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I shrugged. “I was mad. And if I was being honest with myself, I was a little jealous too.”

“Why?” he asked with his eyebrows drawn together.

“Why not?” I asked in return. “All these years all you ever were, was hard on me. Never once did you give me an inch of wiggle room. You always had to be on point. Always had to be on top. I was never given the chance to prove myself to you. I was never going to be your equal or share in the things you have.”

Silas nodded, clenching his jaws.

I continued, “Eventually, that wore on me. I only wanted to show you I was capable of doing the same things you were. I wanted to be your equal. I understand there is only so much forgiveness in you. Only so much you can let slide…”

Silas nodded again. His eyes stared off, unfocused, as though he was lost in thought. He turned his back to me and continued to nod to himself. The tension in the air was becoming thicker. Static started to spark. Eventually, he said, “You better go. Make it quick. We don’t have a lot of time to spare.”

I smiled to myself. “I shall try.”

I couldn’t deny there was a side to me, a big one, that wanted to take my time like Silas and Xavier had the chance of doing. After all, why should I keep getting the short end of the stick in everything in my god-forsaken life?

But I kept my thought to myself as I stepped into the hall and then made my way to Cindy’s room. Not that it would be her room for long. She had made her position clear. Once this was all over, she was going back to her life as though everything she had gone through here was nothing more than a dream. Well, as clear as mud. There was a small chance she might decide to stay with the three of us.

The strange sensations that twisted through me with the thought of her leaving had me feeling heavier, slower, and just not well. The world would be darker, colder, and less enticing without her.

It was such an unusual feeling. And I carried it with me into Cindy’s room. She stood with her back to the door. Her black hair flowed down her back. She seemed relaxed. I breathed in deep, and my nostrils were filled with her arousal. It took everything in me not to rush my time with her.

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CINDY

I stood with my back facing the door, trying to get my mind to focus as it whispered open, sliding across the carpet with a soft hush. I was about to have sex again. And I wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about that.

“Are you ready for me?” Brock asked.

There was a tone in his voice that pulled at my heart, and it was one that struck me as something close to fear. He was afraid of me. How? I wasn’t sure. None of that thought made any sense to me. He was a vampire. As gorgeous as a god. I bet he had women all over the world, much more beautiful than I was, throwing themselves at his feet.

He had no reason to fear me or approach me as though I was going to reject him. That made no sense. He was, by design, unrejectable.

Though unrejectable wasn’t a word, I just made it so. Copyrighted by me.

Besides, sex with him was just a means to an end. A way to mark me so that I could play bait for Collin. Though I still had doubts about that. But I refused to sit around and let everyone else fight for their lives.

I was partially responsible for that stupid man’s appearance into these men’s lives, and I was going to help get rid of him.

Still, I sucked in a breath and slowly turned around to face him. Calm washed over me as I stared at his beautiful face. It dawned on me that he was still waiting for an answer from me. I nodded. “I’m about as ready as I will ever be.”

Brock closed the door behind him and then closed the gap between us. He kept his eyes on mine and it was damn near impossible to look away from them. Once he stood nearly toe-to-toe with me, I was close enough to see that they had facets in them… just like true crystals.

My heart skipped a beat.

“Are you nervous?” he asked, narrowing his eyes on mine.

I shrugged. “I am. A little.”

He smirked in the crooked little way that he always seemed to and closed the gap between us. His fingers slid behind my head just at the base of my skull and brought his mouth closer to mine.

Before he kissed me, he said, “I wanted to do this from the first moment I had laid eyes on you.”

I sucked in a shocked breath as his mouth brushed against mine in the softest, gentlest, slowest kiss.

My body ignited. My never endings exploded like fireworks. Heat flushed through my system as a flood rushed between my legs.

Twice now, I have had the best sex of my life. Ever. In my entire life. I was sure Brock was going to be no different. And part of me felt like he was getting the shorter end of the stick. After all, I just had the most mind-blowing, rough sex with Xavier and now I was crawling into bed with Brock.

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