Page 39 of As Thick As Thieves

“Don’t act like you weren’t begging me for more,” I grumbled, my muscles tensing as Penn moved closer to squat beside Cruz, her soft hand moving to my leg as she inspected the wound.

“What happened?” she asked quietly, her concerned eyes flicking up to mine. She looked so good at my feet like this, and I almost fisted her hair and demanded her to choke on my cock.

“Don’t worry about it,” I snarled instead, defiance shining in her eyes as she gripped my leg firmly, her finger pressing against the wound and making me hiss out a breath.

“Tell me.”

Cruz snickered, getting to his feet. “He went on a job alone the other night and got eaten by a Doberman. He hasn’t been looking after it since I got here. I’ll be back, I need to raid the cupboards for bandages.”

“Bathroom cupboard,” she replied absently, staring at my leg. Her touch softened again, but her posture went rigid as I spoke.

“Since you’ve seen mine and feel the need to inspect it, show me yours.”

“Oh, you don’t—”

I grabbed her arm and hauled her to her feet, grabbing the back of her shirt to shove it out of the way. I glared at the bandages covering her back, taking the corner and peeling it back to reveal angry slashes across her skin. I peeled it back even more, hating that she tried to flinch away from me. She was ashamed, it rolled off her in waves.

She had nothing to be ashamed of, she was gorgeous.

Drake was eyeing me cautiously, waiting for me to say something cruel because normally I would. I’d spent the past month wishing death on this girl, but I’d do anything to keep her the fuck away from the Devil now.

I fixed her bandage and shirt, turning her to face me before taking her chin in my fingers.

“It’s cute that he thought he could break you. If I can’t, he can’t.”

“He did break me,” she whispered, my grip tightening on her chin.

“No, he didn’t. Do you know how I know?” She shook her head, waiting for me to continue. “Because you’re here and you look like a queen.” Her eyes watered and I scowled. “Don’t be a little bitch. Why are you getting emotional on me? You—”

Her arms wrapped around me as she burrowed into my chest, her voice quiet. “I’m allowed to be a little bitch, asshole.”

“Only when you’re in my bed. You get the same rules as Drake,” I chuckled, loving how she tried to get even closer to me. “You like that idea?”

“I like making you lose control. Do you know how much power comes with that?” she asked, peering over at Drake. “Right? I bet you love it too.”

He grinned, moving towards us to kiss her temple. “Whether I have Knox’s monster cock in my ass, or you bouncing on my lap, I will always feel powerful. You guys are fucking hot and you’re both mine.”

Cruz joined us and Penn instantly snatched the bandages and ointment from his hands, dropping to the ground. “I can do it.”

When I didn’t argue with her, Cruz shrugged. “As long as it gets done. I’m going to clean up a little so Penn’s new big brother doesn’t kick us all out, then I think we should do something fun.”

“A gangbang?” Drake offered, making me scoff.

“I don’t want to see Cruz’s dick.”

“You won't, it’ll be buried in our girl,” Drake laughed, dodging me as I took a swipe at him.

“Stay still!” Penn scolded. “Can we go to the track or something? I need to make friends with girls. There’s too much testosterone going around here, and Zavier’s terrible at teaching me girl code.”

I stopped moving, letting her continue cleaning and rebandaging my leg, but I rolled my eyes. “Zavier doesn’t understand girls at all, but you won’t find the type of girls you’re after.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’ll end up hanging around Luna who’s timid as a mouse and hasn’t had enough friends to understand the meaning of girl code, Riley who thinks like a guy and not a girl, or Beckett who doesn’t play by any code. Who the hell do you think you’ll become BFFs with?”

“I like Beckett when she’s not beating me up.”

“She doesn’t do besties, other than Lopez or Zane Evans,” I grunted, a small frown taking over her face as she looked up at me.

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