“What are you doing here?” she asked, adjusting her position but making no effort to conceal herself. Her tits jostled with the movement of the train, making my mouth water as I couldn’t peel my eyes away. “You were supposed to be in Barcelona.”
“I have my connections too…and I’m one step ahead of you.”
Turning to me, she scoffed and shook her head. “So that was your plan? Get the jump on me and kill me on the train?”
“What, you’re mad I was trying to get you before you got me?”
“No,” she replied, her voice softer. “I’m kind of impressed. Maybe you’re not such a pussy after all.”
Another low chuckle left my lips. “You don’t think that.”
“You don’t know what I think. And I assure you that you don’t want to.”
I angled my body in her direction, wincing slightly at the ache in my muscles from sitting in the position for so long. “I know a few things,Helena,” I said, emphasizing her name. “Whatever shit got me here is the same as you. There’s a connection somewhere between you and me. They specifically named us both.”
She huffed a breath of air, shuddering slightly as more goosebumps riddled her exposed upper body. “That’s bullshit. We weren’t even part of the same faction—on different continents. I’d never seen or heard of you in my life until the day I bled on your contract, Silas.”
I settled my back against the booth again and shrugged my shoulders. This woman was something else. Stubborn as all hell. She knew damn well my theory had a point. But I’d wait her out. We’d know how fucked we were soon enough. I’d lost track of time what felt like hours ago. There was no way to know if we were still on course. All the passengers on board had been massacred. I wouldn’t delude myself into thinking Helena, or I hadn’t had a hand in stray bullets missing their intended targets. But none of that mattered now. Whatever awaited us on the other side of this journey would bring us to the same fate as those bastards littering the cabin. I was sure of it.
Another tremulous breath left Helena’s lips. I knew she was cold, and I really shouldn’t give a damn…but the gentleman inside me, one I hadn’t known existed until this very moment, felt a pang of guilt. I scooted toward her, risking her bite, and pushed to my knees. The restraints at my ankles only allowed so much movement, so when I attempted to slide over her, I straddled her tightly, crotch close to her face. I paused as visions of her sweet mouth stuffed with my cock had me damn near stifling a groan. We shared a moment, eyes fixed on one another, and I could have sworn I saw her lips part ever-so slightly.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Trying to help you.”
I dropped on her opposite side and straightened myself against the bench.
“By shoving your dick in my face?”
“Listen, love, when I shove my dick in your face, you’re going to open up like a good girl and take every inch I feed you.”
Helena turned away from me. I wanted to think it was because my words had affected her, and perhaps she was blushing.
“When, he says.”
“You’re not the only one who gets what they want.”
“Seeing as you’re still breathing, I lost that streak anyway.”
This woman had a knack for making me laugh, even as I sat tied up and waiting for death.
She fell silent for several beats, but I felt her scoot closer. The heat of her nearing my side, whether she realized her body was seeking it or not.
“You’re cold. If you tuck yourself behind my shoulder, it can help.”
She released a sarcastic laugh. “You had your Glock at my temple with a finger on the trigger today. Yet you expect me to believe you give a damn if I’m cold?”
“I’m not going to beg you to get more comfortable.”
In an instant, Helena rose to her knees the way I had just minutes before and straddled my thighs. Perky tits were just inches from my face, and I had to clamp down on my mouth to keep myself from biting down on the nipple she was obviously offering.
Eight
LENI
Silas’s warm breath fanned over one of my nipples as they tightened under his hungry gaze. Another wave of goosebumps erected over every inch of my skin, only it was no longer due to the cold.
Grinning, I lifted my bound wrists and looped them behind his neck.
