Page 121 of Rebel Heart

I’d been a mother for less than twenty-four hours, and I already loved this baby enough to sacrifice anything for their happiness.

It was a pity Riva had never loved Vaughn like that.

I’d given him a hard time for not comforting her after Karmichael had gone away, but now I realized he just knew her better.

She hadn’t deserved his sympathy.

My heart tore at the thought of Vaughn and Kian and Fang at home, wondering where I was, waiting up for me, panic setting in each minute I didn’t return.

I fought against the restraints, but it was useless.

But I refused to panic.

It was there, simmering away below the surface, ready to consume me like it had in the past.

But this time, I would control it. I would think clearly, and I would fight.

I would fight right up until my last dying breath if that’s what it took.

Caleb would die before the clock struck midnight.

Or I would.

40

FANG

“Admit it,” Kian called over his shoulder. “You like living here with us better than living at the MC.”

I leaned on the bathroom doorway, watching him down on his hands and knees, scrubbing the clawfoot bathtub. “I like that it’s clean here, I’ll give you that.”

Vaughn paused beside me, overhearing the conversation. “Didn’t the cleaner come yesterday? Why are you even doing that?”

Kian stood and rolled his eyes. “That woman needs to be fired. That tub was not clean. I think I just found your pubes in the drain.”

I screwed up my face at Vaughn. “You take baths?”

He raised one eyebrow at me. “You don’t?”

I gestured down at my long legs. “I don’t exactly fit well.” Though to be fair, Vaughn wasn’t that much shorter than me, and the tub was huge.

I eyed it critically, trying to figure out if there was a way I could fit in there.

Preferably with Pix on my lap.

I had to swallow, just thinking about getting her sweet body naked, wet, and soapy. Gliding my hands up and down her spine, gripping her ass and guiding her onto my cock submerged beneath the warm water.

Kian threw a rubber glove at me. “Don’t go getting any ideas. I don’t need anyone else’s body hair—or anything else—to clean out.”

Vaughn stepped in and bent to kiss Kian on the mouth. “Get up off your knees before I start thinking about other things you can do while you’re down there.”

Kian looked around Vaughn’s leg at me. “Fang is here.”

“Fang has seen you suck me off before, you know.”

“Not when Rebel isn’t here. He might not be into it when it’s just you and me.”

They both turned to me with interest.

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