Page 44 of Ruthless Souls

I could listen to him talk for hours. Especially when he talked dirty. His mouth should come with a damn warning. “Does that mean we’ll do it all over again?”

He smirked, then pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “It means you’re mine now.”

It was all I ever wanted.

To be seen by him.

And though it all seemed to move so quickly, I wasn’t going to push him away. No, I was letting this happen. Let him own me the way men in this club owned women when they truly felt for them.

A loud knock at the door made me jump, and we both turned our heads to see who was opening the door.

Rodney peeked his head inside, and when he made eye contact with both of us, he let out a heavy sigh. “Tiny wasn’t joking.”

Fender shook his head and pushed himself up to lean back against the headboard, and while he wasn’t ashamed, I hid under the blanket. Also…how did Tiny know about this?

“Need something?” Fender asked. He placed his hand on my thigh and squeezed it gently, like he was reassuring me that this situation was fine.

“I’m headed over to the hospital. Prez is awake. You coming too?” Rodney asked, his eyes meeting mine every few seconds.

I was peeking at him from under the covers which were pulled up to my nose. I was still naked and this room smelled like sweat and sex. There was no reason for me to hide. He knew exactly what happened between Fender and me.

“Yeah, coming.”

Rodney nodded and looked at me again, then he let out another sigh. “Your uncle’s not gonna be happy about this.”

“She’s a damn adult. She doesn’t need her uncle’s approval,” Fender announced. His fingers dug deeper into my skin, then they moved up until he touched my clit.

I pressed my thighs together, but his fingers were strong enough to keep them apart enough for him to play with my clit. Rodney was still standing there, and I really needed him to move.

“Anything else?” Fender snapped.

Rodney shook his head, and without looking at me again, he closed the door.

I covered my face with both hands and exhaled heavily as a wave of shame came over me.

I heard Fender chuckle, and he kept his fingers on my clit as I looked up at him with a scowl. “What’s so funny?”

His smirk grew bigger. “The fact that this will happen a lot from now on.”

Perfect.

At least I had something to look forward to.

Chapter 21

REMEDY

I stayed in bed for ten more minutes after Fender left, and when I got up to find my clothes, I was shocked at how dirty the sheets were.

There was dried blood where I had lain, and other spots of whatever fluid that was. Couldn’t have been Fender’s cum. After he had pulled out, he carefully pulled off his condom and made a knot at the top so nothing would leak out, then he disposed of it.

I stared at the sheets for a moment, feeling excited about the fact that he had taken my virginity. He took it but didn’t run like some other men in this club would’ve done.

I couldn’t leave the bed like that. I changed the sheets and put the dirty ones in the washer downstairs. When I left the washroom to go back upstairs, Perla was standing at the top, frowning down at me. “Why was there blood on those sheets?” she asked. She looked worried.

“I got my period,” I lied, surprised at how quickly I came up with that when I would’ve normally stuttered and struggled to lie.

She raised a brow. “You slept up there last night?”

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