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The strangers facing us were close to the edge of violence and I needed to diffuse the situation. The rising tension scared me enough that I managed to shrug off my embarrassment and force a smile. While they’d heard plenty, they didn’t get to see more than my skirt moving around as Leo practically licked me into a coma of pleasure.

I could pretend nothing was wrong and be an adult about the situation. “Hi, my name’s Hannah Barnes, nice to meet you.”

Chapter 7

Leo

There are a few men in this world I consider true friends. Ramón was one of them. Lucky for him, because the appreciative look he was giving Hannah would have gotten him killed otherwise. And only after a good deal of pain and torture, but I couldn’t blame him.

Hannah was a striking young woman who radiated life and innocence in a way that made me want to shelter her, protect her fragile beauty. She was an irresistible temptation to men such as me and Ramón. Especially when she was so pretty after she came. A high blush colored her cheeks, and her breath still panted out a little bit fast. The dress set off her elegant body beautifully, and she somehow managed to exude class in what was no doubt an uncomfortable situation for her. But I knew what a dirty girl she was beneath the thin veneer of civilization.

Plus, the room reeked of the musk from her dripping cunt. These men could taste it with their every breath, and I knew her slit was as delicious as it smelled. The guard standing to Ramón’s right took a slow, deep breath in through his mouth and I tried to keep from growling.

Some may think that by allowing Ramón and his men hear and watch her climax, I was sharing them with her, but it couldn’t be further from the truth. That sexual act was my public stamp on her with these men, a branding that could not be mistaken for anything else. I know Judith, and I know she’ll be tempted to see if Ramón can sway Hannah’s affections for me. He can be very charming when he wants to be, but I don’t think Judith counted on how much he’d changed over the past year.

Gone was the playboy known for breaking women’s hearts right and left, and in his place stood a cold man who looked at most females with contempt.

I couldn’t imagine the kind of woman it was going to take to break through his defenses, and wondered if he already had a girl in mind.

That is, if this worked.

I could feel Hannah getting ready to bolt, but Ramón still had a way with women, because the warm smile he gave her made Hannah hesitate. “It’s nice to meet you. Forgive the interruption, but I have some pressing business with Leo that can’t wait.”

Fuck business. I didn’t want to let her go, craved her touch, but Ramón wouldn’t have come here without a good reason. I’d hoped to have at least a few days with her, uninterrupted, so I could imprint myself on her the way she’d imprinted herself on me. I was her slave, plain and simple, would do anything for her, and I worried about her learning just how obsessed I was with her. Even now I could scarcely believe I was touching her, that she curved herself into my side, trusted me to support her light weight.

Sure enough, Hannah tried to pull away. “Of course. I can just get my things—”

“No,” I said, maybe a bit too harshly. “Please, this won’t take long. Stay.”

Her soft caramel-brown eyes looked up at me and I could easily read her lingering embarrassment. The vulnerability in her gaze, how she seemed honestly worried that I didn’t want her here, all tugged at the pit of my stomach, making me feel unfamiliar but pleasant things. Her pink, swollen lips pulled into a delicious pout, only increasing her air of sultry innocence.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be an imposition.”

“It won’t take long,” Ramón said in a gentle, almost coaxing purr that raised my hackles. “Please, don’t leave on our account. I know Leo would be pissed if I scared you away, so spare me the ass-kicking, if you would.”

Hannah’s chiming giggle drew everyone’s attention as she smiled at Ramón, then up at me, her dark eyes flashing with sweet humor. “Well, I wouldn’t want that on my conscience.”

The playful light in her doe-eyed gaze drew me in and I spiraled out of the cold darkness that was my normal state of mind, straining for the warmth of her affection. She softened me, made me weak, and I could not be weak in front of anyone but her. Conscious of the way we were being watched, I took her hand in my own and inwardly groaned at her shy smile. The way she tilted her head just so, the lace of her dark lashes framing her eyes, had my cock jerking.

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