Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

My nostrils flared and my jaw clenched as I bared my teeth at the low guttural groans in the room.

I should’ve kept her secret and cuffed to my bed. Leaving only the stain of my fingers on her soul and the scent of my come in her cunt. I wanted her…Iwanted her.

Harder,she mouthed.Please…please, use me.

Her hair was fisted in his other hand. But it was her beautiful pussy we all stared at. The shine of her come so fucking bright on the camera as she lifted her ass, driving his fingers deeper inside. Until with a silent cry, she shuddered…and collapsed, giving in to the wave of euphoria I could almost feel clamping around my hard cock. And if I felt that, I was damn sure every other male in this room did as well.

But my brother wasn’t done. No, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and worked the button of his trousers. His cock sprang out…hard as a fucking rod, and she knew just what to do.

He drove in all the way, using the fuck out of her mouth. Saliva drooled from her lips until that hunger turned into the overwhelming urge to breathe.

She bucked, jerking out of his hold, beating against his thighs until he pulled out.

Heaving breaths consumed her. She looked up at him with a mixture of fear and pleasure.

It was that look that sealed the deal.

Making the hunter in all of us rise to the surface.

He knew they were all watching.

And this was the only way we had to secure her position with the others and deliver her right where we needed her to be. In the black site where Hale waited.

Heavy breaths were the only sounds in the room. All eyes were on her…and I didn’t like it one fucking bit. My fingers ached to feel the cold steel of a gun, one I’d aim at every ravenous fucking gaze in this room. I clenched my jaw, biting down on my rage as I turned my head.

One guard tried to fix himself and turned away. But it was the steely stare of Coulter fixed on the camera that pissed me more.

Turn your head, motherfucker…while you still have a head to turn.

If it had been anyone else, I would’ve had the bastard against the wall with cold steel pushed between his teeth. But he wasn’t just anyone else, and the longer I watched Coulter, the deeper that desperation moved. His skin looked almost white in the screen's glow. He was mesmerized, never once shifting his gaze from the display.

“I want her.” He said quietly.

My gut clenched.

What the fuck did he say?

I scowled.

Goddamn motherfucker.

Thoughts of violence filled my head. My body trembled, fighting against the need to launch myself across the room and tear out his goddamn eyes with my fingers. He turned his head in that moment, that stony stare fixed on mine.

“Make it happen.” He commanded like I was his fucking dog.

My voice shook with rage. “Itdoesn’twork like that. There are contracts and money. Only Hale signs off on—”

He turned and stepped closer, cutting me off. “In case you haven’t yet caught on, Hale Order is under new management…me.So when I say I want something.” He turned his head and stared at Helene in the camera as she sat naked and panting on the floor. “I want it.”

He turned back to me, holding my stare. “So, will you make the arrangements, or do I need to do that myself?”

“I’ll do it.” I forced the words through clenched teeth, my mind racing.“Afterthe Daughter has completed the training requirements.”

His nostrils flared. Hate glinted. “Fine.” He answered. “But not a second longer.”

He looked once more at the screen where she waited, before he turned around and strode from the room.

This wasn’t over. That I knew. Not by a long shot.