Chapter 33
When we get back to the table, we look to Bexley for answers. We need to be free of the area, but we trust Dodge to handle it. When she didn’t come back from the bathroom, I was worried we’d pushed her too far, so I grabbed my brothers and went after her.
I honestly never expected there to be dead bodies, but I guess I should have.
“What happened?” Kane asks, looking at her with concern rather than annoyance. The last time I killed someone in public, he beat my ass black and blue, but when she does it, he looks like she went off to war without him.
Favoritism, but I suppose I can understand it.
“Hired mercs.” She shrugs like it’s an everyday occurrence. With her, it might be. “I didn’t have time to ask who hired them before they tried to kill me, but I can guess. The mole is trying to cover their tracks. They are desperate, which means we are getting close.”
“Damn it,” I grumble as I gulp my drink. I’m antsy, and there is this tight feeling in my chest. I don’t like that she’s in danger because of us, not that I would dare speak those words out loud to her. I don’t have a death wish. “Are you okay?”
“Like they could even touch me.” She chuckles as she looks around.
“It was a bold choice. It means they knew you were coming. They are someone close, but getting rid of me wouldn’t have been enough.
No, something else is happening.” She frowns as she plays with her glass before grabbing the bottle of liquor that turned up while she was gone.
I needed something to take the edge off after dancing with her.
Having her rub up on me like that was the best kind of torture.
I grab it and glare at her. “Not this. It’s mine,” I tell her. “I got you the wine.”
“You won’t even share? What a prick,” she grouses.
Neo chuckles as he plays with a strand of her hair, but I see his finger shaking. It seems we were all worried about her. “It’s his favorite. He doesn’t share it with anyone.”
Something in her eyes tightens as she watches me. “Is that common knowledge?”
Is she jealous? How cute. I guess I could give her some.
“Yeah, why?” I respond as I take a big gulp.
She shakes her head and looks around, but her eyes seem to catch on something. When I follow her gaze, I notice her staring at the pale bartender who quickly turns when he’s caught watching us.
“How many of those have you had?” she demands briskly.
“A few. He pounded a couple after you danced. Why?” Kane responds, his eyes sharp as he sits up.
Frowning, I lift my glass as I look between them, not following the logic.
“Don’t.” She deftly snatches it from me, eyeing me anxiously. “How do you feel?”
“Fine,” I reply, reaching for it, but my hand misses it, making my lips tilt down in a confused frown. Reaching over with furrowed eyebrows, she presses her hand to my forehead and hisses. “Shit, he’s burning up. He’s been drugged.”
“Drugged?” My voice sounds odd, and I giggle. “You drugged me? I knew you were flirting with me!”
She turns to Kane, ignoring me, which makes me pout.
“The bartender. Stop him and lock the rest of this place down. We need to get Zayn upstairs, cool him down, and find out what he ingested,” she orders.
She looks so pretty when she’s angry. I reach for her to feel her soft cheeks, but then everyone moves swiftly, too fast for me to track.
Ignoring the hive of activity, I reach for her, sighing as I nuzzle into her fragrant neck.
My dick hardens as I try to pull her closer.
I want to climb inside of her so we can be together forever.
“Zayn, focus, okay?” She grabs my face. Giggling, I poke her cheek.
“So soft. Is all of you soft?” I whisper, and she blinks. I press my nose to her cheek and inhale again. “You smell so good.”
“Hold on.” She pushes me away, turning to talk to someone, but she’s all I can focus on as I fall into her. The heat inside swells until I burn. What was once comfortable warmth is now setting me alight. I can’t catch my breath, and my cock is so hard, I tremble.
“It hurts,” I whisper, lifting my hips to relieve pressure as my pants dig into my hard-on. “Baby, it hurts,” I whine as I reach for her, looking for comfort.
Turning back to me, she smiles softly, even as her eyes are tight. Is she mad at me? I don’t like that.
“I know. Come on.” I’m up, stumbling on my feet, and the world spins around me, so I close my eyes.
My stomach rebels as the world whirls until her scent reaches me.
I bury my face in that softness, and everything is alright until there’s a ding, and then we are moving again.
I focus on her scent, ignoring the voices around me as I hear another beep, and then I’m tossed down on something soft.
I open my eyes, but the lights are too bright, making them water. It’s hot, so hot. We’re in a room. A hotel room? Good, I need her. I reach for her, but she dances away, watching me worriedly.
“Baby,” I beg as I fall backward. The heat becomes unbearable, until my brain won’t work. My cock presses against my pants, throbbing for release, my heart beats so fast, I feel like I will die, and my skin is too tight.
I rip at my clothes until my jacket and shirt are off. My pants are too tight, so I tear them open as my back arches off the bed. Even the brush of the air against my skin is too much to handle. I grab my dick, needing relief. It’s the only thought I have now.
“Jesus, brother!” Neo yells, but it fades as I pump my length.
“Wait, did you roofie him? I thought it was poison,” Bexley scoffs, but her voice is far away. “Yo, asshole, what drug is this?” I hear a slap, but I’m lost in the heat burning me alive.
“A new one. I don’t know much about it. It’s supposed to incapacitate your opponent, and they lose impulse control. It’s like Viagra on crack,” an unfamiliar voice replies, but the rest is swallowed by a pain so deep, I bellow and writhe in the bed, my hand falling from my aching dick.
“We need to help him,” Kane mutters as my eyes open. They swim above me as I reach for Bexley.
“So help him,” she says, slapping my hands away, and I roll with a whine, grinding my hips into the bed for relief.
“He’s my brother,” someone mutters. “Please, please help him.”
“Get a guard too,” she snaps.
“I can’t let them see him like this. Bexley, he’s suffering.”
“Damn it, get a hooker,” she responds.
“Baby,” I whine, reaching for her again, and her face softens as she looks at me.
“I won’t force you, hellion. We can figure something else out,” Kane responds, and she looks from me to him as the wave of heat engulfs me again.
“Shh, okay,” she murmurs. I didn’t even know I was making a noise, but her hands cradle my face. They feel like ice, and the relief is instantaneous. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.” She hardens her voice. “Clear the room.”
There’s a scuffle then a bang, and she smiles at me as she slides her hands down my overheated neck. I stretch it out and lift my hips, needing more. “It hurts,” I whimper.
“Goddamn it!” I hear her yell, and I’m flipped. Hands grab mine and press them down above me. I turn my head up to see a stern-faced Kane there before someone kicks my legs open, with Bexley standing between them.
“I know. I’ll make it better;” she promises, sliding her hands down my chest until her fingers circle my cock.
Her icy touch makes me yell, and pleasure explodes through me, draining me until I slump, but the heat doesn’t stay gone for long and I whine, lifting my hips into her hand, still hard and hurting.
“Shh, it’s okay,” she assures me, then she presses her mouth to mine before gliding her lips down my neck. She licks and kisses a trail of heat, and my desire increases.
Her tongue flicks my nipple, and even that slight pressure is enough for me to explode up from the bed.
Kane grunts, holding me down. Humming, she sucks my nipple into her mouth before licking over my chest, and that has my balls drawing up, my hips lifting as I urge her to give me more.
Her lips curve against my skin as she kisses down my chest to my dick.
The moment her hand wraps around the base, my back arches in ecstasy.
Pleasure consumes me, and then her lips slip around my cock.
Panting, I look down, trying to regain control, but the heat swallows me as she envelops me down to her hand, her cheeks hollow.
The light, wet heat of her mouth is so incredible, my eyes roll back in my head, and I can’t hold back.
I pump into her mouth, moving my hips hard and fast. I force her to take it as I thrust down her throat.
My balls draw up as acid drips down my spine, and then it explodes out of me and into her.
Grunting, she swallows my release as I slump, whining as my cock slips from her mouth. Her lips are swollen as she stares down at me, but the heat is still there, and my dick is hardening again.
“Fuck,” Neo growls. “Does he need pussy or sedation?”
“No, I won’t fuck him, not while he’s drugged. I won’t do that to him, even if he wants me when he’s sober. He can’t consent. I’ll help, but I won’t take that from him,” she explains as she strokes my chest softly.
“Baby,” I beg, and she grips my cock, pumping me again. Pleasure obliterates everything else but her touch.
Driven by need and madness, I rip my hands away from Kane and grab her. She yelps in surprise as I toss her above me and pin her to the bed, grinding my hips into her ass as her face is pressed into the bedding.
I feel hands trying to haul me back, but I snarl and fight them as she manages to roll and glare at me.
The glint of something sharp presses against my neck.
“No.” It’s one word, but it invades my desire-riddled brain, and I sag, letting them haul me off her.
I hang between my brother’s hands, my hard cock dripping with her saliva.
My chest heaves as I eye her hungrily as she sits up before sliding to the end of the bed.
“I’m sorry. It hurts,” I whisper as some sanity returns, but the heat and pain remain.
“I know. It’s okay.” She slips from the bed and drops to her knees, cupping my face and kissing me.
It starts soft, my lips numb and unmoving because I’m scared of hurting her, but she grips my face and forces my jaw open.
Her tongue slides inside and wraps around mine, tasting every inch of my mouth and forcing me to kiss her back.
She groans into my mouth, pressing closer, and I kiss her so hard, I taste blood, then my arms are free, but I don’t reach for her. She, however, pushes me backward.
My back hits the carpet, and she moves away for a second.
Before my eyes can open, I feel hot, warm, naked skin against mine, and my eyes widen as I look down to see her removing her blazer and pressing her naked chest to mine.
Trailing her fingers down my arm, she grabs my hand and lifts it, pressing it to her breast. I squeeze the perfect handful as my hips lift, grinding into her stomach as she kisses me.
I groan in ecstasy as she straddles me, pressing my dick to her cunt through her pants. I feel her heat, and I can’t take it.
I grind into her. It’s all I can do to stop myself, even as I moan into her mouth as I pinch her nipples and squeeze her breasts as I let the heat flow from me to her.
I buck below her, groaning into her mouth like an animal until I explode.
I feel my release blast through me, but the heat still doesn’t abate, and I whine.
Soothing me with her kiss, she rocks above me, sliding my hands down her skin.
Before I know it, I cry out her name and come again.
It hurts this time, and when the pleasure floats away, I’m exhausted.
Slumping down, she lies on my chest and strokes my face before moving away. I reach for her, and I’m lifted and carefully placed back on the bed. She lies next to me, caressing my head and cheeks as I pant. I still feel feverish and strange, but exhaustion consumes me now.
When my body finally cools, I bury my head into the bed and let the darkness claim me.