Slowly, the turtle poked his head out of the shell and nuzzled his face against the tip of Remedy’s finger. “I mean he wasn’t wrong. I’d want to snap on you too if you snatched me out of my environment and took me some place strange. Oh wait…you did.”
“You came willingly.”
“I came for Ernie.”
Erys laughed. “You knew how it was going to end. Smothered.”
“I was plotting on choking you out in your sleep and running off with Ernie. But smothering isn’t too bad. Loving it and you isn’t horrible either,” Remedy admitted, looking up at him.
“Let me hear that again,” Erys said with a grin.
“I love you too, Erys. Been trying to hold that in for days. Feels good to let it out. Now that that’s on the table, I want to know what you did to him.”
Erys stepped back and opened her passenger door. “I got the aide staying overnight. Me, you and the St. Harlem.”
“Pet store first, Bud needs an enclosure,” Remedy bargained.
Erys tapped her ass as she climbed into her car. “Come on, act like you know me. I come with a plan and I come prepared. You can do all of that after you smother my face. Two days away from you got me in withdrawals.”
“I like that. Let’s go for three. I want you climbing the walls behind me.”
Erys nipped her bottom lip and squeezed her thigh. “I’m clearing bodies and taking over gangs for you. That tops climbing the walls.”
“Hurry up and get in here. I need to be fed. Twice.”
28
“Talk to me about what’s going on in that head of yours,” Remedy spoke, wrapping her arms around his waist.
As he stared at the city below, his hands automatically found hers and his body relaxed. Like most cities, the underworld ran a smooth-oiled machine so all the legitimate things could operate without a hiccup. Since the game was snatched from Poppi by Mama, Waynesville hadn’t been the same. The people weren’t taken care of. The rich moved around without abiding by the law and order meant for them too.
Out of all the cities Erys was sent into to regulate the ecosystem, this hadn’t been one making enough noise. Partially because the who’s who of Waynesville and the ghettos didn’t cross. The pills they needed, provided by a doctor. Heavier drugs sold to the doctor and funneled through his practice. A bunch of rookies playing a game they were never trained for. Too many dead kids in the wake and too many kids behind bars who didn’t commit the heinous crimes they were charged for.
His purpose in life was becoming clearer and he embraced it. He was the stabilizer. The deadly calm to regulate environments so they would reach maximum potential. The charge was heavy but the cost of not doing what he was commissioned to do was unbearable.
Remedy’s lips on the center of his bare back allowed serenity to flow through his body and stopped his mind from racing. “Am I going to have to pull it out of you?”
Erys let a chuckle rumble off his lips in tandem with her tiny hand sliding over the patch of hair on his lower abdomen into his shorts. “Do your thing.”
Remedy’s giggle vibrated against his back. She continued to kiss his torso until she was in front of him, both hands tugging at his shorts. Dick at full attention from the mere touch of her.
“Did I do that?” her voice came out in a purr, fading away whatever else was lingering on his mind. Her lips were back on his torso, full length in her hands slowly moving up and down.
“You always do that shit. Been doing that shit. You can laugh and I’m bricked up,” Erys admitted, looking down at her.
A smile eased over her face and she lowered herself into a squat. “I want to hear you.”
He nipped a grin while he watched her tongue flatten and lick his length. Mouth open, pushing down his corded dick, making it appear and disappear.
A weighted groan fell from his lips. Erys’ eyes barely stayed open as Remedy slurped and bobbed. Every motion undoing him. In a slurp, she moaned. “I can’t hear you, baby.”
Erys’ hands grabbed her hair, a wince coming out of his mouth. “You bossy as fuck.”
“Mmhmm,” Remedy moaned. “You like it.”
“Fuckin’ right.” His moans rumbling in his throat as he peered down at the only woman who could undo him and put him back together effortlessly. He belonged to her. “I love your sexy ass. That smart ass fuckin’ mouth.”
Remedy hummed her acceptance to his words.
