“Good.” She presses a kiss to my chest.
Reaching for the shower gel, she pours some into her hand and washes my back. My body ignites with a fresh need for her. A husky moan leaves me as her breasts brush against my back and her nipples peak. My cock twitches and hardens with every slide of her body against mine.
She reaches around me to grip my cock, giving it a slow pump, teasing me.
Gripping her wrist, I lift her hand from my hard length and turn around. “Teasing me, baby?”
Bella bites her lip and looks at me from under her lashes. “A little,” she admits. “But in my defence, you’re bloody hot, naked, and right here. And you make my body sing.”
She utters those last words with a squeak as I wrap my hands around her thighs and lift her, sliding into her pussy with one smooth thrust.
“Holy fuck, that was hot. I’d ask you to do it again, but I need you to fuck me now,” Bee gasps, locking her legs around my waist.
Her words ignite something in me, and I do as she asks—I fuck her hard. We had our soft earlier; this time it’s different. No finesse, no sweet murmurs—just hard fucking against the shower wall. And Jesus, if it’s not just as good. Just as sweet.
The rest of the day goes much the same way, and we only take breaks to fill up on food and water.
Eventually, though, our day ends. Neither of us knows what the future holds, and I can’t help but worry that now I’ve been given everything I’ve ever wanted, it will be ripped from me.
CHAPTER 15
BELLA
It’s been a week since Copper and I took our relationship to the next level, and I’m loving every moment of our new life. He’s everything I could want in a partner, and the way he loves me fills the empty spaces that have been my constant companions for the last few years.
It's almost ten days since he took me to Sam and Ally’s wedding. So many changes in a short space of time, but all of them good.
Even with the stress I’m under at work, I feel ten times lighter than I did a month ago.
Cahir and Silas moved on the information I sent them on Friday night. Well, the Queens Wraiths ran the operation, but they were there as backup. We were told it went off without a hitch on our side, though there were casualties on the traffickers’ side. They saved a container full of women and children from being shipped out. They’re now safe at the clubhouse, being cared for by the Old Ladies until they can be reunited with their families.
They’re the reason I made the sacrifices I did. Every person we save makes those sacrifices worthwhile. How could it not?
Copper and I breathe a sigh of relief when we get a call from Coal. I know Copper hates not being there to help, but selfishly, I’m glad he’s safe at home with me, and I hold on to him a little tighter after the phone call.
We settle back into our routine, returning to our early morning workouts before work. But by far the favourite part of my day is his kiss as we leave to go to work. I’ve never thought of myself as a particularly affectionate person, but it’s different with Copper. All my insecurities disappear as soon as he takes me in his arms. He makes me a better version of myself. Some days, I want to pinch myself to make sure that what we have is real.
After what I did to Sam, I never expected to be lucky enough to find a man like Copper. This time, I vow to do better.
***
The minute I walk into the office, I can tell something has happened. Everyone is tense, with none of the usual chatter after a weekend, and a few of my colleagues are crying.
“What’s going on?” I ask a colleague when I get to my desk.
“John was found murdered on Saturday night,” she replies tearfully. “He went out to pick up fish and chips for the family, and when he didn’t come home, his wife went looking and found the police at the chip shop. He didn’t even make it inside. Why would anyone do this?” she asks sadly.
My gut sinks. I know why. It was John’s books that held the coordinates that were used for the rescue.
This organisation works quickly and brutally. The places I worked before weren’t as reactive.
Alan walks into the office and clears his throat. “I’m sure by now you’ve all heard the sad news about John. Bereavement information is available in the canteen if anyone needs to speak to someone. We’ll be passing the hat around a bit later today to help his family pay for the funeral.”
Jesus, they’re fucking cold.
They murdered him, and now they’re trying to make it look like they care.
I swallow the bile that threatens to rise. I knew this would be dangerous, but fuck me, it’s becoming clearer by the day.
