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“Going to sedate ye now. Don’t worry, ye won’t miss the show,” he promised.
“Wait.”
Just like the men were fighting down in the basement, I needed to rally to control my thoughts. “I need to ask something. How can you be sure the sedatives are safe for me?”
“I’d never put ye in danger.”
My whole body trembled. “Did you test it on yourself? This particular one, I mean.”
Connor sat back on his haunches. His sedative kit was open on the table, the needle ready to go. “Aye, I did. Why do ye ask?”
Inside, my body tightened, an orgasm threatening.
It was now or never. I had one chance.
“Take your jeans off,” I asked softly.
For a beat, he held my gaze, then stood and lowered his zip, half turning to balance on the bed. His lack of underwear and his ultra-hard dick springing free almost distracted me, but I needed to do this. I lurched for the sedative case, uncapped the syringe, then perfected my betrayal.
Grabbing his hip, I stabbed him in the butt and pressed the plunger.
Connor wheeled around and snatched the needle free. His gaze sought mine, the revealed emotion unexpected. Fear, panic, and horror dwelled there.
“It’s okay.” I reached for him, guiding him to the bed. “Just like you’ve needed to do this to me, I have to do it to make you listen. I tried to speak to you, and you shut me down. I’ve tried to explain myself, and you won’t hear me out. This is my only option.”
“Everly.” His single word was half mumble and half desperate plea.
But I couldn’t undo what I’d done.
Connor Michaels was getting a taste of his own medicine, and I’d make this as good for him as he always did for me.
Chapter 30
Connor
The fast-acting sedative swept through my system, and I dropped onto the bed with my muscle tone lost but my mind wide awake. Fucking hell.
A hundred emotions passed through me. Fear for her safety being the top one. Then pride at her besting me and soul-deep panic over what she was going to say.
I didn’t want to hear it. She left me no choice.
In a heartbeat, I flipped that around. I’d givenherno choice. I had this coming.
Everly straddled my naked body. “Ten years ago, the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen showed up on my doorstep as my new stepbrother. The sun couldn’t hold a torch to how brightly he shone, and I was blinded. You were beautiful, Connor, in every way. Never in a million years did I think you would be interested in me in the same way that I instantly wanted you. We couldn’t be a family in the true sense of the word. There wasn’t enough time, and our parents fell apart quickly. And yet with you, Ifound home. I found the only person who could make me feel safe and valued when I’d known only hate and control. I’ve never told you what it meant to me when you’d come home and I’d tell you about my day, and you’d listen. You’d congratulate me for acing a test or just coping with an exam.”
She pressed her fingertips to my body and stroked upwards, over my abs and tracing my tattoos. “You made me happy. And all I wanted was to do the same for you.”
My heart thumped out of time.
A cry came from the screen. Pleasure playing out in the game. I wouldn’t have looked away from Everly even if I hadn’t been turned to stone.
In a fast wrangle, she removed her underwear and positioned herself over my dick. For a moment, she toyed with me, watching the place we were almost connected and sliding my smooth piercing in and out of her cunt.
Then she sank down on me with a groan of need, taking what she needed. Just like I would to her when I fucked her either barely or completely unconscious.
“I thought you saw me as a sister until I confided in you about my assault, and you took it upon yourself to right that wrong. You killed for me, Connor. It changed everything. I already loved you, but when you told me what you’d done, I fell so hard, I knew I’d do anything to protect you.”
Darkness swirled in her eyes. Her hips worked faster.