Page 3 of Deceptive Games
“I had it handled.”
She had no idea the type of man she’d been in a room alone with.
My heartbeat picked up the pace at the thought of what I could’ve walked in on if Liam had caught onto her.
This was why I hadn’t wanted her around me. She was blind to the dangers in my world, assuming she was safe among us.
“Don’t turn your bravery into stupidity,” I murmured, stepping back and lifting the shirt over her head to toss it aside, running my eyes over her blood-covered body. “Where did he touch you?”
“I don’t?—”
“Where did he fucking touch you, Aurora?” I growled with frustration, my lips trailing across her neck as my hand dropped between her legs. “Did he touch you here?”
“He kissed me a lot and fingered me. He was just starting to push his dick inside when I killed him,” she blurted out, whimpering as I pushed two fingers inside her roughly, bitingher neck harder than necessary, but I was pissed that his hands had been on her.
“Did he make you come?” I wasn’t surprised when she shook her head, tilting her hips to move closer to me as I kept fucking her with my fingers. “Idiot probably didn’t even know how to get a woman off.”
“Don’t leave me hanging,” she begged, earning a smirk from me.
“You think you deserve to come? Be careful what you wish for,” I warned, her eyes flicking down between us as I removed my fingers from her and started undoing my belt.
She didn’t protest as I grabbed one of her legs and lifted it, exposing her pussy more as I lined my cock up and slammed inside, making her cry out. Her arms circled my neck to hold herself up, but I needed more.
I didn’t warn her before I lifted her, forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist as I almost fucked her through the damn wall, the dried blood on her skin mixing with our sweat and leaving red streaks down her body.
A sharp pain filled me as her fingernails cut into my shoulders, the sensation only spurring me on harder and faster until she was screaming my name and I was filling her up, both of us going still as we caught our breaths.
“I’m sorry you’re mad, but I had to keep everyone safe, Skeet. Especially you,” she finally said as I gently placed her feet on the floor, a sigh leaving me.
“I’m not mad, baby girl. I’m scared for you.”
“Why? I’m fine.”
“One day, you won’t be. I’m the one who’s supposed to kill to keep you safe, not the other way around.”
“I’d do anything for you,” she whispered, peering up at me. “Even when you’re pretending to be an asshole who doesn’t want me anymore.”
“Who the fuck said I’m pretending?” If it was Diesel, I’d kill him.
She snickered, leaning forward to bite my lip sharply. “No one said anything, but the fact you can’t keep your hands off me gives it away. I don’t think you’re as bored with me as you make it out to be.”
“You still need to stay away from me,” I grumbled, moving towards the bathroom. “After you shower with me though. You’re a mess, and you’re turning my house into a fucking crime scene.”
Rory
Once I’d washed the blood and cum from my body, I headed into the kitchen and sat at Skeeter’s dining table to light a cigarette, eyeing him as he paced.
Diesel had dropped the Corvette off, so at least I had an escape if this turned into a fight.
“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked dryly, earning a dirty look in return. Taunting Skeeter kept my mind off the fact that I’d killed someone, and if he hate-fucked me again, that was even better.
“I’m trying to figure out how to get you out of this mess.”
“All you’re doing is wearing a hole in the floor. Sit down,” I scoffed, a little surprised when he did as I said and sat opposite me.
His phone rang, and he scowled, waving it at me.
“These assholes blow up my phone more than a clingy bitch. Do me a favor and keep them in the loop so they leave me alone,” he snapped before answering, pressing it to his ear. “If you guys keep chasing me around like bitches in heat, I’m going to bendyou over like one. Stop calling me every time you lose her. Yes, she’s right in front of me. None of your business.”
