“You’re never going find the missing women and children.” He laughed. “And when Dad finally takes his spot where he deserves, your little girl will be sold too. I bet we can fetch a good price for the little blonde.”
My vision clouded. Rage filled my brain, causing my ears to pound to the violent rhythm of my heart. I had fought no one in years, and I didn’t care that the fucker was in cuffs—he was mine. I jumped across the table, grabbing Fredrick. His chair clattered to the ground as I fell on top of him. He put his cuffed hands up, protecting his face, as my hand connected with flesh. I didn’t stop, and another punch rang down.
“You need to stop,” Antonio yelled. “We still need the fucker alive.”
But I didn’t want to stop—not when he’d threatened my family. Blood dripped from his nose as I squeezed his throat. In one more minute, the fucker would be gone.
A hand clamped down at my shoulder, pulling me off of him. Fredrick gasped for air on the ground.
“You need to cool off,” Antonio growled as he shoved me out of the room.
Patty was standing on the other side with tears in her eyes. God, I fucked up.
13
Sam
I hated that Patty had seen me lose my shit and beat the crap out of Fredrick. When she didn’t flinch as I swiped the tear from her face, I let out a breath. She wasn’t scared of me. Patty took a step forward, rose on her tiptoes, and pressed her mouth to mine. Her wet tears covered my hand. She wrapped her arms around my neck and drew me closer.
Instantly, my hands went to her ass, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We were in the damn hallway. I heard someone clear their throat in the distance, but it didn’t stop me from kissing my future wife.
Damn. She tasted like cherry lipstick. She’d used the same Chapstick for years because she knew I loved the taste of it on her lips.
I needed her more than my next breath. Fuck. She felt so good in my arms.
Being deep inside her was my only choice. I turned and pushed her up against the wall. My hands cupped under her dress as I held her tightly against my body. My dick painfully pushed against my zipper.
A tap on my shoulder pulled me out of the haze of making out with Patty.
“You might want to go into the interrogation room or the bathroom.” Antonio laughed before nodding down the hall. “You're putting on a show for everyone. Don’t get me wrong—you know Kat loves to watch.” Antonio leaned in and whispered, “Not sure you want the nonkinky people watching you.”
I took a deep breath and pressed a kiss to Patty’s forehead. My cock might kill me for the decision to slowly lower Patty to the ground. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor.
“Let’s head to our bedroom,” I grumbled as I tried to rearrange my painfully hard cock. Patty pushed her body against mine, making sure to rub her pelvis against me. I was close to losing it like a teenager. I wasn’t sure what had brought on this side of Patty. She’d been horny at the end of her last pregnancy and not as much at the beginning.
“Or we can step into the next room.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Are you sure you want to do this, even after I lost my shit?”
Her nails trailed down my chest, and she undid the first button of my white dress shirt. Blood droplets marred part of my shirt. She was right. I didn’t want to wait until we got to our bedroom. I wanted Patty now as much as she wanted me. Antonio and Brock would handle things. I needed to be deep inside Patty.
“We’ve never done it in an interrogation room,” she whispered.
I shook my head. I didn’t want to step back into the room even if that piece of shit wasn’t there anymore. I lifted Patty back up, and she wrapped her legs around me. Her high heels dug into my ass as I walked three steps down the hall and threw open the next door, not caring that it was the women’s bathroom. I flicked the lock as I pressed her back to the door and my lips to hers.
She moaned into my mouth as our tongues tangled together. Her hands slid up my arms and across the back of my neck before her fingers wove through my hair. I pulled back and ran kisses along her jaw and bit down on the groove between her neck and shoulder.
“I love you like this,” I growled.
“You’re so sexy when you get protective of your family, Master.”
I grinned and then nipped at her lips again. “You want to play?”
“Always.” She tightened her legs around my waist. “I need you.”
“We need to take this slow.”
“No. The doctor said everything is fine. We have nothing to worry about.”
I still planned to take things slowly even with the doctor’s okay. With Patty in my arms, I walked across the bathroom and placed her on the marble countertop. When I stepped back, she reached between us and squeezed my cock.
I closed my eyes, and I almost lost it. Patty was fucking hot and the only person who could make me lose my mind when her hands touched me. Our sex life was still as hot as when we first met five years before. We might not have as much time with each other as we did then, but the sex was still explosive when we did make time to connect.
I needed to make more time for her. God, it felt so good as she squeezed my dick again. “It’s going to be over before I can sink deep inside you if you don’t stop.”
“Then stop talking, and strip,” she said.
I pulled the tie of her red dress, and it flowed open. Underneath, she had a red bra and panties that matched the dress. “I think you forgot who the Dom is.”
Her fingers traced the third button of my shirt, and she ripped it open. “I didn’t forget, Master. I just need you.”
This was one of the ways we felt close to each other. I pushed the red dress over her shoulders, and it pooled on the countertop. I ran a finger along the top of her red lace panties, and she shuddered under my touch. When my finger dipped inside her, she let out a moan.
“Seems someone is close to the edge,” I said, and she clamped down around me as I pressed another finger deep inside her.
Her fingers fumbled with my belt as she tried to unbuckle the clasp. Patty let out a frustrated sigh as she couldn’t get it to unhook. I leaned forward and whispered, “Do you want me to help you or keep my fingers deep inside you like my cock will be later?”
“This belt needs to be thrown away.”
I pressed a kiss to her lips before pulling my hand away, and she groaned into my mouth. With a quick movement, I undid my belt and moved my thumb back to her clit. “You need patience.”
“No, what I needed is for you to strip and be deep inside me.”
“You know, earlier, you put yourself in danger. I haven’t given you punishment for that yet.”
Spanks were more pleasure than punishment for Patty. Her sweet velvety folds clamped down on my hands at the words. I drew back, pulled her off the counter, and spun her so she was facing the mirror.
“Put your elbows on the counter,” I said. She did as I told her, and I almost lost my shit. All she had on was red high heels, making her ass rise higher up. Patty grinned at the mirror. I could watch her facial expressions as I ran my hands over her nice firm ass.
“Are you going to caress my ass or give me spankings?”
My hand came down, and the slap echoed through the small bathroom. I unzipped my pants, relieving the pressure. “I’m the one in charge. Don’t worry about counting. I’ll know when I’m done reddening your ass.”
She bit her ruby-red lips and nodded. My hand came down again with three quick slaps on each ass cheek. Her ass was turning a beautiful shade of red. She was practically panting and sticking her ass up higher with each hit.
My finger slipped between her legs. She was dripping wet. “You’re so ready for me.” But I wasn’t done playing with her body. I reached forward and tweaked her nipple.
“Please.”
“Please what?” I growled and brought my hand down on her ass again.
“Please, Master.”
My fin
gers held her long blond locks as I turned her around and tilted her neck back so I could nip and suck my way down to her breasts. I lifted her up onto the counter again, and she moaned as her red ass hit the cold countertop. I pressed her legs farther open with my hips. She tried to buck forward and rub herself against me, but I bit down on her nipple, and she let out a shuddered breath.
Damn, I love playing with her body.
Patty wrapped my hair in her fingers and tugged. I wasn’t ready to stop sucking on her breasts. I pushed my fingers between her wet folds, and she moved her arms to my shoulders and dug her nails in.
“I’m close,” she whispered.
I kneeled down on the cold floor and lapped at her folds with my tongue. Patty screamed, her voice bouncing off the walls. I was sure anyone walking by could hear us in the bathroom, but I didn’t care. I worked my way back up Patty’s body, stopping to suck on her breasts.
“They're not like they used to be,” she said. Patty had made a few comments about her body over the years. I fell more in love with it each day.
“They're perfect.” I bit down on her nipple. “I can never get enough of you.”
“They’ll sag more after this one.”
“Jesus Christ, Patty. One look at your naked body, and I’m hard as a rock. Nothing about you is sagging or unattractive. I don’t want to hear you put yourself down again.”
“You went all alpha,” she smiled.
“They're perfect.” I cupped her right breast as I lowered my head and nipped her other one. Her breasts fit perfectly in my large hands as I caressed her body.
I pinched her nipple between my thumb and middle finger, and she squirmed on the counter, pressing forward as she rubbed herself against my black dress pants. Then she held my shoulders and took a step back, using the opportunity to slide off the counter and onto her knees. The sight of her looking up with her ruby-red lips was breathtaking.
I gripped the counter as she pulled my cock out of my pants. “Jesus, that feels good.” Her lips wrapped around my cock, and she kept her hands on my thighs as she bobbed her head.
Now, that is fucking amazing. “Patty.”
The little pixie took me deeper into her mouth as she caressed my balls. Having her jump me when I walked into the hall had been enough to make me almost lose it. I was already so close to the edge. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, knowing I didn’t want to come in her mouth but, instead, deep inside her. I ran my hand through her long blond locks and pulled her head back. My cock popped out of her mouth as she stared up at me with her deep-blue eyes and a smile across her face.
“Was I not doing it right, Master?”
“You’re perfect. I need a second.”
My fingers loosened a tiny bit in her hair, and she leaned forward again, capturing me between her lips. Her mouth was hot and soft. With each bob of her head, I was getting closer to the edge. I reached down and tugged her off the floor, spinning her around so her ass was in the air.
I slowly slid into her from behind as she watched me through the mirror. We each sucked in a breath as I worked myself deeper into her, loving how impossibly tight and wet she was. With each inch, I sank deeper. She swallowed hard and pushed back. I dug my hands into her hips, keeping her in place, enjoying every second of being deep inside of her.
Once I was fully seated in her, I leaned back and slapped her ass, and she gripped me tighter inside. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she bit down on her lips. I slapped her ass again, and her eyes sprang open, and we locked eyes in the mirror, lost in each other’s gaze. Her pupils dilated, and her mouth parted.
I reached forward with one arm and pinched her nipple between my fingers. Both of us groaned as she clamped down on my cock.
“Sam.”
“You can come.”
She stared deep into my eyes as her hand reached lower and brushed against my dick before pressing her clit, and I pushed deeper inside her. I couldn’t take the slow agonizing pace anymore. I sped up. With each thrust, we were both panting. I twined my finger with hers and pushed it to her clit, loving the way she was wet with need. I pushed her back down a little more so her ass went up.
The position made her scream my name as I thrust inside. When she clamped down around my dick, I came. I continued to press her as my balls tightened, and I orgasmed deep inside her.
My knees were weak. I wanted to sink down to the floor and pull her limp body with me. She groaned when I pulled out of her.
Patty turned and rested her head against my chest. “We really need to put chairs in here.”
“We could just sit on the floor for a second—or an hour.”
“No!” Patty screamed. “It’s just...Jessica and her statistics.”
I groaned, not wanting to ruin the moment by hearing her sister's facts about bathrooms. I could only imagine what they were. Instead, I pulled Patty into my arms and pushed my tongue deep into her mouth. She matched each thrust of my tongue. We sat tangled in each other’s arms, catching our breath.
I pulled back and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Are you sure everything is okay? I know I went a little crazy earlier, but I didn’t expect you to jump me.”
A lovely shade of red covered Patty’s cheeks. “I know it’s strange, but it was so sexy how you stuck up for our family...Sam, some things he said were true.”
My body tensed at her words, and I replayed everything in my mind. “What part, Patty?”
“I did sleep with some of the people when I was younger. But not like he was talking about. I dated people in Shialia.”
I wasn’t worried about the men she’d dated. “I dated before we met as well.”
Patty barked out a laugh. “No, you fucked half of Miami and Fort Lauderdale.”
I swatted her ass. “That was before I met you.”
“Some things, we do need to figure out. Your dad has a lot to answer for.”
It would have been nice to stay locked in the bathroom for a few more hours, but we still had issues to work out. Patty and I dressed, and I placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
“They might have heard us,” she whispered.
It was my turn to laugh. “You jumped me in the hall, and you're worried about someone hearing a few screams?”
She turned a darker shade of red. “I guess not.”
I grabbed her hand and opened the door. Antonio was standing a few doors down. Nobody was in the hall, so I assumed my friend had kept the area clear, but he also had a smile on his face that told me I hadn’t been the only one to get lucky.
14
Patty
I sat down around the large conference table in the peace room. I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. This meeting did not bring peace. Since I’d taken over my father’s duties, the room held many intense arguments that never ended with peace.
“Everything will be fine.” Sam sat down next to me. He was dressed in his signature black suit and a white button-down shirt. I couldn’t help but undress him with my eyes. He leaned in closer so only I could hear. “If you keep staring at me like that, I’m going to have to fuck you on the table in here.”
My cheeks heated like a summer day at the beach. Sam chuckled next to me and took a sip of his coffee. The room was full of royal staffers and a couple of our close friends. Jessica was beside me along with her husband, Brock. Antonio and Kat were also in the room.
Sam had decided to keep Wes and Tucker on the outside since we weren’t one hundred percent sure whose side they both were on. I had little doubt that Wes would do anything to harm Sam or me, but we weren’t taking any chances.
The kids, including Izzy, were guarded by a few more friends of ours who’d flown in from Fort Lauderdale. Alex and Bridget had arrived that morning and dived right into helping. Everything seemed easier with our friends around.
The only one still missing was my father. He’d ducked me for the last twenty-four hours. I wanted answers about Carl before I signed any documents.
“Where is he?
” I grumbled. Sam’s hand went to my bouncing leg and ran under the seam of my dress. My head swung to the side as I glared at my soon-to-be husband.
Sam’s lip twitched. “Calm down, Pixie. He will be here, and you will get your answers.” My sexy man could read my mind at times, it seemed.
Antonio nodded toward the closet. “Or you two could give everyone another show like yesterday. I still hear people in the halls talking about how you got down.”
I’d been mortified when my lady-in-waiting commented on how happy she was that Sam and I didn’t hold back our passion for each other. It wasn’t like she just came out and said it—I’d asked if she heard any rumors about me having sex with him in the bathroom.
“Like you can talk,” Brock scoffed, looking up from his laptop. The man was still working on Wes’s background check. Something was completely off. “At least Sam and Patty went into the bathroom, where there weren’t cameras. You two made a sex tape.”
My thoughts of the meeting completely went out the window as my head swung toward Kat. The former assassin shrugged. “I’m sure it wasn’t the first sex tape we made without knowing we were being taped, and I can guarantee it won’t be the last.”
“Wait, you said without knowing you were being taped. Do you guys make sex tapes often?” My voice came out a little louder than I’d planned.
Dr. Issiac Carter, the archbishop of Shialia, cleared his throat, and I couldn’t help but wince. He would walk me through the oath before I signed the final documents. Kat giggled across the table from me.
Dr. Carter glared at her as he straightened his white-sleeved robe with a gold strip down the center. “Where is King Beckett? I was told to be here at nine today. I don’t have time to wait around.”
The more I learned about my father, the more I wasn’t sure how much I knew him. When we were kids and spent the summers at Shialia, the world revolved around us. He’d call me weekly when I lived in the states, and he would visit. Now I wonder whether the visits were more for him to meet up with his girlfriends around the world or if he actually wanted to come see Jessica and me. Everything I thought I knew was in question.
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