I growled. “No.”
She pointed behind her. “He put his hands on my sister. He raped my sister, Fangs!”
I charged toward her, showering her in my shadow. “And his men won’t hesitate to hurt you.”
She folded her arms across her chest. “Well, since you honest to God thought that I was working with Bullet there for a second, then you can consider this your apology. Because I’m either helping you guys out tomorrow night, or me and my sister are gone completely before morning.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “If you leave here without us, you’re vulnerable to being attacked again.”
She folded her arms across her chest. “It’s better than being a sitting duck here while you guys talk about how much we want to help the men that tortured us. So, you either let me help, or we’re gone and we’re no longer your responsibility. Your choice.”
My eyes danced between hers. Jesus Christ, the woman was the billboard definition of a spitfire. She was strong, and not just headstrong. And in another life? Maybe…
“God damn it,” I grumbled. “You’re so sexy when you’re angry.”
Julia smirked. “You’re not half bad yourself when you’re a bit riled up.”
And after the smallest pause in the entire fucking world, we rushed one another. I cloaked her with my arms as she clung to me, jumping into my grasp as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Our lips crashed together in a raucous symphony, our teeth clattering as if our lives depended upon breathing one another’s air.
I just hoped that Julia didn’t hate me for what I was about to do.
As I walked her perfect body back out to the bed and tossed her onto the soft surface, I prayed to any God that might still have mercy on us that she forgave me for what I had to do in order to protect her.
Because there was no way in hell Julia was charging into that war with us.
16
JULIA
“Fangs,” I gasped as he tossed me to the bed.
He grabbed my ankles and pulled my ass to the edge. The growls and grunts that fell from his lips rushed electric shockwaves throughout my body as he peeled my clothes away from my body. First my sweatpants, tugging at them after tossing my socks over his shoulders. He shoved my legs away and yanked me upright long enough for him to rip the t-shirt over my head, and I watched as the outfit he had allowed me to borrow fell to the floor like trash. Seams popped and fabric ripped as he clawed at himself to get his clothes off. And as each of his throbbing muscles came into view, I licked my lips.
I wanted to devour every inch of him.
No matter the cost.
“Fangs,” I whispered.
He threaded his fingers into the tendrils of my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. The searing sensations held me hostage, prying my mouth open as his tongue explored my depths. I moaned down the back of his throat. I accepted his offering as his cock dripped precum against my skin. He laid me down, crawling up the bed like a wild animal as I laid there, sprawled out for the taking.
And as he slid each of my legs over his shoulders, I found myself bent in half.
“Mine,” he growled.
My eyes widened as he slid his massive girth into my body. My walls caved to him, stretching around his intrusion as my entire body quaked. I fisted the sheets, twirling my fingers into their softness as Fangs held my hips down.
He had rendered me completely helpless, and I was useless against his assault.
“God damn it,” I hissed.
He reared back. “Fucking hell, you’re so tight for me.”
I wrapped my hands around his wrists as he planted his hands into the mattress. With my knees bent up to my chest, his hips finally seated themselves against mine as he slid the last inch of his thickness into my body. I shivered with need. I’d never felt so stretched in all my life, like I was experiencing a man for the very first time.
I allowed the feeling to overwhelm me. I allowed the electricity to drown me. And as he pulled back his hips, I braced myself.
Before he slammed back into my body and made me forget how we had met in the first place.
