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The last time he'd taken her had been pure, unrelenting fucking. He took her hard now, thrusting within her as she bit his throat, but the entire air of the situation changed.
The war waged between them was brutal upon his heart.
Come with me, he told her with his body.
Stay with me, she replied, reaching up to capture his mouth and lay waste to all his best intentions.
She was torn between two causes, the ache of indecision twisting within her. He felt it in every inch of her body, every tortured caress, as if she too knew their time was fleeting.
And there was no answer.
He came with a hard cry, burying his face in her throat as Gemma stroked his hair.
This. This was heaven.
Could he truly forsake this?
Gemma cupped his face between her hands and kissed him again. The soft stroke of her tongue toyed with his, as she kissed him lazily, breathlessly. "Stay with me."
Obsidian bowed his head against hers, his heart cracking open as if she'd torn it apart with both hands.
He wanted to destroy anything that could ever threaten her.
He'd burn the world to ashes for her.
And yet, she asked him for the one thing he couldn't give her.
Could he?
By the time he'd collapsed over her, cradled in the brace of her thighs, he knew there was no way to avoid the oncoming collision. A decision would have to be made, but why the hell did he have to be the one to make it?
"Please," she whispered, as he listed his head. "Come with me."
"Gemma...."
"I know Malloryn would have you. Work with me to save the London I love."
"It's not…" He drew out of her body, a shudder running through him. "It's not that easy."
"It is."
"Gemma, I told you about the neural implant. Mine is a special kind, with a particular feature. It can send an electrical pulse through my brain if they detonate the neural implant. It would kill me, unless... unless I was out of range. I don't know how far that range lies."
Gemma paled. "You have a bomb in your head?"
"Of a kind. The only one it kills is me. I cannot betray my brothers. Not even if I wished to."
Chapter 21
Gemma knew she was in trouble when she managed to get through most of breakfast without breathing a word of what happened to her friends.
There was no sign of Ava and Kincaid this morning—Byrnes had told her they'd spent the night at the Guild of Nighthawks, with Ava working on a second autopsy of the three men killed in Thorne Tower.
Malloryn was clearly off managing affairs within the Echelon and trying to save face after yesterday's dilemma.
Which left Byrnes, Ingrid, Charlie, and Isabella at the breakfast table.
The words kept crawling up her throat.
