Altered by Lead (Undercover Sinners, #2)

by C.M. Stunich

Colt groans again, sending another lightning bolt of fear zapping through me. "No," he replies, still sounding pained as he leans forward, shifting in his wheelchair. "Ah, fuck, I think I'm dying. These fucking emo jeans are too tight on my massive hard on, bro."

"Fuck. That." Colt glares daggers at his best friend. "You try to pick me up like a girl and I'll nut punch you so hard you'll get pubes stuck in your teeth."

"Did you just mouth asshole porcupine?" Colt asks,

Hawke’s hatred for me, Arsen’s insatiable lust, Colt’s desperate need to be liked, Weston’s quiet jealousy … and Mace’s strained avoidance.

Somebody here has to be the bigger man and stand up for Natalia. Never in a million years thought that person would be me, but well, here it goes.

Colt

Two weeks later, and I still haven't figured out how to channel the anger I felt that day when I overheard the guys discussing their filthy ass bet.

Reasoning with him. Hah, I'm joking. I totally kiss the living shit out of him.

Instead of avoiding her because I don’t feel worthy, I should be making myself a better man.

Mason

He’s everything my depraved inner self wants: a man to love me, but a beast to fuck me.

About Mason

"Ride me," Hawke orders, his fingers digging painfully into my hips as he demonstrates what he wants. "Ride my cock like you fucking missed it, pet, and I'll let you come before I smack your ass until it's blue."

"So, what's it going to be, pet?" Hawke fucking purrs the question at me. "One of the boys? Or my girl?"

"I love you, Natalia," he says, lids hooded

Hawke

kind of thought we might settle down and have babies together, but … I could get used to this. You, me, the team. Bloodshed. Money.”

Weston

“A girl like me needs all of it, everything. I spent my whole life trapped, caged. I want to experience every side of myself, every facet. I want to make babies, sure, just not yet. I want to live on the edge of adrenaline. I want to be dominated and loved and worshipped and topped.”

“Don’t think about how you might fuck it up. Assume you won’t, and stride in like you’re bulletproof. Fear is your worst goddamn enemy.”

Arsen