Havoc
My cock’s still hard as a rock when I thump down the steps toward Brute’s infirmary. As I reach the door to the basement, it flies open, almost hitting me in the face.
“Watch where you’re going, fucker,” Sage snaps. He shoots me an irritated look before stomping up the steps.
I glance back at him. Professor’s in a fuckin’ mood. I growl under my breath. For a genius, he can be really stupid sometimes. He’s supposed to be watching her.
Shaking my head, I walk into the infirmary and halt. Venom’s standing at the foot of the bed, staring down at our captive. She’s cuffed hand and foot to the bedrails. Venom’s pulled her ass forward so her knees are bent. My fists clench. He’s idly running his hand over her bare stomach.
“Thought you said no one was supposed to touch her, Keep.” The disrespect slips out.
He jerks as if I caught him off guard. I like that I startled him.
“My house, my rules.” He doesn’t take his eyes off her. My jaw tightens as he slides his hand down to her pussy. “She’s fuckin’ beautiful,” he muses, not seeming to realize he’s spoken. “Like an angel.”
Her eyes are still closed, and she doesn’t move. I drink in her naked body, long limbs immobilized. My cock’s hard to the point of distraction.
Venom strokes her pussy as if it’s his. Fuck that, she’s mine. Mine.
Shit, women are a dime a dozen to me, but I hate the thought of anyone’s hands on her. His being my fuckin’ Keeper’s all that’s preventing me from throwing him through a wall into next week.
“You want her, Havoc?” Eyes on her, he slips one finger into her cunt. She still doesn’t move.
“Actually, I wanna snap your neck,” I say.
He grins. “I know you want her, and I guess I do too. Tired as fuck of fighting it.” He withdraws his fingers and licks her juices off. “We need her out of our heads. It’s our job to look after things. We both gotta have clear heads to lead the club outta this mess.”
I grunt in acknowledgment. He’s right. This possessive shit’s making me want to shove my cock down her throat until she chokes.
“She needs to be fucked,” Venom rasps. “I wanna see you give her what she deserves.”
Shit, yeah.
Before, the idea of letting anyone touch her rankled, but now everything in me’s telling me to share her. She isn’t only mine. She’s ours. It just feels… right. Like something in me is choosing him.
Choosing him for her.
I cross the room to them. Venom makes room for me, moving to her head. I step into the spot between her legs, looking her over. She’s toned without being bulky. Even in repose, there’s a certain grace to her body. Hard and soft all at the same time, built for battle. And fucking.
I tweak her nipple and smirk at him. “Think it’s time to wake her up, Keep.”
His smile widens. Then he bends down and lays one right on her lips.
She thrashes awake, arms and legs tugging hard on the cuffs as if she’s being waterboarded.
This is gonna be fun