Fated Tragedy
In front of me, Ryan chuckled low, his words cutting straight into me.
“We’ll see. But it’s starting now—we need to be on our way. Before we go though, you should know something.” He leaned closer, his voice dark silk. “Red is deadly on you. If Alek lost control and fucked you raw like that, it’s because you’ve already got us wrapped around your pinky, baby girl.”
Heat flushed across my face, my lips curving in a smile I couldn’t hide. My blush burned long enough for both of them to lean down, each pressing a kiss to my temples—soft, fleeting, dangerous.