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Chapters (72)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prey Island Map
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. CREED
  10. SIX
  11. BILLIE
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. JIRO
  18. TWELVE
  19. BILLIE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. ROW
  30. TWENTY-TWO
  31. BILLIE
  32. TWENTY-THREE
  33. TWENTY-FOUR
  34. TWENTY-FIVE
  35. TWENTY-SIX
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. THIRTY-FIVE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. ACHILLES
  48. THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CREED
  50. THIRTY-NINE
  51. BILLIE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. FORTY-SIX
  59. FORTY-SEVEN
  60. FORTY-EIGHT
  61. FORTY-NINE
  62. ROW
  63. FIFTY
  64. BILLIE
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. FIFTY-THREE
  68. FIFTY-FOUR
  69. FIFTY-FIVE
  70. TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. ALSO BY KENDRA

His other hand comes up to my neck, the one he’d gotten bloody, and wraps around it, not squeezing, but as if it’s a necklace he’s placing against my collarbone. I can feel the wetness of the blood when it gets on me but fuck if I care. I kiss him furiously, as if my life depends on it, desperate for him to fuck me right here and right now.

But in the distance, we hear shouting, and we both break apart at the same time, looking in that direction. I’m panting and I don’t know if it’s from the long run or from trying to suck Jiro’s tongue down my throat. I guess it doesn’t matter.

“We should find the others,” he says, looking down at me with a tenderness I’m not prepared for.

I nod as if I actually have all my senses. Yeah. We should find the others.

Before I fuck this man in the middle of a pile of corpses.

Somehow, that thought doesn’t even turn my stomach. It only ramps up my arousal more.

TWENTY-NINE

I must have run a long way from the others during the chase. The further we walk, the more I’m able to think again. Slowly, the brain fog clears, and I can make out the path I took. It’s so easy to track it disgusts me. No wonder they were chasing me. I was the easy target.

Glancing over at Jiro, I study the way he wipes the blood from his hand before he passes the small cloth to me.

“You have blood on your neck,” he says. There’s no nervousness about that. He doesn’t expect me to freak out, and I appreciate it. I take the scrap of fabric and wipe my neck and collarbone, making sure to get as much as I can off. I’ll need water to get it completely clean but for now, it’ll do.

“So,” I say, handing the fabric back to him. “Where did you learn to move like that?”

He shoots me a grin. “The kiss or the killing?”

A snort slips out and I clamp my hand over my mouth in embarrassment before glaring at the smile on his face. “The killing. Obviously.”

He falls silent for a moment before he glances at me. Clearly, he’s uncomfortable talking about it but when he still speaks, I appreciate that he’s willing to try. “You have heard of the Yakuza?”

“Umm,” I reply, biting my lip. “Aren’t they like the mafia?”

He shrugs. “You can call it what you want. They’re a large part of Japan. I’d argue they’re so well integrated into society there, it’s almost normal.”

When Jiro looks away, I know the story is going to be good. “Are they still active?”