Page 16 of Sons of Hellfire (Hellfire Society #1)

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W hat the fuck are we doing, and how the hell has it come to this?

When Ali grabbed Riot’s knife and held it at his throat, demanding answers, I didn’t know if I should be pissed off or turned on.

The fire in her gaze as she stared us down made my cock twitch.

I got even harder when her eyes caressed my body once I removed my mask.

There was a spark of interest there before Arsen had to go and take her attention away.

All the while, Riot stood there grinning like a damn idiot.

The psycho he is probably got off on having her threaten him with a knife.

Then the psycho had to pull out his marriage certificate like that would make her feel better about being in a room with three complete strangers after getting attacked by a group of dead presidents.

On top of all that, she is still in the trials and only knows it’s every man for himself, so why would we help her?

She didn’t take the news that she was officially chained to a psychopath all that well, but Riot didn’t seem deterred.

After explaining a bit about who we are, you could tell she had hit a point of pure exhaustion.

There’s no telling where she slept last night or if she even did.

She needed to rest if she wasn’t going to become a liability to us.

We still had two more days of this bullshit to survive, and we didn’t need any deadweight holding us back.

Then again, I did watch her kill a crazy clown with no hesitation.

I’m still lost in my thoughts of this woman when I hear Riot tell her to rest. “As I was saying, you’ve had a rough few days.

Why don’t you take a nap? Get some rest, and one of us will be on watch the entire time.

When you wake, we can talk more and go over a plan.

” I glance over at Arsen and see him just as entranced by this woman as I am.

She narrows her eyes at us before holding the knife in our direction.

“Fine. But if any of you come near me, I will stab you, cut off your balls, and shove them down your throat to choke on.” All three of us wince at her words.

I have no doubt none of us would let her cut off another’s balls.

There’s a brotherhood here, but her threat still hits its mark.

I’m almost convinced she really might be perfect for us, especially Riot.

Riots wince turns into a triumphant grin before nodding to the spot he claimed last night.

“Good. You can take my spot over there.” Ali eyes it with a small ounce of suspicion, but without another word, she shifts her body and edges towards the corner.

She keeps her eyes trained on us the entire time, watching, waiting for one of us to make a move.

When she reaches the corner, she turns her back to the wall and slowly slides her body down.

The moment her ass hits the dirty floor, you can almost see the tension leave her body.

Her big green eyes disappear behind fluttering lashes as exhaustion finally claims its victim.

Without even thinking, I move forward, sliding my black zip-up hoodie off my shoulders, and gently move to cover Ali with a makeshift blanket.

A soft, almost inaudible sigh leaves her lips as she succumbs to sleep.

Quietly, I step back, not wanting to disturb her any.

I nod at the guys to move to the furthest corner to speak.

The sun beats in through the window, semi-high in the sky, letting me know it’s midafternoon.

Glancing over my shoulder to make sure Ali is still asleep, I speak.

“I believe we’ve come to the point that a conversation is needed.

I think I can speak for all of us. Ali is special.

I would also like to throw my metaphorical hat into the ring.

” I eye Riot, knowing he is the one who called “dibs”.

We might have always talked about sharing a woman more than just in the bedroom, but I don’t think any of us thought we might find one worth sharing more with.

Riot smirks before shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. This makes me cock a brow in a silent question. “I can share, but she was my wife first. And it’s up to her if she wants you two assholes.” Rolling my eyes, I look towards Arsen. His eyes are watching Ali.

“It might take her some getting used to, but I think she could get behind the idea. As long as this fool doesn’t scare her away.” He nods his head in Riot’s direction, who only scoffs at the statement.

“So it’s settled. We are all interested and intrigued by this one woman.” Grunts of agreement sound. “Then we agree here and now that we make a pact. If Ali accepts us, she becomes all of ours but does not come between us.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t mind her coming between us.” Riot smirks, licking his lips like he is imagining her naked and laid out among us, needing and wanting. Fuckkkkkkk… Now the image is playing in my head, causing my dick to chub up and rub against my jeans.

Clearing my throat, I try to focus on anything but a naked Ali and continue.

“Agreed, that would make a beautiful sight, but that will be entirely up to her. Just because she already fucked you doesn’t mean she will want to again anytime soon.

I think she is a little pissed about the marriage certificate. ”

“Yeah man, why the fuck did you bring that anyway?” Arsen asks, eyes still glued to Ali.

“She needed to know the truth. That she is my wife and I am her husband.” He shrugs again, like that makes perfect sense.

“Plus, this is kinda like a bachelor party, isn’t it?

” I cock a brow in a ‘what the fuck dude’, question.

“What’s a little murder and mayhem after a perfect union of a fate destined couple? ”

Arsen and I let out matching snorts. “Yeah, try explaining that to her.” I tell him.

“Anyway. Since our supply run was cut short, the two of us should go out and see what we can find. Focus on food and water, but also look for a few more weapons.” I rub at my two-day-old scruff.

“Ali has the knife. I doubt she will give it up now. Riot, you have your chain. See what else you can find in case we need it. I’ll stay with Ali, and before you complain, Ri, we don’t know who all is left out there.

I think your crazy out there is better suited than staying here.

” Riot looks like he wants to argue but instead just glares at me and nods.

Arsen clasps him on the shoulder. “Come on, big guy. I’m sure if you bring back goodies for Ali, you can brag about how you are good at providing for her.” This makes him perk up, as a wicked glint enters his eye.

I nod to both. “Be safe. I’ll give you two hours before I’m coming for you.

” I tell them, meaning it. Our fathers might have hinted that it would be better to take each other out because of some rumors, but our brotherhood is thicker than blood.

I watch as they head for the old, barely hanging-on door, but before they fully exit, they both look back at the woman who is now the unspoken center of our world.

Riot glances at me, a clear, silent statement or threat. Take care of her.

“I will.” I tell him, and then they are gone, and I’m left alone with Ali.

I stand there just watching her chest rise and fall.

Hoping that if I stare at her long enough, I might get some type of answer on why we all feel drawn to her.

We don’t even know her, and yet we all just agreed we want her and will protect her.

The three of us have bigger problems to deal with than this feisty little woman with claws.

With nothing else left to do, I take my own seat across the room.

It will be dark soon, and we will need to start a small fire again.

We will also need to explain more to Ali once she wakes up.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes to rest. I won’t sleep, but I need to conserve energy when I can.

Rest doesn’t come as smoothly as I would like because my mind swirls with thoughts of Ali. This damn woman.

What are you doing to us, my little Ali cat?