Dead Drop (The Guild, #2)

by Tate James

Oh yeah. I was coming for her… No way in hell was I walking away from a woman who was clearly my soul mate. We were fucking fated.

Unsolicited dick pics in general were never sexy, but this? This was no mere dick pic. This was a work of art.

“As for this?” He fucked into my pussy with ferocity. “This is definitely mine. Don’t even think about pulling out that battery-operated dick again without my permission, beautiful.”

I swallowed hard. I wanted to know everything about Stanley. I wanted him dead. How dare he elicit such loyalty and adoration from my DeLuna? He had to go. She was mine and I would not share.

3982: You’re a psychopath, Bunny. 6279: No, I’m a sociopath, mon cœur. I’m your sociopath. Never forget it.

My only logical explanation was that my greedy cunt was exerting her power over my mind, and slowing my reflexes. She didn’t want to fight Kai off. Not really. So she was making it easy on him. Stupid fucking vaginas with minds of their own.

No man owned me. I was my own woman, and that’d never change, no matter how hot I found the charade.

“I hate the way you smile when you think about him, Siren. It makes me want to burn the whole fucking world down just to wipe him off the face of it. That smile is mine, and mine alone. It’s about fucking time you understood what that means.”