Page 81 of Psycho


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“Only when I snatched them, but I never touched them in… that way. Only Deon.” Then he grinned. “Human girls can’t handle me in bed. I usually end up killing them.”

Menace, who was closest to the cage, reached through the bars at the top and snatched him by the hair, then slammed his head into the top of it.

“Ow, you creepy fucker!” the vampire hollered, looking up at Menace.

“Like I haven’t heard that before,” he said with a chuckle, releasing his hair.

“Where do you take the girls?” Trigger asked, his massive arms folded across his cut.

He was silent then, not so quick to throw out an answer.

“Menace, your switchblade,” Trigger said, holding out his hand. Menace plunked it into Trigger’s hand. He then flicked it open and got close to the cage. “I’m going to start cutting off fingers, then I’ll move to… larger appendages.”

“If I tell you, I’m as good as dead,” the vamp said, eyeing the switchblade.

“If you don’t tell us, you’ll wish you were,” Psycho replied, his arms folded across his cut.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “There’s a location in Hancock County where we meet up with them and trade the girls.”

“Why do you only take one a time and leave the rest in a location for weeks?” I asked.

“I don’t know. That’s just what they told us to do,” he replied.

“When’s the next exchange?” Psycho asked.

He licked his lips then clamped them shut, and Trigger flicked the switchblade open and closed. He asked to anyone, “What’s the date?”

“Thursday, the twenty-third,” I replied.

He cursed under his breath. “Uh, tonight. But who knows if it’ll happen because all our girls escaped.” The vamp looked at me.

“Oh, I’m sure dickhead found some more vamps and managed to snatch a few girls after his burns healed,” I snarled.

“You’re gonna take us to the location,” Psycho said. He looked over to the bar where Cutter had been busy setting out food.

“I’m hungry and I need a shower. Take turns babysitting.” He pointed to the vampire inmate and Trigger, Menace, Chaos, Wizard, and Strife nodded.

Psycho grabbed my hand and led me out the front door.

“You know,” I said after we were outside. “They have Anna. Maybe she’ll be there tonight?”

He looked at me gravely. “I don’t know. I’m sure they offloaded her already. I’m sorry.”

I hung my head. He was right. Why would they hold onto her this long?

Shep used his fingers to lift my chin. “I don’t want you to get your hopes up, but we’ll look for her, okay?”

“Thank you.”

“C’mon.” He put me on the back of his bike and we took the short road to his house.

Water rained down on me from Shep’s fancy showerheads. He had a massive shower I could throw a party in, four showerheads not missing an inch of our bodies.

Not that we were paying attention to the water.

Shep ran the soapy loofah down my spine, bending to kiss each of my ass cheeks before he soaped them up, then ran it down each of my legs slowly. Then he stood and went around to the front, where water dripped down my body and off my pebbled breasts. He soaped up my neck, chest, then both breasts, his cock standing at attention and pointing right at me. I stared down at it with desire before raising my gaze back to him, where he stared at me with heat blazing in his eyes.

He washed the rest of me and then slammed me up against the tiled wall of the shower, his hand around my throat. It startled me at first, but I knew I could trust Shep. I could trust this man wouldn’t hurt me—my mate. I knew he cared about me, but he also had some quirks that I was learning.

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