She laughed as he dipped his knees, hooked his arms under her thighs, lifted and easily impaled her, bracing her against the wall as she held on to him.
“Damn, that’s sexy,” she said, slanting her lips over his as he filled her.This was something else that felt like perfection—that their bodies seemed meant for each other.
“And all for you, baby,”he replied through their mate bond.
She playfully nipped his lower lip, earning her another of those soul-melting growls from him, and he drove himself hard and deep inside her.
“Get what you need,”she said.
“All I need is you,mate.”
Even saying it to her mentally still made her shiver with pleasure, and then another unexpected orgasm rippled through her.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck to muffle his loud groan, surging inside her a couple more times before falling still, his lips feathering across her skin.“Damn, baby,” he whispered, his breath warm against her flesh.“That was amazing.”
“You’re always amazing.”
He eased her onto her feet, not releasing her until he was sure she was steady, then proceeded to soap and wash her body before washing himself.
The water was starting to cool off when they finally finished and stepped out.He dried her off first, then himself.And after checking on the baby one more time and making sure the monitor was turned up loudly enough, she snuggled tightly against his side.
“Love you, wolfman.”
He chuckled and kissed her.“Love you, too, baby.”
Then she deeply inhaled his scent, smiling, before crashing into sleep.
ChapterFive
Abundio
Abundio satat his desk while his tech expert showed him what he’d found on Miranda’s computer.He walked Abundio through everything, and the older man appreciated that his tech wasn’t treating him like he was a senile idiot.
“How much of this information correlates to what was on Manuel’s computer?”
The tech sat next to him, behind his desk, to make this easier.He reached over and pulled up another directory, saved to the desktop, and walked him through that information as well.
Not only did Abundio need to know all of this, he also needed the focus.
Something besides the memory of touching his daughter’s hand one last time before his men zipped her into a body bag and carted her away.
No burial for her, no headstone—nothing.
A private and discreet cremation at a place Abundio had used before, and a doctor who would issue a death certificate with no questions asked and without even looking at the body as long as enough cash crossed his palm.
Natural causes, exacerbated by sleep apnea, but a suspected drug overdose, and he understandably didn’t want the shame of that getting around.
There would be no official inquiry.
He would take the ashes to the cemetery and inter them next to his wife, so at least he would have a place to visit and talk to both of them.
It was fitting that they be together.
Abundio pulled his focus back to the tech’s explanations.
“It would appear she was looking into the same things Manuel was researching.”
“Can you tell when?”Abundio asked.
