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“Of course. Not a word.”

“Perfect,” Stan said. “I’ll call in a favor and have someone dispose of the body, but perhaps you shouldn’t linger in the Dominican Republic for much longer in case Banks sends more men after you. Hopefully, he’s realized going against us is a losing battle, though.”

After hanging up with Stan, I fought the urge to demolish everything in the room. I brought Lexi here to get her off Bass’s radar, but it had put her in more danger than I’d imagined.

Something seriously fucked up had to be in those papers.

What kind of monster had I protected by stealing them?

CHAPTER 36

THE OTHER THREE TIMES

Lexi

I sat in the whirlpool, mesmerized by the bubbles floating all around me. Last night had been completely surreal, and in the middle of the chaos, I hadn’t been able to process any of it. I’d collapsed into bed and slept like the dead for the few remaining hours of night. I wasn’t sure which part had been worse, getting attacked by that masked man or begging Killian to fuck me.

I’d caved after only one night with the sinful devil.

And the worst part, the absolutely most terrifying thing was how much I liked it. I could almost excuse the first time at the lagoon. I was clearly in shock after nearly dying, but how could I explain the other three times?

Or the fact that even now, despite my pussy being sore as hell from his punishing thrusts, I wanted him again. Gawd, I was so fucked up.

Rough, savage sex did not appeal to normal people. And that vile, dirty mouth on Killian... I’d never been talked to like that in my life. And damn it, I’d also never had such mind-blowingorgasms either. Not that I’d been with that many guys, but sex had never been likethat.

How could I want Killian after all the terrible things he’d done? Not only to others, but after what he did to me? How could I pretend that any of this would ever be okay?

The creak of the doorknob jiggling sent my heart on a freefall. When the door whipped open and Killian’s dark figure filled the doorway, I released a sharp breath.

“A warning would’ve been nice,” I snarled and crossed my arms over my breasts.

“This ismyroom,” he said. “Why would I need to announce my arrival?”

“Oh, I don’t know, because some masked murderer tried to assault me only a few hours ago because of whatever shady shit your secret society is into.” I framed the words with air quotes, and Killian’s glare turned murderous.

“It’s a fraternity and nothing more, Red. You better erase what you think you know before it gets you into even more trouble.” He stalked closer and kicked his sandals off, then went to work on his belt buckle.

He slid his jeans down his narrow hips, and heat flared low in my belly.

“What are you doing?” I squealed.

“Getting in. What does it look like?”

I crossed my arms tighter around my torso. “I’m naked.”

“So?” A wicked grin curled his lips as he tugged his shirt over his head. “I’m sure you’d like to forget all the deliciously fucked up things I did to you last night, but Ineverwill. I have every inch of you permanently emblazoned in my mind; your sweet taste, your tantalizing moans, the way your greedy little cunt gripped my cock as I railed into you...” He pressed his finger to his temple. “Permanently carved into my brain.”

I gulped, that fire coursing between my legs despite the warm water swirling around me.

“And, in case you’re getting any ideas of reneging on your vow, just remember your pussy ismine.” He slid his boxers off, and his erection sprang free.

Fuck me. How was he so hard already? We’d been at it all night. Didn’t guys need to rest or something?

Killian stepped into the jacuzzi, lighting up every nerve in my body at his proximity. My stupid, traitorous pussy now only equated him with spine-tingling orgasms.

As if he’d plucked the thoughts right from my head, a sinful smile spread those damned lips. “I bet you’re wet for me right now.”

“Of course I am. I’m in a whirlpool, asshole.”