I want to rip her away from him.To drag her back into her room and lock the door.Wait.No ...I don’t.Tonight, everything changed.The line between her being our captive and her being one of us blurred.She didn’t rat us out.She didn’t run when she had the chance.What does that mean?What do I want it to mean?I have no fucking idea.
That’s why I’m here—I wanted to askher.To find out why she didn’t run.Why she didn’t flee, but now I’ve lost the ability to talk.To open my mouth.I’m hypnotized by her.By them together.
No one has ever had this effect on me before—made me feel like I need them, want them.She’s somehow sunk her claws into my heart, and I have no idea how I’m going to remove them or if I even want to.
I’ve never allowed someone in like I have her.Never trusted anyone else.Until now.She’s making me feel things.Do things I swore I’d never do.Spill my secrets.She’s the enemy.The more I say that, though, the harder it is to believe.Whatever this is, it’s more than friendship, and I just hope to fuck she doesn’t make me regret giving her my heart.
Her gaze clashes with mine.There’s the glee of a challenge in those eyes.She takes Bear’s cock whole inside her mouth, and my breath catches in my throat.Goddamn.
Bear groans from within the tunnel, then the wet lapping of his tongue between her folds bleeds between my ears.I fight off the urge to pull out my phone and record this to watch later, but I know it’ll live rent-free in my head for as long as I’m alive.There’ll be no forgetting it, even if I want to—which I don’t.
Amirah keeps her mossy-green eyes firmly on mine, her perfectly round cherry lips running along his cock.What I’d do to be in Bear’s position, to have her taking me so deeply.I want to run my hand over my dick, but it won’t be the same as having her do it.
“Fuck,” Bear moans, and Amirah, without taking her gaze from mine, swallows every last drop of his release.
She sits up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.There’s a sparkle in the corner of her eye.She braces her hands on Bear’s chest and starts riding her cunt into his mouth.
Soft whimpers fall from her moist lips, and I find myself inching forward inside the slide until I feel her breath on mine.I claim her lips in a hot, demanding way, forcing myself inside her mouth.Her tongue fights for dominance with my own.
She pants, so close to letting go and coming all over Bear’s face.I pull back, leaning my head against hers.
I gently place my hand on her cheek.“Let go,” I command, and her eyes flutter shut.
A deep moan escapes her as her chest heaves.There’s a loud slap from Bear’s hand on her ass, and I roll my eyes.
She collapses forward.I catch her, pulling her out of the slide and into Bear’s bedroom.She holds on to me as we move toward his bed.She falls back on it, a loud exhale falling from her mouth.
Her bare pussy stares back at me, tempting me to touch it.
“Amirah, you taste like the sweetest treat,” Bear says, slinging his arm over my shoulder.I want to shrug him off, to tell him to fuck off, but the words clog in my throat.I’m too hypnotized by her.Her naked body is laid out in front of me.She’s waiting for me to touch it.
“Isn’t she divine?Tell me, Kai, what do you want to do to our favorite little captive?”Bear asks, and I finally shrug his arm off.
Amirah sits up on her elbows, yawning.
There’s so much I want to do with her, but I can’t.Not without her permission.Not without her approval.This feels so wrong but so right.Is she as confused as me?Does she feel this connection between us?
“He’s just a little shy, princess.Maybe you can tell him what you want?”Bear says, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her.
She doesn’t say anything for several long seconds.Fuck.I should leave.Go.We should be planning what we’ll do tomorrow—when The Brotherhood returns.
“I want a drink first,” Amirah says and Bear laughs.
“Sorry, Kai, no playtime for you.”Bear smirks and my fists clench at my sides.
Of course she doesn’t want me.Fuck.What was I thinking?
I storm out of the room like my ass is on fire.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Amirah
Before
The shower turns off, and I shut my journal, then place it on the table next to my bed and wait for Jewel to emerge.It’s late, the time stretching into the early hours of the morning.Sleep is the last thing on my mind.I want to go back to Magick and rescue all those women.I still see so clearly the fear in their eyes, the desperation when I took Jewel.They wanted to be free from fear.But I can’t save them yet; I need to look after Jewel.She’s my priority.
I’ve tried to call Lily, but her phone keeps going to voicemail.She’s probably asleep.The bathroom door opens, and steam wafts through into my bedroom.Jewel wraps her long red hair in a towel.She’s wearing a pair of my sweatpants and a plain pink top.
