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Kade POVI don’t know what the fuck I’m doing here. I don’t know how I ended up like this, tangled in this fucked-up, messy, confusing thing with him, but I do know that for the first time since everything went to hell, I don’t feel like I’m suffocating.“Are you actually asleep, or are you just ignoring me?” His voice is quiet, but there’s something in his tone is teasing and familiar.I sigh, not opening my eyes. “If I was asleep, you’d be waking me up just to be an asshole, wouldn’t you?”He chuckles, and I feel him shift, rolling onto his side to face me. “You know me so well.”“Unfortunately.”“You’re lucky I have a soft spot for you, Mercer. Otherwise, I’d kick your ungrateful ass out of my bed.”I finally roll onto my back, turning my head to look at him. He’s grinning like he’s got me exactly where he wants me. Fucking bastard.“You don’t have a soft spot for me,” I mutter, shaking my head.“Mm, no? Then why the fuck are you still here?”I open my mouth, then close it. Good qu
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Kade POVHe leans in, his nose brushing mine, his lips just barely touching. “You like this,” he murmurs, rocking his hips just enough to make me curse under my breath. “You like being under me.”I don’t...but I also fucking do. God, I don’t fucking know anymore.His hand moves between us, fingers sliding under my waistband, and I should stop this, but I don’t. His touch is firm, skilled, too fucking good, and my brain shuts off completely.“Say it,” he whispers, dragging his lips down my throat. “Say you want this.”I hate him, and I hate myself but I don’t stop him and when he grips me, stroking slow, teasing, I groan, my head falling back.He smirks against my skin. “That’s what I thought.”I lose myself completely. I should stop this. I should push him off. I should be stronger, should have the willpower to shove him away and walk the fuck out. But my body betrays me, my mind betrays me.I’m fucking weak. His fingers move with expert precision, teasing and dragging just enough to
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Kade POV I push off the bed, ignoring the dull ache in my muscles, the lingering heat under my skin, the way his eyes track every move I make like he’s still not done with me.“I need a shower,” I mutter, heading toward the bathroom before he can say something else that will make me want to strangle him or kiss him again.“Take your time,” he calls after me, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “I’ll be right here, waiting for round two.”I swear to fucking God, I’m going to kill him.The water is scorching, the heat hitting my skin in a way that should hurt, but it doesn’t. Instead, it seeps in deep, loosening my muscles, washing away the soreness, the tension, the weight of everything pressing down on me.For the first time in what feels like forever, my body feels good. The ache in my ribs fades under the pressure of the steam, the stiffness in my limbs easing as the heat wraps around me, soothing, numbing, taking away all the shit clogging up my head.My lips twitch slightly, a
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Rook POVKade’s been in there too long.I stretch out on the bed, waiting, giving him space, but minutes pass, and something feels off. My eyes flicker toward the window, the memory of him climbing out last time still fresh, and annoyance flares through me. If he ran again, I swear to fucking god.Pushing up, I stride toward the bathroom, not bothering to knock as I push the door open. The steam is thick, clinging to every surface, but through it, I see him, still standing under the water, his back to me, his hands braced against the tile like the only thing keeping him upright is the goddamn wall.Smirking, I lean against the doorframe. “I thought you had run again,” I say, waiting for some smart-ass remark, but he doesn’t say anything.My smirk fades and I step inside, closing the door behind me, stripping off my shirt as I move toward him. Something isn’t right. I know it.Without a word, I drop the rest of my clothes and step into the shower, the water scorching against my skin, b
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Rook POVI’ll take it. For now.We get dried off in silence, the only sound is the occasional rustle of towels against skin, the distant hum of the house settling, and the steady rhythm of Kade’s breathing. He moves slower than usual, dragging the towel through his hair, rolling his shoulders like he’s still trying to shake something off, but at least he’s moving.That’s a start. I toss my towel aside, grabbing a clean pair of sweats and pulling them on before turning to face him. “Get dressed,” I tell him, reaching for a shirt.He snorts under his breath. “I am, fuckhead.”I smirk, leaning against the dresser, watching him pull on his clothes like it’s the most exhausting thing he’s ever done. “Is that the best you can come up with, Mercer?”He glares at me, shoving his arms into his hoodie. “What do you want, a fucking poetry recital?”“Would be nice. Maybe something a little more creative. I mean, ‘fuckhead’? C’mon. You’ve got an extensive vocabulary of insults, and that’s what you
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Kade POVMy phone vibrates in my pocket, giving me an excuse to drop the conversation. I pull it out and see Rook’s name flash across the screen.Rook: Go out with the team. I’ve got shit to handle with my father.I don’t reply right away, my fingers tightening around the phone.Another message comes through.Rook: And don’t go getting naked in alleys again. You might not be so lucky next time.My jaw clenches as I glare at the screen. Fucker.“Who’s that?” Tyler asks, still watching me like he’s trying to read my damn mind.“No one,” I mutter, shoving my phone back into my pocket.I should go home. I should shower, sleep, let my body recover. But something about the way my team is watching me, the way Rook thinks he can just tell me what to do, makes my chest burn with something too close to frustration.“Fuck it,” I say, standing up. “Let’s go get trashed.”The guys cheer, shoving me toward the door as we head out. I don’t know if I actually want this, but at least for tonight, I ca
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Going Home
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Kade POVPain drags me from sleep, and I move slightly, opening my eyes to see we’re on the plane. I can’t remember anything after Rook getting me. I turn, and he’s sitting beside me.He looks wrecked, he’s worried. Smirking, I nudge him, and he turns to face me. “Sorry I was late home.”Groaning, he punches my arm, and I grunt. “Shit, sorry,” he mutters.“It’s fine, that was the only part of my body that didn’t hurt. Now it feels included,” I mock, and he groans.“Like I care that you were home late. Fucked-up thinking, Kade.”I shrug slightly. “Shame, if you were angry, the sex to punish me would have been fucking epic.”“You’re totally fine, clear. Go back to sleep, nob.”Smirking, I lean my head against his shoulder and hold in the groan. At least now he’s smiling and not so worried about me. “Where&
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Stopped
Rook POVI tilt my head, watching him writhe. “You’re holding out for them, huh? You think they’re watching? That they’re waiting to see if you can handle a little pain before they decide you’re worth saving?”He chokes on his breath, his fingers twitching against the blood-slick table.I grip his chin, forcing him to look at me. “They don’t give a fuck about you. Every second you sit here thinking you’re being loyal, you’re just another second closer to dying for people who don’t even know your fucking name.”He sucks in a broken breath, but his lips stay pressed together.“Fine.” I grab his pinky, and before he can even brace for it, I snap it back. A sickening crack echoes through the room, his strangled scream tearing from his throat as he thrashes.I let him writhe, let the pain settle deep into his bones before I lean in close. “You've got a few fingers left. You ready to waste them all for people who wouldn’t piss on you if you were o
Pucking Forbidden Claim Forcing Him
Rook POVI yank the knife out and slam my fist into his ribs. He chokes on a breath, curling in on himself, but I don’t give him time to recover before I drive my knee into his stomach. He crumples to the floor, coughing, blood dripping from his mouth.“You’re making this worse for yourself,” I warn, crouching in front of him. “You think you’re gonna hold out? You think you’ll last?”“I don’t—” His voice cuts off in a strangled cry as I grab his fingers, wrenching one back until it snaps.His scream rips through the room, raw and desperate.I grip his hair, forcing his head up to meet my eyes. “You’ve got nine more before I move onto something worse. Now tell me. Where. Is. He?”Tears spill down his face, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His lips tremble, but he still doesn’t fucking answer.“Stubborn,” I mutter before grabbing another finger and snapping it just as easily as the first. His body jolts, another scream tearing from
