Page 157 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

I laugh. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, Death.”

Luke grins. “You ready to lose?”

“I wouldn’t know. I never lose.” I wink at Harper, but she’s still upset about the punishment heading her way. “You always enjoy your punishment, kitten.”

I tip up her chin and lean down to brush my lips against hers. She parts them when I don’t fully kiss her. Her dark eyes search mine.

“I know how good you taste,” I say softly before pulling away. “Your lips will be mine when I win.”

Luke snorts in disbelief.

We stride out to meet Jack in the middle of the crowd.

“Which will take your breath away first?” Jack yells to the already riled crowd. “Pestilence or Death?”

The crowd roars as Jack backs away from us.

“Death brought an end to War, but can he do anything but succumb to Pestilence?” Jack smirks at the crowd. “Do you want it?”

“Yes,” the crowd yells back.

I glance at Harper. Her knuckles are white as she holds her hands in her lap. I could call this off. Let Luke win.

“You know how tight and warm that pussy is.” Luke stands next to me, looking over Harper. “Having it clench on your cock while she dreams is the best feeling ever.”

“If our girl shrieks, I’m not going to be distracted like Caden.” I turn to look in Luke’s pale blue eyes. “No punching in the face, agreed?”

Luke arches an eyebrow, but nods.

“Let’s do this!” Jack yells as he backs toward the basketball players again.

Luke and I circle each other.

“Do you know what Hutchins, Miller, and Perkins are doing here?” I feint a hit at Luke.

He glances their way before shrugging. “Enjoying the fight? Do they need a reason?”

He weaves in and punches my side where Adam hit me earlier. I groan at the hit but take it. Adam was right about that. I can take a hit, but he underestimated me. Luke won’t.

“Are they friendly with Zach?” I already know they weren’t at the drug house, but I need to know if they pose a threat to our girl.

“They play on the same team.” Luke glances around us. “We’re friendly with our teammates, but we don’t trust them like we trust each other.”

Maybe they’re just enjoying the fight. Luke jabs me in the ribs again.

I still and study Luke. He has some bruises from the game and he’s holding his left arm more against his body. Protecting an injury?

When he comes in for another hit, I bounce back. “Didn’t you sleep with Miller’s sister last year?”

“Nick Miller?” Luke comes in, and I block him from hitting me.

“Yes, Olivia is his younger sister.”

Luke glances toward Harper. “She was a virgin I fucked last year.”

“How many sisters have we fucked?” I ponder that as I close the distance between us and hit Luke in rapid succession before backing off. Maybe we’re looking at this all wrong. Maybe we need to be looking at who these guys are friends or relatives with.

“Fuck.” Luke spits on the ground. “What’s your point?”