Fourth a Lie

Jinx had made me human.

Eleanor had made me care.

And just like that...my entire fucking empire was over.

If I managed to kill Drake tonight, I couldn’t continue preying on any soul—four-legged or two.

Eleanor groaned as a full-body clench made her stiffen on the bed. The short mercenary left the threshold, daring to step toward her, transfixed by her parted lips and sinuous, sensual thirst.

I prepared to kill again. To steal his life for daring to steal the only thing that made sense to me.

Eleanor locked eyes with him. Her need flared, her eyelashes fluttered, and her gorgeous face softened in hello.

No.

My knees buckled.

Bile washed up my gullet.

The man grinned, and took another fucking step.

I didn’t know if I wanted to goddamn cry or kill every last male on the planet.

But then...Eleanor mewled and tossed her head on the sheets, spreading knotted hair, her tongue licking her bottom lip, her gaze struggling to find mine. “Sully.” Tears glossed the grey, spilling quicksilver down her cheeks. “Please, Sully. It has to be you. No one else. You.”

Jesus Christ.

She’d just given me redemption I didn’t deserve. Her fidelity, even in the height of her heat, dismissed every other vow we’d uttered this far. She’d not only taught me how to trust, but in one sentence had evolved our connection from fledgling to forever.

Even out of her ever-loving mind, she refused another male.

She remained loyal and true to me.

Me.

My own greed spilled out of control. I was weak and sick, but seeing her so pure and potent undid me.

Snatching her wrist, I hauled her to the edge of the bed and kissed her.

I kissed her in thanks and worship, in punishment and promise.

She moaned so loudly, the men watching us groaned too. Sex exploded in the room, drowning us, making everyone fucking drunk. It would be so easy to pull her onto my lap and stick my cock inside her. So easy to take what she so desperately wanted me to have.

But our audience wouldn’t stay voyeurs. I either had to kill them or get rid of them.

Tearing my mouth from Eleanor’s, I bared my teeth at the men. “I suggest you chase your colleague. He’s taking his sweet time...almost long enough to claim the five million for himself—”

“I didn’t leave, you jackass.”

All of us looked into the lounge where the tall mercenary stood, holding a duffel. It ought to be too heavy to carry with that amount of transportable value, but I hadn’t just stuffed cash in there. There were envelopes of priceless diamonds, bought and stored from Jethro Hawk...waiting for a time when I needed to vanish. Fast.

There’d been a few instances when I’d reached for my emergency stash. A few court cases when I honestly didn’t know if I’d get away with the convictions. But each time, I’d slipped conveniently through the criminal justice system thanks to philanthropy, hefty donations, and well-placed bribes on those I had dirt on.

Thanks to my Goddess Isles, I’d gathered more and more ammunition as I’d welcomed high-powered men to my shores.

Eleanor cried out with furious frustration, kicking off the rest of the blanket, leaving her ripe body on full display. Her eyes glazed with lunacy and her body swelled with a lust that’d transcended all control or care. She’d lost herself, not caring she was the only female in a villa of men.

My chest heaved as I growled at the three bastards, “I’ve kept my side of the bargain. Now, keep yours.” I pointed at the door. “Time to go.”

The tall one opened the duffel, letting his colleagues peer inside. Crisp bundles of hundred-dollar bills and velvet pouches of diamonds. A treasure trove of expensive loot.

They nodded and backed away, wincing from their engorged cocks.

I had no doubt they’d be masturbating on my beach before they left my island. But at least the sand would be smeared with their cum and not my goddamn woman.

I held my breath, waiting for them to leave.

Eleanor chose that unfortunate moment to lose herself further. To beg. Her hips soared into the sky, her fingers found her pussy, and her cry sent needles prickling all over my skin.

“Please.” Her hips worked, thrusting into her hand, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Please!”

Shit.

The men froze.

All three switched from mercenary to monster. The duffel slapped against the floor as the taller one moved between his colleagues, gawking at Eleanor’s stunning svelte body as she writhed.

I groaned as two fingers sank inside her while her other hand strayed to her lips. She fingered herself and bit on her hand as if she needed both holes to be filled, immediately, now.

She flinched, a gasp tumbling from her mouth. Her breath caught as if she couldn’t suck in a proper breath. She choked.

Despite my desire to get rid of our audience, I rushed to her, catching her before she rolled to the side. Her body cooked in my arms, her pulse crazily out of control.

“Breathe, Jinx. Just...calm down.”

Don’t let it kill you.

I fucking forbid it!

Eleanor shuddered, her eyes fluttering and lips wide for breath. Before she’d even satisfied the urge for air, her hands once again crawled down her belly. “I need...I need...” Her beg had a different quality to it. Past desperate and into fearful. Her lust now blended with terror.

She’d been fed a liquid that dilated blood vessels and amplified adrenaline and dopamine.

She needed to come.

Yet I’d forbidden her from seeking relief, pushing her deeper into pain.

No more.

I couldn’t cause her another ounce of agony.

I would wring that damn elixir from her system before it killed her.

I would give her whatever she damn well craved.

Scooping her into my arms, I snarled at the men. “You’ve got your payment. Leave.”

Eleanor slinked in my embrace, twisting with inertia, tripping me until I sat heavily on the bed. The second I sat, she hooked her thigh over my lap and rubbed her drenched pussy against my boxer-clad cock. “Sully...”

Digging my fingers into her biceps, I held her hovering over me. My own heart turned sick with tremors. I caught the gaze of the tall mercenary, my possessiveness inching closer to wretched begging. “Take the cash and go!”

He shook his head. “I’ve changed my mind.”

“My gift is non-negotiable.”

He licked his lips. “We won’t touch or interfere. We won’t hurt you or her. But we aren’t leaving.” He looked at the two men on either side of him, his shoulders bracing with mutual conviction. “We’ve accepted your deal. She’s safe from us, and we will get off your island without further bloodshed. However, we’re not leaving until after the show.”

My pulse boiled. “There is no fucking show.”

“There’s about to be.” He crossed his arms, arching his chin at the velvet chairs by the small dining table. “We’ll sit down. We’ll stay out of your way and leave the moment you’re done. But we’re gonna stay and watch you fuck her as well as take your money.”

The copper-haired cunt marched to the chairs, dragging two across the floor. The shorter one followed suit, parking his seat over the threshold of the bedroom just as Eleanor slipped her hand into my boxers.