Stop fighting me

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Darren entered the shower a few moments later, grabbing the shampoo to lather my hair. Ronan joined us, and they worked together, silently cleaning my battered body. Darren pulled me against him, turning me toward Ronan, who peered down at my body with a murderous look dancing in his gaze. I didn't want him around but I had no energy to stop him. "We find Lucas, and we return what he did to her tenfold, Darren," he growled, his midnight gaze sliding up to meet mine. "Agreed," Darren whispered, holding me carefully as Ronan used a soft cloth to wash my body. They worked like they'd done this before, helping one another to ease the pain. My eyes closed against the dark blotches swimming in my vision. I gasped, screaming as Ronan washed between my thighs. Air refused to reach my lungs as I f

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