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My nails dug into his hand while my knee kicked up.

He held onto my neck, but stepped back, leaving my body at an awkward angle as he took me with him.

His other hand came up, the palm flat, to slap me across the face.

He would have, too, had my brother and Drew not come in before he did it.

“Let her go!” Downy roared, his hand automatically coming up, sweeping in a round house punch to Danny’s face.

Danny saw it coming, though, and stepped back, placing me in front of the punch.

Luckily, my brother was able to stop himself from hitting me square in the face, but he couldn’t stop his fist from making contact completely.

It hit me in the shoulder, knocking me forward and down before I even knew what hit me.

Danny released my throat, causing me to fall.

I was sure that was largely due to the fact that he needed them to defend himself against Downy who was now actively beating the shit out of him.

Drew picked me up off the floor, his eyes scanning my face and neck before he said, “You okay?”

I nodded, my throat working as my heart beat frantically.

He gave one quick nod, then helped me to the kitchen where he sat me on the kitchen counter.

He pulled out a butcher knife from the knife block and said, “Hold this.”

I held it, then watched in amusement as he walked carefully around the kitchen island, straight up to Danny who was preoccupied holding off my brother, and promptly pulled him back by the collar of his shirt.

Then, with hilarious ease, he began his own beat-down of Danny while my brother watched with a satisfied smirk on his face.

I bit my lip, wondering if I should intervene…then decided to hell with it.

I reached for the bag of chips that were sitting on the counter next to me, opened them up and started munching away.

My brother and Drew took turns pushing Danny around, and the scene playing out before me reminded me of the saying ‘Don’t play with your food.’

Not because of the fact that they looked like they were going to eat him or anything, but because they were the predators and Danny was the prey.

And he just didn’t know when to shut up!

“I fucked her first,” Danny coughed, wiping a stream of blood from his mouth. “How does it feel to know she had my cock in her cunt…her mouth?”

My mouth dropped open.

“I never gave you head!” I yelled loudly, drawing the attention of my brother.

He looked furious, sure.

But the look on Drew’s face…that was a sight to behold.

He was in a full rage.

With one look at my face, he leaned forward and whispered something to Danny, causing my ex’s face to turn from a red to flat out purple.

“My dick is not vomit inducing!” He cried. “She did not say that.”

My mouth dropped open.