Page 87 of Devour

I walk over to the couch and grab Tracy by the arm, pulling her off Crew’s dick. She stumbles off his lap and catches herself on the arm of the couch, her skirt falling back down her thighs.

“What the fuck, Axl?” She shoves her hair out of her face and glares at me. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous now when you’re still fucking that little slut.”

I grip her hair and jerk her head back so her chin is pointed to the ceiling. I angle her head so she’s looking at Saylor. “Apologize to my girl, right fucking now.”

Crew sits up and tucks his dick back into his pants, looking more annoyed about the interruption than anything else. “Dude. I was almost fucking done.”

“You’ll live.” I say to Crew, but I don’t let go of Tracy’s hair. “Now fucking apologize.”

Tracy’s eyes cut to Saylor standing in the doorway. Saylor stares back at her with a deep scowl on her face. My girl looks like she’s ready to claw this bitch’s eyes out, and depending on what she has to say, that might be exactly what happens.

“I’m not apologizing to her,” Tracy spits.

I tighten my grip. “Wrong fucking answer, bitch.” I twist her hair in my hand. “Last chance.”

Tears form in her eyes. Those won’t do shit for me. “Fine. Fuck. I’m sorry. But why is it my fucking fault?”

“You know why. Who told you to be in my room last night?”

Her eyebrows pinch together as confusion takes over her expression. “What do you mean, who told me? You did.”

“I wasn’t in that room, Tracy. I wasn’t even in this building.”

“Bullshit,” she growls. “You texted me. You told me to meet you at your suite while Saylor was gone.” She tries to pull away from my grip, and I hold her in place. “Then you fucked me. Don’t stand here and act like it didn’t happen just because your little girlfriend is upset about it.”

“Show me the text.”

Her mouth opens and then closes. “I deleted it. You told me to.”

“I didn’t tell you shit,” I snap. I let go of her hair, and she stumbles back a step. “Did you hear someone with my voice speak out loud to you? I’ll save you the trouble, because I know you didn’t. I wasn’t fucking there!”

“It was you.” But her voice has lost its edge. She’s looking at Crew now, then back at me, and I can see the doubt creeping in behind her eyes. “Why would someone pretend to be you?”

“Thank you for finally catching the fuck up.” I motion for Saylor to come to me and she does. I wrap my arm around her back and grip her opposite hip, holding her to my side. It’s been too long since I’ve had my hands on my heathen.

“Think, Tracy. The text you got—what number did it come from?”

“It was a blocked number. I don’t have your number anyway, so I wouldn’t have known if it was yours. I just assumed you wanted to make sure Saylor didn’t find out.”

Saylor lunges for her. “So you like fucking other women’s men on the side like a fucking bitch?”

“He’s going to be my husband,” Tracy growls.

Saylor slaps Tracy across the face just before I pull her back. I don’t care if she beats the fuck out of the bitch, but I need answers.

“Get it through your head. There is no arrangement. I’m not marrying you.” I pin Saylor to my side while she glares at Tracy. “Did my father tell you to get between Saylor and me?”

“He told me the arrangement was real and that you’d come around. That I just needed to be patient and make myself available.” She’s looking at the floor now, her face red where Saylor slapped her. “When I got the text, I thought you finally wanted me.”

I look at Crew. He’s watching Tracy with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. I know he doesn’t give a shit about her. Kase is leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, listening.

I turn back to Tracy. She’s standing there with her arms wrapped around herself, looking smaller than I’ve ever seen her. Part of me knows she was used. Someone played her the same way they played Saylor. But she wanted to hurt my girl.

“Stay the fuck away from Saylor. And if my father contacts you again, you fucking tell me. Immediately.”

She doesn’t respond. She sits back down on the couch and stares at the floor.

I pull Saylor from the room and lead her up upstairs to our suite. The first thing I have to do is change the door code.