VEGASPETE🔞+KILL FOR YOU

Chepter 23[🔞+]

PETE POV

"Jake is planning on leaving. He told me last night when I got home, and I don't know if he knows something or if he was testing me. They left to go somewhere tonight, he didn't say where but something is happening," I explain, trying to bring the conversation back to why I came here in the first place.

That hysterical outburst frazzled my brain. It just came out of nowhere. It was like when I was younger, how I latched onto anything that made me feel something. It's trickled into adulthood and Lev is taking the brunt. It was like I was having a breakdown, the fear I was losing my grip on him. But he isn't fucking mine. Why can't I get that?

"I knew we should have had the fuckers brought in straight after, but Kinn wanted to wait," he says, then pauses in thought. "Okay, I'll call Kinn and get the ball rolling."

"And what about me? What happens to me now, Vegas?'' I ask, and I allow the slight vulnerability in my voice to show.

He looks at me with no emotion, no reaction. It's like nothing has ever happened between us and it's the first time I feel a slight stab of pain in my chest. I can't allow it, he was clear from the start and this is my issue. Considering my behavior tonight, it's something I need to work on. Maybe keeping my distance will help.

"Nothing. I told you if you helped you would be free, and you are."

"And what about the other thing?" I ask and he looks confused, like he is trying to go over every encounter we have had to look for the question I am asking.

"What thing?" he says.

"I want to be in on it. I want to be the one to end Jake. That was the deal." He snorts and it annoys the shit out of me. "Don't fucking laugh at me, Vegas. This is my life!" I shout at him.

Instantly, all the humor from his face drains. Before I know it, he has me slammed against the door, locked in a chokehold and fuck, does it feel amazing to have his hands on me again.

"You forget your place, doe. I have killed for less than your current attitude. I made no such deal, you just assumed." He relaxes his hand but with his breath so close to my face, I feel my body go limp, like he is the only thing keeping me upright. I keep my eyes closed. I can't look at him right now. It's too much.

A gravelly chuckle vibrates next to my ear, the smells of his cigarette and aftershave fill my nostrils, settling into my core memories as his signature scent. "I get it now, you want some attention, doe, don't you? Hmm? That's why you are really here," he says in a hushed tone into my ear. It's making my brain melt to goo. His voice carries a hypnotic lilt that pulls me under, making it hard to think.

"I came here to tell you what Jake is planning," I say, trying to sound convincing.

"You could have messaged that to me. I know my little monster wants to tear his brother apart. I know that thought gets you off, but you wanted my eyes on you. I've said before that you give yourself to me too easily, doe. You need another fucking? Does your hole need to be pounded until you feel like yourself again?" He licks under my ear, and goosebumps flare on the surface.

How the fuck he knows all this is scary but also such a damn turn on. I open my eyes and gaze into his vivid green ones, refusing to look away as I let the rawness of my need for him come to the surface.

"Yes, I want you to fuck me, but what about 'no repeats?'" I try to mimic his deeper voice.

Vegas doesn't look impressed.

"Watch the attitude, doe," he scolds me before mauling my mouth with that talented tongue. As expected, Vegas just forces his way into my mouth, completely dominating it, making me yield to his control, and I eat it up like the ravenous slut I am.