Page 34 of The Betrayal You Serve

"Kane's always been more of an action over words kind of guy. I thought you'd know that after all these years, Princess."

Her hand flies up to knock him away from her but before she manages to connect with him, he wraps his hand around her wrist and pulls her into his body, dropping his lips to her ear and whispering something to her. Something I really fucking wish I could hear.

She jolts, trying to pull away from him but she's no match for his strength.

"Come on, Princess. Rumor has it you're up for anything."

If I weren't so pissed, I might laugh at the look on her face.

I know Letty, and I know she's not like the girls Devin usually spends time with, even with knowing what went down last night with the Dunns.

"Fuck you, Devin," she seethes, pushing at his chest with her free hand.

"Aw, Princess. The fun is only just starting," he growls, backing her into the wall and pinning her there with his hips.

She shoots a look over at me as if I'm going to come to her rescue.

"What?" I ask, fighting to keep how I'm really feeling off my face at the sight of Devin touching what's mine. A bitter laugh falls from my lips when anger twists her face. "You think I'm going to rescue you?" I shake my head, tipping my beer to my lips. "Have at it, Dev. She clearly doesn't care who touches her."

"What the fuck, Kane?" she seethes. "Get the fuck off me." Her hands start flying at Devin as she tries to fight him off. He lets her land a few hits before he takes her wrists once more and pins them against the wall above her head.

"Keep fighting, Princess. The wild ones always get me hardest."

"You need to get the fuck off me."

Devin growls at her, baring his teeth in a way that should terrify her. But despite the fact she's fighting him, I know she's not scared. My girl is stronger than that.

Ripping my eyes from them, trusting that Devin won't take things too far, I pull my cell from my pocket pulling up a playlist and hitting play so it fills the room.

I have no idea if Ellis and Ezra are upstairs but we really don't need Letty's angry cries alerting them and dragging them down here. I'm all for messing with her but we don't need an audience.

Draining my beer, I slam it down on the coffee table and walk over to where Letty is still trying to free herself.

"What's wrong, Princess?" I ask innocently, tucking that lock of hair behind her ear. "I thought two men at once was your new thing. You know damn well that Devin and I could take you to places those two cunts could only dream of."

"No," she cries as I trail my fingertip down her cheeks. "I-I just came to talk. To e-explain."

"I'm not sure it's necessary. Like Dev said, actions speak louder—" I lower my fingers to her breasts and pinch her nipple, making her gasp. "Don't you think?"

"Kane, please. Don't do this," she pleads.

"Oh come on, Princess. Don't pretend that you're not enjoying this."

Devin stands aside and allows me to press my thigh between her legs. She might be wearing jeans but the heat of her pussy almost immediately burns through my sweats.

His hand slips around from her waist and disappears under her sweater, although he stops on her stomach knowing that I'd take him to the fucking ground should he go any higher.

"Look." I nod down to her chest. "Your nipples are begging for more. You want us both to suck on them?"

"No," she cries, her voice holding a hardness that makes me believe her. It doesn't mean I'm going to stop though.

I lean in, my lips brushing her ear much like Devin's did not so long ago. "And I already know you're soaking wet."

"No," she repeats.

"You came here to apologize, right?"

"Kane, please. I do, I want to explain. Not… not like this."