Chapter 175

He reached for his gun. 51

Nathan had his gun steady and aimed in moments, allowing the door to close behind him with an unsuitably soft click.

“Get the fuck away from my brother.”

The redhead’s back went instantly rigid, his movements stilling as he pulled away from the body beneath him. Jim, however, didn’t seem to notice Nathan and whimpered at being neglected, his hands still pawing at the smooth marble chest, searching out some way to reconnect.

Although Sasha’s body had indeed tensed, he did not seem upset when his eyes turned and looked at Nathan with an unnatural light. He ignored Jim’s eager hands pulling and pleading for him to continue as a cruel grin curved at his mouth like the twist of a knife.

“Nathan,” purred Sasha’s voice from damp and reddened lips, “did you want to join us?”

“I said,” Nathan growled again, making a cautious half-circle around the bed to bring him closer to Jim, “get thefuckoff of him.”