Page 138 of Boys Who Hunt
I place my hand on his face and gently caress him. “Are you okay?”
His tongue dips out, and he briefly bites his lip. Suddenly, he grips my face with both hands and smashes his lips on mine so hard I nearly fall over.
“I love you,” he whispers against my mouth. “Nothing will ever change that.”
I nod against his lips, smiling. His eyes immediately travel to the gun lying on the couch, and he goes to grab it, tucking it into his pocket before he zips back up again.
Suddenly, the door opens, and I pull my panties and dress back in place, hiding the evidence of whatever the hell that was. I don’t know if I could call it a revenge fuck, or a jealousy fuck, or a complicated emotions fuck. But fuck, did it feel so fucking good.
I just took two dicks at once from two masked men.
And now I still feel … insatiable.
“Max. Ivy.” Silas’s voice instantly makes my skin heat again. His eyes find Max first before they home in on me, and he narrows them. “What the fuck were you doing in here? I just saw Heath rushing down the stairs.”
“Heath,” Max mutters, and he briefly glances at me before rushing off, pushing past Silas. “I have to go.”
He’s gone before I can even say another word.
“Tell me what just happened,” Silas continues.
“Nothing,” I say.
I’m not about to give him more ammo.
Silas closes the door behind him and walks to the middle of the room. “You’re lying to me.” He crosses his arms.
I swallow back the nerves while he gazes around until he finds the mini vault.
“You were going to steal from the Phantoms, weren’t you?”
I’m incensed he’d say it out loud. Even if it’s true, it’s none of his business.
“You just couldn’t help yourself,” Silas says.
“Fuck you, I’m out of here,” I say, and I waltz past him, but he grips my arm and forces me to stay.
“You keep saying that word like you haven’t already been fucked plenty.” He eyes me up and down, briefly pausing near mythighs, and I can feel the wet cum creating a trail. “Is your pussy still throbbing from the aftermath of two dicks?”
I furrow my brows at him. “You just love to humiliate me, don’t you?”
He smirks. “Very much … I’m fueled by the way you react.”
“Fuel yourself on this,” I say, sticking up my middle finger before marching out the door and slamming it shut behind me.
My plan got foiled. Completely ruined because Max found me, and then Heath too … and when Silas stepped into the room, I knew it was over.
There’s no way I’m going to get that money out of the vault now. Silas would probably report me to the Phantom Society leadership, and I’d end up in jail. Or worse, somewhere dead in a ditch.
That money is gone, along with my hopes of keeping Cora and me safe.
Tears well up in my eyes, but I push them away.
The last thing I’m going to give those guys are my precious fucking tears.
“Ivy! I was looking for you.” Océane’s voice stops me in my tracks in the middle of the foyer. “Where were you?”
“I had to … take a long bathroom break,” I lie.