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Law takes one last look behind us at Ace and Logan. “Don’t even think of coming in this fucking house until I’m gone. You got it?”
If there is a response I never hear it, instead I focus on getting Law in the house.
Chapter Fourteen
Cherry Laurel: “Both the leaves and the fruit pips are a reliable source of cyanide, which starves the nervous system of oxygen and can lead to death.”
-Fez Inkwright,Botanical Curses and Poisons: The Shadow Lives of Plants-
Ace
I watch as Law and Thea head into the house, my heart still beating out of my chest. My lip stings from the punch Law got in and my ribs feel fucking bruised, I deserved far more. Thea saw it, the clever girl knew exactly what I was doing.
“What the fuck just happened? Logan enters my line of sight, worry etched all over his beautiful face.
“It’s nothing Lo,” I respond, spitting more blood to the ground.
“Bullshit.” He snaps. I raise an eyebrow at his tone but he doesn’t back down, his eyes hard as he watches me. The humidity builds around us and his chest glistens with sweat. It makes the ink on his tattoos shimmer and shine in the light. Logan has always been beautiful but the ink on his skin makeshim hypnotic. There are moments I’m almost overwhelmed by him. “Ace?”
“Have you seen her?” I ask, my voice soft. He shifts on his feet, an uncomfortable look passing over his face. It’s answer enough. “I went into that barn so mad. I didn’t have all the information, not like I should have. And the things I said… fuck Logan I deserved far more than Law’s fist.”
I can see the struggle in his eyes. He’s torn between comforting me and telling me to fuck off and go comfort Thea. The air stills around us as the storm officially dies off, leaving behind the thick, suffocating summer air.
“Just tell me what you know.” I say with a defeated sigh.
Logan hesitates. “Royce managed to get into our phones. He cut us all off from each other. And he was the one to send the original text, not Thea.” His words add to the shit storm of emotions currently attempting to drown me. “When I found her on the side of the road she wasn’t good. I had to force her to vomit up the drugs that she had taken.”
Logan doesn’t stop recounting the first few days with her, he doesn’t spare any detail. By the time he is finished my body is renewed with murderous rage towards the asshole. I hated him in high school, the sniveling little cunt. He had always been obsessed with Thea, but he never could touch her. Not with us around.
“He was just waiting for us to leave.” I growl. “I’m going to fucking rip him to shreds.”
Logan drags his tongue ring across his lower lip. before he steps closer to me. “Don’t you dare go fucking rogue on this. Law and I are owed his blood just as much as you are. ”
I step forward so he’s behind my line of sight, avoiding those emerald eyes as I watch the house. I can’t tell him I won’t go it alone. Logan and Law both have connections that could help with this but mine are stronger. And truthfully I need to drawthis game out, I need Royce to feel the fear and terror Thea felt every time he hurt her. I want him to know he’s being hunted and yet only ever seeing shadows until the moment I’m in front of him, knife in hand.
But before I can do anything I need to check on Thea.
Logan steps closer to me, his body heat pressing into the muscles across my back. His lips graze my neck and I feel myself stiffen under his touch. His hands loop around the hard plain of my stomach, his fingers tracing the muscles up and down.
“What are you doing Lo?” I growl.
I feel him shift, his body moving around mine until he’s dropping to his knees in front of me. His emerald eyes shine up like green flames and his tongue licks out against his bottom lip. In a bold move he reaches up and starts to slowly unzip me. He pauses, looking up at me once more when my pants are open, as though now he has the thought to ask permission. I raise my eyebrow at him before I step back from him. Disappointment flushes his face.
“Seems to me, princess, you’ve gotten rather bold.” I watch his reaction and just as I suspect he relaxes hearing his pet name. “Law must not have been disciplining you very well.”
I circle him as he sits on his knees, hands positioned atop his thighs, eyes cast to the ground. The perfect submissive pose. At least until he fidgets. Logan has never been good at sitting still. I don’t often make him do it, reserving it for moments where he’s truly earned punishment. Or moments whenIneed to see him struggle.
He lets out an impatient sigh.
“Already getting tired princess?” I make another circle around him. The anticipation building.
“I was doing this to help you feel better,” He pouts, body wiggling back and forth.
Coming behind him I run my fingers through his hair allowing my nails to graze his scalp with each pass. Logan’s body relaxes, the fidgeting melting away. And it’s at that exact moment I fist his hair and drag his head back so I can lock eyes with him. Bending down I lick a long line up his face and enjoy the whimper that falls from his lips. “Until I can see that you are going to be a good little princess for me I don’t think I’ll be giving you anything.”
I release my grip on his hair and step backwards from him. Logan whirls on me, his face flush with arousal and when I glance down I can see his dick pressing against the sweats he pulled on when he chased Thea out of the house. “Sir…” He crawls towards me with a hopeful look in his eye.
I shake my head, feet carrying me backwards. “I think this will be good for you. Like I said, Law has clearly been slacking a bit too much. This will help remind you who exactly is in charge here.” I turn my back to him and head towards the exit.
