I need him.
I whirled away from my downed Crow and threw myself back into the mess. Embry had the knife-wielding Crow on his back, blade long gone, boot raised to stomp on his mangled face.
The monster in me cheered him on. Watched him kick a man to death, scalped a trophy for him, and helped him bury the body. These arseholes deserved this. They were scum. Bottom-feeding mouth-breathers without the brains of a rocking horse between them, but time and time again they’d come at us, baying for blood in the search of easy—lazy—money. A few grand for the months of crippling headaches Rubi had lived through.
For Embry’s life.
Who cared if they lost another twat to the game?
I didn’t. But I cared about Embry, and his conscience was stronger than mine. I knew it because he’d snarled it in my face the night he’d told me what had flipped him from an innocent child to a murderous teenager. How the guilt of taking a man’s life had shaped him more than the heinous nightmare that man—thatcunt—had forced on him in the first place.
Guilt was like cancer. Embry called itpernicious.A word that meant fuck all to me except to say I knew he wasgonna spend the rest of his days dealing with more bullshit if he killed this dickstain.
Not today, son.
I charged the last few steps and hurled myself at Embry, using every ounce of extra weight, every inch of height, to grapple him away from the mauled Crow.
He fought me hard enough to let me know he’d lost his fucking head. That he was so gone that he had no clue it was me shouting his name.Mewith my arms around him, hauling him away from another death scene he couldn’t live with.
Fuck me, he was strong.
Too strong for me.
I hollered for help.
Nash came to my aid, and we somehow dragged Embry away, leaving the fight behind.
We got him around the side of the nearest HGV. Not ours; the brothers on the delivery had rejoined us, and Nash disappeared again.
I crowded Embry against the passenger door, smothering him with my body, suffocating him in a way I’d never dare do when we were naked together.
We’ve never been naked together.
Another unpalatable truth. But if I couldn’t calm Embry down, that was never gonna change, so I held him and held him and held him until the madness in him began to fade.
Freak that I was, I missed it. But I missed the clarity in his stormy blues more, and in the few seconds it took to return, my chest ached enough that the freak in me died too. “Easy,” I murmured, my face half buried in his wild black hair. “They ain’t worth killing, cielito. Not today.”
Embry cursed, driving his elbow into the cab door behind him.
The dent was epic, and I grinned, earning myself a wild glare that hardened my dick. Man, what I’d give to spin him around and fuck him against the truck door.
Wow.It was the dirtiest thought I’d ever had about him. The dirtiest thought I’d everallowedto infiltrate my brain, and fuck, it felt good.
Embry scowled up at me.
I grinned wider and kissed him, pressing him against the dented HGV.
A rough groan escaped Embry’s parted lips. Then he kissed me back, gripping my hips and slamming us together, his temper and aggression finding a hotter, healthier outlet that catapulted me out of the shitty fight we’d just blown through and onto cloud nine.
Only approaching footsteps stopped me giving into the filthy fantasy still dominating my every thought.
And then his sharp gasp. “Fuck. You’re bleeding.”
I was? Damn, I’d forgotten about the mess the Crow brick had made of my face.
I stepped back from Embry in time for Nash and Rubi to rush up on us and for me to realise that my blood now covered Embry too, his clothes, his bare arms.
His face.
