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Love and respect don’t mean everything is perfect, all of the time. It means you love and respect someonedespitetheir flaws.
They have blood on their hands, but I still trust them.
I stillcravethe excitement something like this brings.
Because even though I like to think I’m different… I’m not.
I’m just like them.
And this is how I’ll prove it.
“Pick up the gun and hold it to your head, Harlow,” Alaric murmurs.
I take a slow, steady breath as I do what he says. When the barrel is pressing against my temple, Alaric bites his lower lip as he begins to remove his tie.
“Good girl,” he says, his voice low. “Now, pull the trigger.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-THREE
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Harlow’s handshakes as she stares at Alaric, wide-eyed.
“Is it loaded?” she asks.
He stands up and begins to unbutton his shirt. For some reason, I think of when he fucked Sterling on the plane, and my cock twitches.
I’ve never been attracted to the other guys like that. Before Harlow, we shared women, but we never crossed that line. We made sure of it. However, with her, it feels… like we’re all officially connected.
“Scared?” Alaric asks, discarding his jacket and shirt neatly on the back of the couch. After kicking off his shoes, he places one knee on either side of her hips. She gasps as she looks into his eyes.
“No. I’m not scared.” Her hands shake even more as her finger tightens on the trigger. It clicks, and she sags in relief. “Asshole,” she whispers, setting the gun down before springing forward and wrapping her arms around Alaric’s neck.
Pulling him down, she kisses him fiercely.
Something about seeing Alaric straddle her, about seeing their bodies move against each other…
Gideon and Sterling both look like they’re about to pounce as well.
I stand up and walk over to the gun, kneeling in front of where Alaric and Harlow are sitting on the couch.
“You like danger, don’t you, little monster?” I smile as I drag the gun down her calf.
Alaric climbs off of her and tugs her jeans off. And then she’s pulling her sweater and bra over her head before her hooded eyes find mine.
“I like real danger. I bet that gun isn’t even loaded.” She gives me a challenging smile.
After I knock her legs apart with my hands and scoot between her legs, I cock my head and move the gun over her bare skin. She shivers.
“Is that so?” I ask, narrowing my eyes.
Her golden skin pebbles as I hold it up to the ceiling and pull the trigger. It fires, and a bullet cracks through the plaster. Harlow screams and looks at me in horror.
“I could’ve killed myself before!”
“You think we were playing around?” I chuckle, delighting in the way she shrinks back. She likes fear… and I like scaring her. “We don’t play games, Harlow. We don’t half ass anything. Of course it’s loaded. Now, spread your legs wider and do what I say.”
Her legs shake as she pulls them apart. Being on my knees, I get a fantastic view of her bare pussy. Growling, I reach up and palm her perfect tits with my free hand.
