I gave him a lazy victory grin as I licked at the blood on my lips, “Are you going to run away from this, too? Who am I kidding, of course, you will.”
His hand circled around my throat, his eyes glaring at me like he was trying to burn me with them right where I was. “Who says I'm running?” The hate and heat mingled around in his eyes before his hand tightened around my throat, pulling my face forward as he slammed his mouth onto mine.
It was all malice and fire between us. No nice, sweet kisses, no soft lips or lingering touches. We were grabbing at each other, digging our nails into each other just to see how much damage we could inflict.
He yanked on my hair, so I raked my nails down his chest. When he bit on my lip, I lunged for his throat, licking and biting my way around his neck as I felt him grow harder and harder between us.
We finally made it to the floor, both our hair in disarray and a few cuts and bruises, but we still kept at it. Finally, he wrestled me to the floor and positioned himself between my thighs. My need was on display, soaking straight through my leggings.
He took a big sniff of the air, pushing down his shorts as his cock sprang out in all its long and thick glory. I almost wanted to give it a lick along its length just to see if it would grow any more. Then I saw him looking down at me with a jackal of a smile. “Looks like someone likes it rough and dirty, or are you going to back out like a coward?”
I lifted my hips and growled back at him, “I can handle more than you got.”
He lunged for me, getting right up into my face, “More than I got, eh? You want fucking more?” His hands went down to my waist, his touch searing me with his fingertips as he gripped both sides of my pants and ripped them down my legs. He pushed two fingers inside me, and we both groaned.
He bent down further, his mouth tugging on my earlobes with his teeth as he said, “More. You want more. What if I don’t want to give you more?”
I yanked my head to the side, ripping my earlobe from his teeth, the pain a delicious contrast to what his fingers were doing down below, and I felt myself clench down on him. “Then don’t,” I said with a lot more fire than my body wanted me to say. My body was desperate for him to finish what he started, but my mind was, like, fuck you, motherfucker.
“Then get up and walk out of here with your dick tucked between your legs like we both know you would.” His nostrils flared for a second, his eyes looking down at me like I was the bane of his existence, but I still saw the heat, the passion in them, so I followed with, “Or you can give me what we both want right now. Meeting me in the middle as equals. No strings, no catch afterward. Just this.”
I expected him to answer me, to say something snarky back. I got my answer as he shoved his cock into my wet and waiting pussy. My nails dug into his back as I needed to hang on to something. The feel of him filling me up made me gasp, and his mouth found mine to silence me. For a few seconds, we were just on the floor, fully connected, as he kissed me with all the passion that I saw in those eyes a moment ago. Then he picked up the pace.
He lifted up, arms extended with his palms on the floor as he thrusted into me so hard I had to dig my heels into the mat to keep from moving. The only sounds in the room were the slapping of our skin and the whispered moans on our lips as he took me.
“Fuck, why do you have to feel like this?” His words were like a desperate plea to the gods, and I responded by licking up his forearm, tracing his veins with my tongue.
“Fuck!” he yelled as he pushed up onto his knees, his hands sinking into my thighs as he pistoned in and out of me with fervor. He was like an animal, fucking me so hard that my thighs started to shake. It felt so fucking good.
“Yes, Dino. Fuck me harder. Fuck this hole like it’s your last. Rip me apart.” He growled, and this time, it sounded more like a wolf than before. He moved hard and fast, fucking me just like I asked as his hands shoved my thighs open as far as they could go without breaking.
My back bent, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as he hit the spot that had me going over the deep end. He must’ve known it would happen because one of his hands went to my clit, pinching it with two fingers as he flicked the top as fast as he could. Pleasure raced up and down my body before my toes curled, and I cried out my release.
The second my cum came, it was like a trigger for him, and so did he. His cum filled me up as he kept pumping, kept going until my body was so full it started to dribble out.
We both slumped onto the floor. My whole body was singing with satisfaction as my muscles were utterly fatigued and my skin was drenched in sweat. Now that was a fucking workout.
I was still panting, catching my breath from what we had done, when he suddenly got up. Mumbled something about being sorry and then darted out of the room. I was beginning to think that this room and I were not meant to be since men kept fleeing from me.
I took a couple of breaths before I slowly got up. A wonderful soreness of having exquisite sex was there, and I had a hard time hating it. Even if Dino was a dick, even if he hated who I was or what I was about, the cold stone fact was he wanted me. He wanted me badly, and I kept that with me, even if this was to never happen again.
I looked at my ripped leggings. Well, really, Emma’s ripped leggings, and I made a mental note to apologize and get her more when I got a chance. I picked up my shreds of fabric, my shirt was still on, and since it was Duce’s, it was already a little on the long side, only going halfway down my ass, but that would be enough to get me back to his room for a proper shower.
I made my way down the hallway and into Duce’s room without incident since two out of the three men were currently avoiding me. I threw the ripped leggings into the corner of the room, along with the shirt I borrowed, and I heard a buzzing sound.
I checked underneath Duce's mattress where I left my phone, and I saw one text in my inbox. It was from Ken, and all it had was the envelope emoji, telling me that the information I requested was on the shared server.
I texted back a thumbs up. I was tempted to log in and open up the file, but I needed a shower first, so I threw my phone on the bed and walked into the bathroom to clean myself off, still having a hard time being mad about what went down. Something must be wrong with me.
Chapter 15
Aftermyshower,Ifelt rejuvenated and healed from my earlier activities. As a siren, cuts and bruises tended to heal rather quickly, especially if I had water on them. Anything more than that, though, I would need medical care. I recovered quicker than a human but not as quick as a vampire. Those fuckers were more the type that you needed to straight-up kill if you wanted to stop them.
I peeked out the window in Duce's room that showed the front of the house. I didn't see Rabid's cherry red bike or Duce's frost blue one. I was just about to turn away when I saw Dino stomp his way down the steps, heading in the direction of the pool house at an angry quick clip.
I’m guessing Gears was at the machine shop that he ran, and I had no idea where Bricks was, but if he was still avoiding me, it would be the perfect time to dive into their personal files. I swiped my phone from the bed and sat down, getting comfortable before I dove in.
A piece of me felt guilty after hearing Duce’s story, though I reminded myself that this was business. I just needed to know who I was working with, nothing else. I won’t judge them for their past, only their present and Dino was doing a fuck all job at it, so I was confident it wouldn’t get any worse.
