m never interested in women like this. I can’t leave it alone.”

I’d like to tell him that it’s not my problem, but Killian will make it my problem. “I’ve never even given a blowjob. I haven’t any idea how.” It’s the worst reason ever, but we’re on multiple rounds of this conversation.

“I’ll teach you.” His mouth is pressed to my ear.

But I shake my head. This is wrong. I don’t even want a regular guy to have power over me. I’m not giving it to someone like Killian. “No.”

His hand comes to my shoulder. “Yes.”

“No, Killian,” I start but he’s pushing me down, my knees buckling under his hand. Last night, I didn’t have to do anything. But this…getting down on my knees, this is my worst nightmare.

I grip his shirt, my ragged cry filling the space between us and I say the word I haven’t uttered in years. “Please, Killian.Pleasedon’t do this.” And then my knees buckle and I end up exactly where I begged him not to put me. But the air won’t fill my lungs, I feel like I’m drowning.

I’m trying to breathe but I’m hyperventilating instead, tears filling my eyes.

“What the fuck?” he rumbles and reaches down, his hands in my armpits as he pulls me back up. “What is wrong with you?”

“So much,” I answer, as I close my eyes, allowing the wall and Killian’s hands to hold my weight. “Leave me be, Killian. I’m asking you topleaseleave me be.”

But that’s when a male laugh filters down the hall, followed by sharp words called in Russian.

I stiffen, wondering which one of them is coming, when Killian melts into the shadows.

Did he just leave me? Motherfu?—

I try to get my legs to work, but I’m still leaning against the wall when Alexander rounds the corner and stops when he sees me there.

He smiles, showing all his teeth, before he starts coming right for me.

CHAPTERSIX

Killian

I knowthat fucker wants to make a playground out of Chloe. Granted, that’s what I want too, but I won’t actually hurt her. I don’t think.

It’s an interesting realization, and I cock my head as I ponder. When did that happen? When did I decide that I wasn’t going to break her?

I didn’t like the sound of her cry, or the way she said please, like I was about to slit her throat. There is a particular way people who are about to die beg…like there is no ego left, only a plea for humanity. I’m normally immune, but I don’t like the sound when Chloe makes it.

My teeth grind together.

Chloe tries to push off the wall, but wilts against it again, when her heels won’t quite support her.

Alexander strides toward her, as he licks at the corner of his mouth like he’s about to devour her.

Fuck.

If I step out of the shadows, the Russians will know I’m here. That will be it. No more using this location to watch. To listen.

But if he touches Chloe…

I could kill him.

His death would put the Russians on notice that someone was hunting them. But if he dares to put his hands on her again…

He stops right in front of her, her chin notching up, her eyes wide with fear and glossy from her tears.

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