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“I don’t think so.” My heart stuttered, and I snatched her hand before she could get close to the doorknob. “If anyone other than Kellan or Spade saw you like this, I’d have to kill them.”

She gasped as she looked down at herself, and her cheeks reddened. “Oops.”

My lips twitched, and I shook my head, my eyes alight with amusement. This woman was going to give me a heart attack one of these days, and I didn’t even care. Just having her back in my arms was enough to ensure I died a happy man.

Chapter Three

Kellan

“We’ll continue with ourregular patrols tonight, and either Merrick or I will send you a text for our meeting tomorrow.” With a terse nod, I dismissed the Devil’s Demons from the room, knowing they each needed sleep just as much as we did.

Gritting my teeth, I clenched my fists at my side, barely holding myself back from storming into that office, so it was my name Giana screamed loud enough to clearly be heard out in the bar. Men and women filed past us and out to their waiting cars, barely meeting our eyes as they passed.

“Are you sure I can’t go back there?” Spade asked as the last person left, the door squeaking as it knocked against the frame.Yup, Merrick definitely broke it. I’d have to find someone to repair it before tonight.

“Did we follow you to the mall yesterday?” I asked pointedly, cocking a knowing brow at Spade as he slumped back against the bar.

“No, but—”

“Exactly,” I cut him off, needing to make my point before he threw caution to the wind and stormed in there. I wasn’t sure what Merrick would do if our boundary-crossing friend barged in there. But I guaranteed, judging by the raw, possessive need that had glinted in his eyes before he practically dragged Giana away with him, he wouldn’t be in the mood to share our devil. “We made a deal years ago, and now that you’re—”

“In love,” Spade clarified for me, nodding along, completely unperturbed, like he hadn’t just dropped a huge bombshell.

I scrubbed a hand over my face and sighed in exasperation. This was too much for one day. “—in love with Giana, you’ll have to agree, too, or this will never work.”

My cock pulsed as Giana screamed Merrick’s name again, and my body went rigid. I knew exactly what Merrick needed. He needed Giana under him, her skin pressed against his, their bodies coming together, in order for his world to feel right again. I knew because I felt the same. The only problem was that Merrick was far more volatile than me, so if I’d been the one to sweep her off to the back, I knew he’d never have been able to keep his cool. There’d either be glass shattered everywhere or bodies lying across the heavily varnished wooden floor. Spade wouldn’t help matters, of course. He’d be there right alongside him, killing off the allies we desperately needed right now, whether he regretted it later or not.

“There’ll be times when one of us needs to be alone with Giana, and we have to respect that, even if we don’t like it,” I said, aware of Spade’s patience thinning as he glanced at the back hallway.“We promised that we’d never let her get caught in the middle of us or give her any hard choices to make.”

Spade pursed his lips, but he nodded. “I’m willing to do whatever’s best for my sugar . . . as long as we’ll be able to share her too.”

His violet eyes darkened, and a hint of mischief glinted in them.

A grin curved my lips, and I nodded as memories from Giana’s eighteenth birthday flooded my mind. Seeing her with Merrick, working as a team, our sole mission to bring her more pleasure than she ever could have imagined, had been hotter than I wanted to admit. “Oh, I plan on it.”

“Good, because when she was in the back seat with Merrick on the way here . . .” Spade trailed off, not needing to finish the thought.

My cock throbbed, and it took every ounce of strength I had not to grind against my hand, my body desperate for some sort of relief. “I nearly pulled the car over as soon as she started making those soft moans she thought we couldn’t hear.”

Spade hissed out a breath, and both of us groaned as she screamed again. “I’m glad the others left. Otherwise, I might’ve killed them for hearing her make those sounds.”

And that was exactly why I had to babysit the psycho.

“I don’t know how we’re supposed to concentrate on anything other than fucking our girl right now.” Spade’s jaw ticked, and I knew he was doing his best to resist the pull toward her.

I exhaled a long breath before retrieving my phone and going over the notes that had been sitting there for over a year. “I want to get Giana’s thoughts about our plan, but after we question everyone, we’ll split them into teams and go after the Barones’ henchmen one at a time.”

“And kill them?” Spade asked, eyes sparking with delight.

At least the thought of murder was enough to distract him temporarily. “I don’t think so. Not at first. We need them to get a message back to Tommaso and Angelo. If we start killing them without them reporting back what happened, they’ll just come after us.”

Spade sighed and glanced over his shoulder. His posture seemed relaxed, but I knew him. He was a lethal predator on the verge of striking.

“But we can kill some, just to keep them on their toes.”

Spade’s eyes lit up as his attention flashed back to me, a grin lighting up his face. “That would be perfect!”

“We’ll have to set up a meeting with the remaining members of the Demon Riders and tell them that they will either join us or disband,” I said idly, typing a note into my phone.

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