Page 29 of Vengeful Union

“Fuck it,” he snarls, as his hand slides into my hair and tangles in it.

“What?” I ask, utterly confused.

He tugs hard, and my head falls backward. Before I can even react, his mouth slams down on mine.

His tongue slides past my lips, and his grip on my hair tightens. He swallows my whimper and continues to savage my mouth. His lips are brutal against mine; bruising, painful, tempting.

I sink against him, unable to hold back anymore. My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

My stomach clenches as I’m swept away by the sheer dominance of Finn. I don’t have it in me to pull away from the kiss, to end it before it goes too far.

His hand slides down my back, the heat from it only adding to the fire that’s burning like an inferno inside of me already. It moves south, until it palms my ass, pushing me against his thickening length.

I moan deeply, the sound muffled by his mouth, and my fingernails claw at his neck. I can’t get enough of him. I need more.

He tears his mouth away from mine, and I bite my lip to stop the whimper that rises at the loss of him. He presses his forehead against mine.

“I warned you, Dest, that you didn’t want to push me.” His breathing is ragged. “Next time, I won’t be stopping.”

I run my tongue over my lip, still able to taste him. “I didn’t ask you to stop, did I?”

He grunts as he takes a step back from me. “Soon, princess,” he says gruffly, before walking out of the room.

I stare at the door he’s just gone through, wondering how the hell I’m supposed to keep my distance when I want him more than I’d ever dare to admit.

He’s trouble, and I have a feeling that his brand of it could be deadly.

12

Finn

Two weeks later

"You're angrier than usual," Jacob says as he hands me a tumbler of whiskey. "She's got you tied up in knots."

I glare at him. "No, she doesn't. This fucking situation doesn't sit right with me."

There's more to Destiny and her past than meets the eye. Her relationship with her father is combative, but the hatred she has for James Carter is the real eye opener. She's good at hiding her rage for her old man, but I see the flash of anger whenever he's mentioned, and I have a feeling it goes deeper than the bastard trying to sell her.

"Yeah, I get that, but it's a fuck of a lot more than that, Finn." His stare is hard. "You're protective of her."

I scoff at his words, yet I know they ring true. If I felt nothing for the ice princess, I would have left her in the basement of the house I use for headquarters while in Philly. But I didn't. Instead, I brought her to my home, the one I use to relax, and surrounded her with the men I trust most. That alone is telling.

"Right..." he draws out. "So, if I went into her room and fucked her..." The smirk on his face makes me want to jump across the table and strangle the fuck. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Your fists are balled, and you look like you want to slit my throat. You want her; just admit it. Fuck her and then get rid."

I down the amber liquid in one swallow, enjoying the burn as the whiskey makes its way down my throat.

"Think about it," he says as he gets to his feet. "You need your head in the game. We all know Carter won’t take being beaten to a pulp lying down. No doubt he'll have told his men that you broke in and stole Destiny."

"Yeah, and they're going to come. And when they do, we'll be ready for them," I growl.

We're all waiting for the day they turn up. We'll be taking them all out. Our goal is to wipe out the entire Carter organization once and for all. My mind is filled with constant thoughts of what's happening with Destiny. Her father's gone to ground. He hasn't been seen or heard from in the past month. I don’t trust it. That bastard’s up to something.

"It's been over a month,"he says as he walks toward the door. "Do you really think they give a fuck?" He turns and raises a brow. "If that was your daughter," he shakes his head, "there's not a man who wouldn't already be hunting the bastard who took her."

I watch as he leaves the room. He made a valid point. Where the fuck are the men who watched Destiny grow up—who have been part of her life since she was a child? Why the fuck are they not doing anything to find her?

I need answers, and there's only one person who has them.

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