“I fucking missed you,” I murmur into her ear as I roll over, pinning her front to the mattress as I dig my fingers into the waistband of her sweats. When I yank them down, she moans, and it goes right to my cock.
Christ.
“You’re such a tease, angel,” I growl as I push down my underwear and shove my hard dick into her in one deep thrust. “Daddy’s tease.”
Nodding, she grips the bedding and hums quietly as I pull out and then push in again.
We stay as quiet as we can, though I’m sure all these rooms are soundproof in Luciano’s house.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers. “Daddy, please.”
Using my forearm to hold myself up, I reach under her with my free hand and slide my fingers between her legs, pressing them against her clit, but not moving them.
“You need to come for me, angel? Is that what you want?”
Ace trembles beneath me, her orgasm is barely contained as I pump into her, over and over in deep thrusts.
“Please, yes,” she whimpers.
As soon as I circle her clit, I lean down and whisper, “Come for me,” into her ear.
Her pussy clenches around me, pulling me with her as we explode together as one.
Luciano hugs Aceone more time before I lead her toward the stairs of our private jet. “I’ll see you soon.”
She smiles and nods, and as I pass him, I give him a smug smile. “Not too soon, though.”
His expression darkens, but I can tell there’s no heat behind it. I’m not sure whether Luciano and I will ever be friends, but we both carry mutual respect for each other. I can’t say I’m looking forward to having him and his men at our holiday gatherings, but the more the merrier, I fucking guess.
It wasn’t that long ago that my brothers and I were four lonely men who were going through the motions of life. Beckett still has some shit to go through, but I’d say we’re thriving as a family.
“Savage,” Luciano calls out before I’m out of hearing range.
I glance back at him, and he catches up to me. “Once you get Lacey settled, we’ll work on taking down Dreq. I have men working on looking for him.”
Nodding, I offer my hand. “I’ll be by your side when we end that motherfucker.”
He reaches out, and we shake on it before I follow Ace up the steps onto the plane, where Beckett is already settled in with one of the doctors by his side.
Beckett grins at Ace. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Enjoying the morphine?” she asks him in an overly sweet voice, like he’s a five-year-old who just ate glue and she’s not sure how to react.
I push her past him, making her giggle as I glare at my brother. “I will fucking shoot you in the other shoulder.”
Cash and Xander burst out laughing, while Beckett grins up at me, totally high off his ass.
“Asshole,” I mutter, rolling my eyes, and go to sit where Ace is curling herself into the plush leather seat.
As soon as I lower myself next to her, she leans over, snuggling into me, and suddenly, I don’t remember why I was irritated with my brother a moment ago.
She wants me. Not anyone else.
And fuck, I want to take care of her. To give her the life she deserves. Which means we’re going to have to talk about setting some firm rules and boundaries because, while I understand why she went after her mom, that shit can’t happen again.
The entire flight home, while Ace sleeps, I think about all the shit that could have gone wrong. All the ways she could have been hurt or killed. Thank fuck we had two experienced bodyguards on her who did what they had to do to stay on her tail at all times. She has no idea that there were a dozen menposted around her mother’s property by the time Luciano and I arrived.
“I want you to stay with me when we get back to Vegas,” I tell her as soon as she stirs against me.
