Kyan frowned.
“Are you worried we’ll step out on you?”
I worked to swallow. “Nevermind.”
“None of us would ever.
I gave him a look. “I saw Sin kiss that woman.”
Kyan’s lips thinned and disapproval reflected in his dark gaze. “He couldn’t have fucked anything; did he tell you how much doing that fucked him up? Especially when he figured out you saw?”
I floundered for words. In all honesty, I wasn’t sure. Pressure ballooned in my stomach a mix of relief and fear.
“Now, stop your nonsense,” he murmured with a little smile.
Kyan pressed his mouth over my clit. I gasped, writhing under the curve of his tongue. His damp hair hung on his forehead.
I couldn’t stop my moans, gasps, and screams.
He made me come over and over again.
And I didn’t care that the nosy Omega downstairs could hear every little bit of it.
Chapter 56
Icouldn’t breathe.
Disorientation made everything fade in and out. My head grew lighter. If I didn’t get out from under the weight, I would suffocate. I forced my knee up, pushing against the mattress and hiked my hips with the muscles of my thighs. The body on top of me toppled off me. I gasped in a breath, filling my pained lungs as I sat up. A syringe rolled against my leg, the milky liquid moving inside the tube.
What the fuck?
Demi groaned from the floor, a pillow lay by her side, and the guys were passed out on the ground. It didn’t take me long to connect the dots on what was happening.
I rolled off the bed, rushed over to them and shook their shoulders, but they didn’t react.
Fuzzy cuffs bound Elias’ ankles, and his hands were ducked taped together.
Kyan snored next to him, leaning against Elias, similarly trussed up.
They didn’t move. I put my finger under Elias’ nose and relaxed once a puff wafted across my finger. Then I checked Kyan.
Both were alive.
“You fucking bitch,” I said through gritted teeth.
Her steps thundered across the wood floors. I turned and socked her across the mouth. She staggered, clamping a hand on her bleeding lip.
“You should have drugged me before you tried to kill me.”
“I wanted to see you writhe,” she spat at me, her eyes crazy.
A wave of uninhibited rage swept through my veins, and I hit her again and again. She managed to land a punch to my ribs, but I didn’t feel anything past the anger. I shoved her again, and she stumbled, tripping over her feet. I took the opportunity to throw myself on top of her, bringing her to the floor. She shoved at my thighs, bracing her waist, and I slapped her hard enough for her to stop struggling.
“What did you inject them with?” I spat, bunching the front of her shirt to tug her up to my face.
“Anesthesia.” She could barely move her jaw, so it was half garbled. I’d messed her face up, but seeing her all beat up didn’t soothe the anger. It only fueled it. I grabbed the pillow she’d tried to suffocate me with and smashed it over her face, pinning my weight on it.
She flailed against me and tried to push. Her nails raked the top of my arms, but the sting wasn’t enough to stop me.
