Page 65 of The Gathering
Zero’s laugh filled the rooms. “Hellyeah,that’sthefuckingspirit,brother.”
“Hell no!” Cat yelled, getting only half dressed. “You’re not laying a damn finger on them!”
Her stomach quivered at hearing him storming back to the room. “You plan to keep them inside you? Keep them from getting a body?” He threw his arms out with a shrug. “Great, keep them in you. I don’t fucking care. But this I guarantee you. If and when they get a body, I will be there tokillthem.”
“For what!” she yelled, slamming her hands against his chest. “It’s not like we were married when it happened, you broke that contract when youabandoned me!”
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Ethan held his jaw shut, staring into Cat’s angry, hurt gaze. Fuck, she had no clue. One after another, the sick kink piled on. She’d fucked his digital brothers—fell in love with them. If she knew his original hope had been exactly that, what would she think? But that’s exactly what he’d wanted. Her falling in love with normal versions of himself while the sick version could still have her.
That was over now that he was enemy number one to all of them.
“Ethan,” she pled softly, her gaze more pain than anger now.
Except Cat. Even with all he’d done, she still loved him. Because that was her.
But he really needed to step back and walk out. The entire shitstorm of agony—hers, his, and his digital brother’s—and the smell of her pussy everywhere had him sofuckingunstable.
“Tell me one thing, Cat,” he said, placing his hands on the wall next to her, getting close enough he could feel her erratic breaths. “Do I still have a chance to make this right?”
The tortured look in her gaze brought his fingers to her face. “I don’t know what’s coming,” she whispered.
Fuck, he’d really done it.
He leaned in and pressed his mouth on her cheek. “I know that I will wait for you. However long you need. I’ll do whatever you ask, whatever you want from me. I’m yours and I’ll never be anybody else’s. You want me as a friend, you got me. You want to love my brother’s I get it. You know… that’s the least of my surprises.”
She wiped tears from her face and he kissed her forehead.
“I created them to be the men I didn’t know how to be,” he admitted. “But I swear to you, baby. I’ll find a way to fucking learn.”
“I just… want you to trust me,” she whispered, taking hold of his face.
He covered her hands then moved them to his chest. “I will. With all my heart.”
“I’m gonna need time.”
“You have it,” he swore, lifting her hands and kissing them. “All the time you need, I meant it.”
“And I meant it when I said I love you.” She kissed him softly on the mouth, nearly snapping his control.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “You know I love pain, but your perfect lips will fucking undo me, baby.”
Her breaths hitched hot on his mouth, making his cock scream. She pulled him down and kissed him softly again, more than once. “And you know how much I hate hurting you,” she murmured, her kisses getting hungrier.
“Cat…” he shuddered, holding her face as he found her tongue with his.
Her arms wrapped his neck, and he lifted her onto him. The wall became the bed and he quickly realized she’d only managed to get her panties and top back on.
His hunger went nuts and hers was right there, answering it.
“God, yourfuckingass,” he swore, kneading the tight muscle as he watched her pussy grind against his abs.
She held his shoulders, her gaze drunk as she watched him. He locked his gaze on hers, leaning in for her mouth. “Tell me you wantme.”
“I want you,” she whispered, getting his stabbing tongue on hers.
“You wantme?”
