Page 49 of Hayes
I growl at her possessiveness. The only good thing about the deal I made is that it will be clear to everyone that Lilith is mine—fucking mine.
But she’s not.
I push that voice out. She will be. She has to be. I won’t let her go. I won’t let the Retribution Kings have her.
“Take me to bed,” Lilith says, her voice sultry and sweet. I know she’s doing it for my benefit. She’s giving me permission to take her to the bed where the Retribution Kings are waiting for us.
“No, I want you right here.” I lean in and capture her lips with mine as my hands slide down the curves of her body.
She arches into me, unable to stop her body from reacting to my touch. Her nails slide down my back, no doubt drawing blood and leaving a mark I will wear with honor as she claims me as hers.
Suddenly, she shoves me hard.
“Take. Me. To. Bed,” she growls.
My shoulders slump. I’m not sure I can do this.
Her hand softly strokes my cheek, and she nods.
She wants this.
I want this.
Who cares that others are watching?
You don’t ever want to take from her again. You’ve hurt her enough already.
I shake off those thoughts and flash her a seductive grin as I turn on the Hayes that she and the rest of the world are familiar with.
She bites her bottom lip.
I sweep her off the counter, wrapping her legs tight around my waist once again as I carry her to the bedroom.
I nip at her earlobe.
“I’ve been thinking about tasting you again all day. I want to see if you taste as sweet as I remember. If the little whimpers you made when you came were real. If you falling apart will make my world spin again.”
“Hurry,” she whispers.
I grin genuinely.
We make it to the door of the bedroom, and I don’t hesitate. I need to be strong for her once she realizes what’s going on.
A dozen men are standing around the bed. Apparently, testing her in person is more important than making sure none of them end up dead again. There is no way to avoid them seeing us, seeing Lilith.
My throat dries at the thought of them watching her, of them being so close to her. It’s not because I don’t think it’s hot as hell to fuck her while others watch. But I know who these men are, and what they will request of her, what they will do to her. I know the monsters they are.
And as much as we both might want to kill them all, we’d fail. Peter has a security team on standby outside the house. We’d have to take out dozens and dozens of men and still wouldn’t kill enough of the leaders in the Retribution Kings to make a difference when it comes to getting revenge for Lilith. We would die, and it would all be for nothing.
Lilith kisses me hot and heavy, not holding back, dragging my mind and body back to her and away from the dark abyss. My mind is barely even acknowledging that there are men in the room with us, watching us, ready to pounce if we make a wrong move. She knew what awaited us, even if I didn’t speak the words out loud.
We fall onto the bed, with me on top of her. I try to shield her for as long as I can, but they are fucking everywhere. There is no hiding this time.
My arms tremble slightly, and my eyes widen, begging her to find a way out of this. For her to plead with me to let her go. If she said she couldn’t do this, then I’d find a way for her to escape. I’d do anything to protect her from this.
Instead of whispers begging me to help her, I see lust-filled eyes as she drags her tongue across her bottom lip.
“Make me come, Hayes. Let’s put on a show for these bastards.” Her seductive, vengeful grin is almost my undoing.
