Broken (Soldiers of Darkness MC Book 1) by Michelle Betham Page B

slightly uncomfortable. It’s not the knowing that Mack’s fucked every girl in this room, that isn’t it. I don’t care about that, I knew his reputation, knew the way he worked before I even met him. It’s the knowing that he’ll continue to do that. It makes me feel slightly sick, and I try to brush it aside.
    ‘I’m Cora, by the way.’
    Her voice drags me back into the room, and I quickly return her smile. ‘Izzi. I’m Izzi.’
    ‘Oh… you’re our little English girl… How old are you, honey, if you don’t mind me asking?’
    ‘Twenty-six.’
    ‘You look younger. Mack’ll like that. Doesn’t like ‘em too young; likes to stay on the right side of legal...’ She leans over the counter and reaches for her hairbrush, and I can’t help but admire her ass. I know I’m going to be asked to do some girl-on-girl stuff at some point, and that doesn’t bother me in the slightest. I’m curious, I’ll try anything once. I’m giving cold-blooded murder a go, aren’t I? I just hope, if I am asked to do that kind of thing, that I get to play with Cora. ‘So you must’ve really got his dick working overtime.’ She fixes me with a look, and I can see in her eyes that she’s up for anything. ‘Looking like that, looking so young, but being all legal.’
    ‘Maybe.’
    She moves a little closer to me and she reaches out to brush her fingers lightly over my breasts, and that’s when I suddenly realize I haven’t yet covered them up, but what the hell. It’s Mack I really want touching them, but Cora will do. For now. ‘You and I, honey… we’re gonna play together, OK?’
    I smile, because I’m up for that. In fact, part of me can’t wait for that game to begin, but I’m going solo tonight, apparently. ‘I look forward to it.’
    She leans in even closer and drops her hand but I catch it. We aren’t playing yet, and she needs to wait her turn. I’m in control here, not her.
    ‘Yeah… we’re gonna get along just fine.’ Cora smiles and pulls her hand away from mine. ‘Good luck out there tonight, darlin’.’
    I don’t need luck. I can ride that pole like I been doing it all my life. A few years ago me and some girlfriends took pole dancing classes for a laugh, as a way of keeping fit, but I took to it like a natural, so I was told. Aiden used to get the benefit of those sessions, although we never went as far as getting a pole fitted in the bedroom. But we were never short of ways to improvise. So this – this isn’t a fluke. It’s not like I just walked in here and was magically able to throw myself up a steel pole. I know what I’m doing.
    ‘Everything OK, Izzi?’
    I swing around the second I hear his voice. ‘You checking up on me?’
    He strides across the room like he owns the place, and then I remember he does. And every girl in here has their eyes fixed on him as he walks towards me. He has the kind of enigmatic, dirty charm that attracts women. Certain women. Women like the one I’ve recently become. He is so far away from everything that Aiden was, but that’s why he has that attraction. I don’t want someone like Aiden, that would be way too painful. I need different. But do I really need Mack Slayer? I want him, but that isn’t the same thing. Every girl in this room wants him. I’m not sure any of us need him.
    ‘I always check up on my new girls. Ain’t that right, Cora?’
    He winks at her, and she gives him a slow, sexy smile that makes my stomach twist up into a tight knot.
    ‘You going to be watching?’ I ask, even though I already know the answer to that.
    ‘Oh, I’m gonna be watching, darlin’.’
    He leans in a little closer to me, his hand surreptitiously resting on my hip, his breath warm on my neck as his mouth closes in on my ear.
    ‘I’m gonna be watching real close, baby. And when you’re done, you come straight to my office, you got that? Because whatever you do out there tonight, it’s gonna get me so hard you ain’t gonna believe