“Araya, baby, you don’t want to hurt me, so take your medicine,” he begs.
“You know I won’t hurt you,” I murmur against the curve of his neck as my lips trail down, and then I rip his shirt off to expose his perfect upper body.
“Baby, you already hurt Brazen. You don’t want to do that to me,” he murmurs against my lips.
“He’s not you,” I utter while undoing his belt. “He’s never been you.”
Suddenly his lips are attacking mine as he gives into my plea, and his hands grip my sides.
“Not here, baby,” he breathes into my ear, and he grabs a sheet to wrap me up in as he carries me out of the apartment.
“Oh my gosh. Is she okay?” Angelica gushes as she comes running down the hallway.
You tricky, spoiled little hybrid. How dare you speak to my man!
I fling her to the other end of the hall to slam her into the wall with the angered force of my power showing no mercy.
“Let’s see who’s stronger,” I taunt.
“No baby, don’t do this with me here, please. I want to go have some fun with you,” my hybrid promises, and my eyes go back to him, my smile and lust returning.
“I’m getting her out of here,” Hale murmurs to Clay as he runs up, and I drop to the ground as he continues holding the sheet on me.
“Where are we going?” I murmur while running my hands on his chest.
“Circuit, baby. You don’t need to be here right now.”
I jump up so my knees rest on his hips as my lips consume his. He grips me tighter, and Grayson runs over to help up Angelica.
“We don’t attack hybrids when savage,” he mutters while holding up his fallen girl.
“We do when they provoke us. Right now she sees Angelica as the enemy. You don’t know the hell Araya lived through growing up. She suffered more than any of us because she would take the blame for everything so no one else would be hurt,” Clay groans out. “The whip lashed her over seventeen hundred times because she claimed everything.”
Angelica’s tears fall, and Hale brings my face back to his to keep me from looking at her anymore.
“I love you,” I giggle out as he starts walking me through the hall.
“I love you, baby,” he coos, and then a chill spreads as a full blood steps in front of us and the doors.
“I knew you were hybrid trash,” Greta scolds.
I smirk as I stare into her pale eyes, and I feel the energized power rolling through my veins with thunderous force. She’s suddenly flying backwards, and Hale’s eyes widen as we see her have a gentler landing. Angelica. That fucking hybrid bitch.
“Next time I’ll put us on lockdown,” Clay huffs. “Get her out of here, and I’ll try explaining to Mrs. Mordel what just happened.”
“I’ll call you later,” Hale murmurs against my lips when I refuse to let him draw back again.
He puts me in the car, carefully covering me in the sheet, but I don’t plan on behaving. I leap over to be in his lap the moment he sits down, the sheet free from my body, and I feel his guilty smile as he relishes my eager and passionate touch.
“I love you, Araya,” he murmurs into my mouth.
“I love you. You’re mine.”
“Yes I am,” he promises. “Always, baby.”
With his love confessed, I finish what I had started in the apartment by ripping free his belt and releasing his erection.
The car cranks up, and he slams it into gear as I force his erection inside me. He groans out as he pulls the vial out once more, and I smash it to the ground using my gift.
