(LANCE)
I didn’t give Eliona time to process the betrayal. The second I read Jax’s message about Vixen, I scooped her up and carried her straight into the private bathroom attached to my clubhouse room. The massive walk-in shower was already steaming by the time I set her down.
“Clothes off,” I ordered, stripping out of my own cut, shirt, and jeans. “We’re both covered in blood, smoke, and c*m. I need you clean before I decide how hard I’m going to f**k you tonight.”
Eliona’s hands trembled slightly as she removed her leather cut and lace corset. The fresh unicorn brand on her inner thigh stood out angry and red — my permanent claim. Seeing it on her skin made my c**k throb instantly.
I pulled her under the hot spray, pressing her back against the black tiled wall. Water cascaded over
