LOGINDanielle POV
As we all head inside, the sounds of laughter and music drift through the open clubhouse doors. The fire pit’s already roaring, and the scent of grilled meat hits my nose. I look up at Knox, who’s walking beside me now instead of ahead like he always used to.
“Still mad?” I ask.
“Mad?” He glances down at me. “No. Not anymore. Just... planning new
Titan POVShe’s someone’s old lady. That much is obvious. The question is whose, because the bastard dragging her didn’t have a patch on his cut to tell me, and a man with no patch shouldn’t be talking about our women like he owns the right to put stitches in a face I kissed three days ago.When I pull into the club I swing off the bike and walk in, and I know I’m in shit before anybody says a word. The air’s that particular kind of quiet, the one that means Echo’s already decided church isn’t optional.“Church, now!”I nod and follow them in. I sit. Echo doesn’t sit. He glares at me like I’ve personally set the merger on fire and handed him the match.“Care to fucking explain why I’ve been asked for your body?”“What?” Mine? I laugh once because that’s the only response that comes, and it dies quick. “Who the hell wants my body?&r
Titan POVIt’s been three days since I fucked Halo. Three days since I woke up to an empty bed and the shape of her gone from my sheets, no note, no number, not even the courtesy of a lie on the pillow. She just left. I should have expected it. That’s what most of them do when they don’t want questions. They take the night, they take the silence, they take the pleasure, and then they’re gone before anyone can ask who put the marks on them.Luke is leaning against the wall watching me like I’ve grown a second head. I’m not surprised. We fucked, and then he caught me somewhere else entirely. Halo keeps slipping into my head at the worst times, in the middle of a hand on my cock, in the middle of a mouth that isn’t hers, in the quiet after when I should be lighting a cigarette and asking if he wants a lift. She’s been doing it for three days and I still haven’t de
Halo POVI wake with light in my eyes and for a minute I consider going back under, just a little longer, just until the ache in my body feels like sleep instead of last night. Then I remember where I am. My eyes open. Titan is out cold beside me, one arm thrown across the space I should still be in, mouth slack, no grin on him at all when he isn’t performing.I glance around and find the clock. Five a.m. Shit. I move slowly, easing out from under the sheet so the mattress doesn’t give me away. My dress is on the floor. I drag it on and look for my underwear, checking the dark at the foot of the bed, the door, the place he went to his knees. I can’t see them. Great. Fucking great. I leave them, grab my shoes and my bag, and sneak out of the room with my heart already climbing into my throat.The hallway is the problem. I don’t know this building enough to walk it l
Titan POVI don’t let her come all the way down.“Turn over.” I ease out of her just enough to move her, and I make myself ask it because I saw what I saw. “On your stomach. That okay?”She nods.That’s all I need. I flip her carefully, keeping her bruised side off the worst of the mattress as much as I can, and I get her on her front with her hips in my hands and that dress still bunched around them. She looks even smaller like this, ass up, face turned into the sheets, dark hair spilled over her shoulder. I shove a pillow under her hips so I don’t have to pin her ribs to get the angle I want, then I fist the dress again and drag her back onto me in one hard thrust.She cries out into the bed.“Fuck,” I groan, because the way she squeezes me from this angle is criminal. “That’s it. Face
Titan POVI look at her face. She moans and shakes her head before I can get the question out.“Ask after.”After. Her entire left side is a mess of bruises, dark enough that I can see them even in this light, blooming from under the dress I just dragged out of my way. I don’t understand how she isn’t crying. I carried her in over my shoulder. I had her pinned to a door. She’s been taking me like it doesn’t hurt at all, and looking at that side now I don’t know how that’s possible. Something dark and hot curls through my chest, and I don’t care if she tells me she fell down the stairs. I want to find whoever put that on her and burn them to the ground.She yanks me forward, bites my lip, and starts fucking herself on my cock like she can drag my attention back where she wants it. I let her. I’ll ask after. I promised her that much the se
Titan POVShe’s fucking wild, and she’s dangerous with it, and she’s sweet in the same breath, which is a combination that should not work on me as hard as it does. One second she looks almost innocent, small against the door, eyes tipped up like she hasn’t decided whether she’s allowed to want this. The next she’s flooding my mouth with her taste and grinding onto my tongue like she can’t cope without it, coming apart twice before I’ve even got my jeans off. That shy little halo is a costume. Underneath it she’s greedy, and I like her better that way.I fucked up thrusting into her before I was covered. I know that. It was one stroke and I pulled out. I didn’t fuck her uncovered, even though I wanted to. There’s something about her small body pinned by mine that makes me want to ruin her. She’s tiny in my hands, legs locked around my waist, t
Knox POVI’ve spent all damn morning either locked in church with the guys or alone, digging through anything I can find that might give us answers. Three hours of sitting around that table, every one of us pulling apart what litt
Echo’s POVShe’s hot when she’s mad, even hotter when she’s in charge. I can see why Theo gets off on it now.“I want my Starbucks and McDonald’s,” she snaps, climbing off me l
Davina POVMy tongue drags slow along his cock, and it jerks, hardening again under my mouth.“Little Birdie,” he whispers, voice ragged, fingers gripping my jaw hard enough to bruise. “I want to d
Echo POVShe steps closer, the air thickening with her control, her heat radiating against my skin as she stops just inches away, close enough for me to feel the pull of her like a tide I can’t fight. Her hand lifts, one finger tracing the







