CHAPTER FORTY The ClaimRochelleRyker’s mouth crashed against mine, hard and demanding. His hands gripped my waist like though he was staking ownership, with his fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp against his lips. He tasted like smoke and anger and something darker I couldn’t name. My hands flew to his chest, pushing weakly at first, and then harder, but he only pulled me closer, growling low in his throat.“You’re ours now, princess,” he said against my mouth, his voice was rough. “No one touches what belongs to us. Especially not him.”Darren scrambled backward on the concrete, with his eyes wide, and still coughing from Ryker’s earlier grip. He looked small against the rooftop wall, with his bruises darkening under the afternoon sun.Evander stepped forward, his voice was low but sharp. “Ryker. Stop. Look at her.”Ryker pulled back just enough to meet my eyes as tears streaked down my cheeks. My breathing came in short, and broken bursts. He stared for a long second, w
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