I frown at him. “He watched my wife, amigo.”
“I know. I’m just making sure we’re on the same page.”
“Aren’t we always?”
He grins at me while Carmichael sobs in the chair. “Yeah.”
Half an hour later,we walk out of the room, leaving Carmichael’s mutilated body behind. I’ll help Conor dispose of it properly tomorrow. They have an incinerator somewhere. I’ll toss Carmichael’s computer into it too.
“Alex! Jax,” Alana gasps out loud and I look down at myself and then at my best buddy. We are covered, head to toe in blood and bits of body tissue.
“You knew we weren’t going to tickle him, princess,” Alejandro says.
“I know, but…” she swallows hard. “I know.”
“The videos? Where are they?” Lucia asks.
“On his computer at home. I don’t believe he sent them to anyone else. I’ll deal with it tomorrow. Right now I need a shower.”
Lucia wrinkles her nose at me. “Yeah. You kinda do.”
* * *
A few hours later,after I’ve showered and we spent a few hours eating pizza with the Ryans, Lucia and I are lying in bed. I have my arms wrapped around her and she’s nestled against my chest as I run my fingertips up and down her spine.
“You okay?” she whispers.
“Hmm,” I kiss her hair. She smells so good. “You?”
“Yep.” She snuggles closer.
We lie in silence for a few minutes. “You think everyone else is asleep?” she asks.
Her parents are in the room down the hall and Matthias and the twins are in the room next to us.
“The kids are. Everyone is probably fucking,” I whisper and she giggles.
“Jax,” she nudges me. “We can’t do that here. We’re guests.”
“Pretty sure that’s not an issue, angel,” I slide my hands to her ass. “Unless you don’t want to?”
She shifts her hips, rubbing her pussy against my hip, and my cock, which it seems is always at half-mast around her, springs to life. “I always want to.”
“Yeah you do,” I roll her onto her back, forcing her thighs apart with my knees so that I can lie between her legs. I grind my cock against her. “Why are you wearing panties anyway?”
“Because the rules are I don’t wear panties in your bed. This isn’t your bed. Pretty sure this is your buddy, Shane’s.”
“No,” I shake my head and she bites on that juicy bottom lip of hers, driving me fucking feral. “What is the rule about beds?”
“Any bed I’m in is yours,” she whispers.
“Damn right, baby, now get the panties off right now.”
She stares into my eyes and they are full of wicked delight. “Make me,” she purrs and the rush of blood to my cock damn near makes me pass out.
I am going to fuck her into a coma and I don’t give a damn who hears her screaming my name.
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