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Beastly meets my eyes again, and then he draws me upright so I’m against his chest. His knot is still inside me, but after a moment, it’s deflated enough that it doesn’t hurt when he pulls me off of his cock. Holding me close like I’m precious to him, he nuzzles my head with the underside of his massive jaw.
“Someday,” he rumbles.
I blink. I didn’t know he could speak in this form.
He runs his hands up and down my back like he’s cuddling me, and it makes some of my tension melt. Hydes don’t always understand the intricacies of life. They’re fairly straightforward about everything, even if their version of logic doesn’t always make sense to anyone else.
So of course Beastly and Puck don’t see how complicated this all actually is.
As if proving my thoughts right, Puck turns, grinning. “Ghastly next.”
I look over my shoulder to find Zeb still in his Jekyll form several feet away. His hard cock is noticeable in his pants, but he hasn’t taken off any clothes or shifted at all.
I give him a confused look.
He hesitates, that same uncertainty on his face that I saw when he and the others first revealed their Hydes to me. Like for some reason he’s wondering if I’ll run away, even now. “I have something special planned for you, beautiful. If you’ll trust me, that is.”
I’m baffled. “I trust you.”
Even though he grins, that worried look still isn’t fully gone. “Okay. If you feel even a little bit uncomfortable, though, you tell me to stop, understand? This is important. Promise me?”
I nod warily. “I promise.”
He nods back, looking a touch relieved. “Can you stand up? It’d be best if we started with you?—”
The front door explodes.
Ballistic pieces of wood shred the air, but Beastly moves instantly, twisting away with incredible speed to cover me. Past his arm, I spot a canister tumbling into the living room.
He presses my face to his furry chest as another explosion, this time of light and sound, suddenly rips through the room.
Flash-bang, I think in shock, all my senses jangling. Holy shit, that was a flash-bang. I’ve seen them in movies.
Hollywood doesn’t do them justice.
But Beastly’s quick reaction means my eyes aren’t as dazed as my ears, and when I look up again, smoke is pouring from a second canister, sending clouds of it billowing up to choke the room.
As quickly as he shielded me, Beastly is gone.
I cough, pushing away from the ground. My hearing is muffled, but I make out the sound of shouting. Crashing. Beastly appears briefly through the smoke, a black-clad intruder held aloft in his grip. Tentacles thrash in the shadows as Zeb’s Hyde, Ghastly, rips away anyone who tries to leave the smoke to reach me. Puck launches into the fray, his long fingers and claws extended. Screams follow and blood sprays from amid the clouds of smoke to splatter across the carpet.
Creepy surges up. We’re buck-fricking-naked and dripping cum, but she doesn’t care. She wants to fight. To help. To devour these intruders who think they can hurt our Jekylls and Hydes.
Sounds good to me.
I take a breath, ready to release my hold on her.
A small object whips out of the smoke, striking my neck before I’m done shifting or can move out of the way. My black-nailed hand rises, smacking at it and finding a dart.
It’s bigger than the one the traders used before. It’s attached to a vial that’s only got a tiny amount of bluish liquid still inside it.
Ghastly tumbles out of the smoke and crashes to the ground ahead of me, his tentacles limp on the floor. Beastly howls, but I see him stagger in the fog. Puck is a shadowy figure in the smoke and he leaps toward something farther on that I can’t see.
But then he stumbles back too. He tries to rally, charging forward again, and popping noises penetrate the thick cotton in my ears.
He lurches.
They shot him. Oh gods, they shot Puck, not with tranqs but with bullets from an actual fucking gun.
