I was many things but a grave robber was never one of them. I guessed that was about to change.
RUNO
The graveyard’s chill bit into my skin as I dug, my shovel scraping through wet earth and sticks and leaves. Aeron grumbled beside me, his breath puffing in the moonlight as he heaved another scoop. My entire body was on fire as I worked, my alters all clawing at me for attention. They weren’t even trying to be dominant. They just… were.
Finn: You’re pushing way too hard. We’re going to pass out.
Dark: This is messier than any sex we’ve had. It’s under our nails.
Daemon: Anyone else losing consciousness?
“Shut up,” I muttered before staggering forward. They weren’t wrong, though. I had been going nonstop between work, Dad’s house, and several plans that weren’t working out the way I needed them too. I plopped down on the grave’s edge, blinking through a dizzy spell, my vision swimming as I tried to breathe through it.
Slash paused and planted his shovel in the dirt, his wary gaze softening. “I was wondering if you were going to collapse. You’ve been moving non-stop since I fucked you in the woods, and I’m sorry for how deep those cuts were, but Jesus Christ, take a break.”
Samael chuckled as he tossed his shovel aside with a thud, and came around to where I was sitting. “Maybe you just need to relax a bit.” He grinned, reaching down to grab his cock through his pants. “You wanted dessert. Let me give you some.”
My eyes widened as he helped me to my feet and stole a kiss. It was much rougher than the last few I had had, his tongue claiming my mouth, his hand firmly around my neck. “Wait, out here?” I didn’t mind in the slightest dropping to my knees and sucking Samael into my mouth but it seemed kind of sacrilegious to do it in a graveyard while we were digging up my therapist.
“Yeah,” he purred, his lips trailing along my jaw. “I thought it might be fun to fuck you while you watch them bring out Dr. Harley.” A shiver ran down my spine as his other hand moved around to my back and then dipped into my pants, his fingers grazing my ass. He thrust against me, the fullness of his cock against my belly making me moan.
Killian: I get being enamored by our men but please tell me that you are not going to fuck out here in the dirt. Dirt is worse than sand. It gets caked in places and you know as well as I do that Samael will absolutely use it in places you do not want.
Buzzkill.
But Killian was right.
I pulled away a little and shook my head, hoping that Samael would still be up for something when we got back to the house. Slash just laughed at the disgust on my face. “Samael, you just want to mark him up too, don’t you?”
Aeron grumbled, his shovel clattering to the ground. “When do I get my sex?”
“I’ll fuck you,” Slash mused, “Come here.”
Aeron snorted and shook his head, digging a little deeper before his shovel hit something hard. “I am a man of standards. We will not fuck in the dirt. However, I would be more than happy to do it in the car. Or on the hood?Againstthe car.”
I just watched, laughing as Samael guided me to turn around, my back now against his chest. His hand dipped back into my pants, this time, wrapping around my cock and pumping a few times. I bucked in his hold, Samael’s teeth grazing my neck before digging into my shoulder beside one of Slash’s slices.
The alters all went silent, pleasure bleeding through as Samael continued to jerk me off. “This wasn’t on my bucket list, but it is now.”
Dinner and a movie, all wrapped up together? Yesplease.
TYRONE
Ever since I had left my little café, it had been nonstop work, late nights, and more whiskey than I had had the entirety of last year. But there was just too much information and too many holes. The chief wasn’t answering any of my questions and while I still didn’t trust Merchant, I didn’t think he was the culprit. He fit the profile of The King and at the same time, he usually had an alibi for when someone supposedly witnessed The King out at night.
Each lead became a dead end and now Jade wasn’t picking up my calls.
Was Chief Matthews covering for someone or was he the culprit altogether? I had requested all the files on The Three Terrors and it was appalling how little information was in these files. For a man working around the clock for the last several years on this, he didn’t have anything to show for it.
Worse, no one had called him out on it.
I sifted through the paperwork and pulled out the slim file I had compiled on Killian, well,Runo.Many of my suspicionsmade sense if I shifted the focus to his father or tried to pair them together for some of the Primrose murders.
Accusing the chief without any real evidence, though, was a death sentence to my career. I was working here as a favor to the precinct but all it took was one step in the wrong direction and the chief would have me out on my ass.
I looked up from my desk and frowned when I saw light spilling through the small window.What fucking time is it?My gaze fell on the clock just above my door and I grimaced. It was a few minutes past one in the afternoon, which meant I had been awake for nearly 24 hours at this point.
Fuck, I needed a cup of coffee to finish out the day and then like two or three days of rest. However, there just wasn’t time for that. Not when there was at least one, maybe more killers running around this city.
