The question doesn’t sound as sharp as I’d like it, softened by my pants as my orgasm creeps closer.
“Just trying to figure out if we need to train it before you take two of us at the same time.”
The image of two of my men taking me at the same time is the catalyst I needed. Thoughts of Wyld and Roman, or Atty and Kor, taking me at the same time has my nerve endings flooding in pleasure and my cum coating Roman’s fingers. He jerks his fingers from my pussy and groans when my cum tries to follow, shooting down on his hand.
His finger slips from my ass as he grabs both my thighs, wrenching them open an almost painful amount before he dives back in with his mouth.
The noises he makes as he cleans up the remainder of my orgasm are downright sinful, but the look on his face when he finally pulls away is of a man down on his knees for his Goddess. Full of love and praise and wonder.
What did I ever do to deserve his worship?
He knows of my lies and still gets down on his knees when I tell him to.
I’m so fucked.
I shove my skirt down and watch as he stands, licking his lips as if he just had a fine delicacy. “Come on, Abel will be home from school soon.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Chapter 30
Kortez
It’s been a week of searching for Wade at the base of these godforsaken mountains and the only thing we have to go on is the word of our men and a single photo from a CCTV camera.
How did he know we were after him so fast?
Someone had to have warned him and as much as I don’t want to think about it, there’s only one answer.
Evie told him.
But why? What does he have on her that makes her give him a warning that we’re closing in?
Roman and I knew two weeks ago that Evie knew who Wade was – that she was in contact with him – but we’ve yet to figure out why. Atlas thinks Wade has something on her, but I know better, Roman is learning.
Whatever her relationship with Wade, it’s one she chose to have.
It’s one Wylder fucking James knows about but refuses to elaborate on.
I look over to the man in question to see him checking his scope again. I’ll admit, the man knowswhat he’s doing – but he’s nervous. He’s worried we may find Wade and Atlas will order him to shoot. I’ve not ruled out the possibility that Wylder somehow found him first and warned him away.
“You sure look nervous behind that scope for someone who claims he was a sniper for the government.”
He grunts, repositioning his arms to get comfortable on the edge of the roof that we’ve been sitting on for the last ten hours. “It’s no claim. I know you pulled my background. You know it’s true.”
I can practically hear Roman calling him ‘golden boy’ when those bright eyes of Wylder’s meet my own. “Were you able to get through to the sealed ones?”
Honesty. We need a relationship based on honesty. For Evie. “Yes.”
He nods, watching a van pull up to the warehouse across the street.Bingo.
Whoever is in the van doesn’t get out yet, but I can faintly see the pale hand of the driver motioning around as he speaks on the phone. Not Wade then, but who?
“And?”
I bring my eyes back to the man in front of me, taking in the tattoo he got during his time overseas. A globe with a single star on it, marking the place he was last stationed.
I shrug. “And nothing. You act like I wouldn’t understand killing a man who killed someone I loved.”
