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    Euphoria swept through her, and she threw her head back, squeezed her thighs to hold down the man beneath her. He didn’t struggle as she’d suspected he would. As he should. He did not even issue a grunt of protest.
    Something is wrong .
    Madison blinked. Blinked again. She snatched her hand off her victim and peered down at him.
    Kur .
    Alarm scurried along her spine. Normally tanned skin had gone ashy and dark circles ringed his eyes. His cheeks were hollow as if he’d been starved for days, or decades. Rather than a white streak of hair, a hank of sapphire had emerged. Dear God, had she caused that?
    “God.”
    “Wrong…person,” he croaked out between parched and cracking lips.
    “Oh, God, Kur!” She cupped his face. “What have I done?”
    Madison scrambled off him. She’d nearly killed Kur, almost became the kind of monster she fought against. And Nix—
    She swung about and located him standing next to Zen. Tired creases fanned from his eyes and his lips were a little pinched. The hesitation in his gaze clenched at her heart like a tight fist and threatened to crush her.
    “Momma, you’re okay now.”
    Madison jerked at the sound of Amos’s voice.
    Dear God, he watched me do that to Nix and Kur ! Hysteria tickled the edges of her sanity.
    She wasn’t okay, not by a long shot. “I’m sorry.” The words ripped a piece of her heart away because she’d been forced to utter them. She’d never imagined she would stoop so low.
    Madison ran from the bedroom into the bathroom and slammed the door. She threw the lock and would’ve blockaded it with a chair if one had been in the room. She stalked to the mirror and looked at herself. Eyes blue. Not Lynx, thankfully. Her skin glowed, like an organic tan. Cheeks rosy and lips plump, she looked ready for seduction. Or as if she’d just risen from being fucked to the best orgasm of her life.
    Hands trembling, she turned on the tap. The door opened behind her and she spun around, gripping the marble counter. Nix kicked it shut, not bothering with the lock.
    “How’d you get in here?” She shook her head. “Doesn’t matter. Leave, Nix, please.” Before I lose control again .
    He didn’t even pretend to exit, but stalked toward her in his unique, cocky swagger. “Any of the three out there could work their magic on the lock. I know how to pick one in ten seconds.”
    He yanked her against him, and she caught his bare chest for support. Strong fingers speared into her hair and tugged her head back.
    She couldn’t dismiss eye contact. She wouldn’t be that big of a coward even though it’d be easier. “Someone should kill me before I do more damage.”
    Nix kissed her instead of commenting. Madison should’ve protested, but instead opened to him and moaned when his tongue flicked across hers. Her arms went around his shoulders and she clung to him. His free arm circled her waist and he shifted their position. Her back met the wall with a hard thump.
    “No one is fucking killing you,” he growled against her ear. “No-fucking-body.” His tongue swiped the spot behind her lobe, and she buried her fingers in his hair.
    “I’m so sorry. So sorry.”
    Stubble enticed her body awake, heat snaking and burning between her thighs, as he dragged his mouth down her neck. She angled her head to provide him more landscape.
    His lips moved against her collarbone. “No apologies.” His gruff voice demanded no arguments. “I’d have given you it all.”
    He nipped her shoulder and his hand shifted out of her hair. Both of his palms clamped over her shoulders. He dragged both his forefingers downward in a V and they met in the middle of her chest. They slid between her breasts. He jerked her shirt upward and off, tossed the Hell-made garment aside.
    “Nix—” His mouth stifled her protest. Not to be distracted, she jerked his head back by his hair. “I still have Micah and the Kings’ blood on my tongue. Their presence is…inside me