I swipe my lips over her slit, tasting her sweet core. Her body shakes with every thrust of my tongue between her folds. She moans, rolling her hips up to my mouth. The way she comes apart from my touch causes my cock to dribble come onto the sheets. Shit. I'm so hard that I'm going to drill a hole through the mattress with my dick.
Her hands thrust into my hair, dragging her fingers over my scalp. I ache for her cries that slip past her lips. “Come for me, my sweet felony. I want to hear you one more time before I fill you up.”
“William.” She clenches her thighs around my head, sealing me in while she comes hard on my face. I lap up every drop until she relaxes her hold. It’s the first time she shouts my name, and the sound of it from her lips almost makes me come.
“Say it again,” I growl against her mound.
“William.” My dick jerks again, staying rock hard. I climb up her body, needing to finally fill her up. I push the head inside merely an inch, taking my time before I come too soon.
“I’m ready to be yours.”
“You’ve been mine since the day we met.” I dip my head and slip my tongue into her mouth. Needing to move so badly, I give in and roll my hips forward, stuffing my cock deep in her pussy shredding through the hints of her innocence.
She lets out a whimper, and I groan, hating that I caused her an ounce of pain. Our eyes meet and I see the answer to the unasked question. She gave me her virginity. I can’t believe she didn’t tell me, but I’m not complaining. In fact, I’m mentally celebrating. Until I met her, I’ve never felt possessive, but I can’t even think of her with another man or I’ll lose my mind.
“You’re mine. Only mine until the day I die.” I don’t move inside, but I’m not ready to stop. Time stands still as we stare at each other, longing and promise in both our eyes. Taking it slow, I kiss and lick my way to her breasts, sucking her hard nipples into my mouth one at a time until she’s moaning, and her pussy squeezes my cock even harder than the vice grip it had already. Steeling my hands into her hair, I take her lips, kissing her the way I crave, delving inside her mouth and letting our tongues dance.
Her hands slide over my shoulders and down my back. “William, please.”
“Are you ready for me?” I drag my lips along her chest, sucking on her perfect tits. “I love your breasts. I can’t wait until they’re filled with my baby’s meals. Do you want to have my baby?”
“Yes.” Her walls flex around my cock.
I know she’s turned on almost as much as I am about having my baby. “Do you want my seed?” She nods, but I have to hear it from her lips. “Tell me. Say it, and I’ll give you every damn drop.”
Her lip quivers as she throatily moans. “Yes, I want your seed.”
“You’re going to get it all.” Finally, I give in to the pleasure and begin thrusting in and out of her tight core and watch as she comes apart in my arms. I skim my hands up and down her sides, halting at her hips and lifting them to drive deeper. She grips onto my forearms for support as I fuck her tight womb.
“I’m coming. Oh, William, so deep.” Her cries send me over the edge, jetting come into her cunt, filling her belly.
Still buried in her, I drop head to the side on the mattress.
“Oh my God, that was incredible. I want to do it again.”
“I hope so, sweetheart, because this is for life. You're mine.” I managed to say feeling thoroughly pleased and winded at the same time.
“I meant right now.”
“I'm sure you want me to thank you again, but I need to get you another snack or something. I don't think the sandwich is good anymore.”
“Too bad because it's so delicious.”
“But then again, so were you.” I flip her onto her back and take her again.
* * *
“I started a bath for you. I’m sure you could use it to soothe all your sore parts.” I wink at her, trying to tease.
“Thank you. I could definitely use it. Someone’s massive cock and brawny body savaged me.”
“Damn right. You created that savage. You created that monster.”
“No, I unleashed the Beast.”
“Keep that shit up, and you’ll never make it out of this bed.” I crawl over her, grinding my hips so she can feel how hard I am. She lifts her hands, sliding them across my jaw and then into my hair. Dragging me down for a kiss, I willingly surrender.
The sound of water hitting the bathroom floor forces us apart. “Shit.”
“I’ll just take a shower in the other bathroom.”
“Good idea.”
Chapter 11
Beast
It’s Monday, and I hated leaving Mary, but I still have a job and a lot of questions to answer when it comes to the death of Serrano. When I step out of my vehicle, I’m greeted by the press, shouting questions my way.
I should have expected it. Shit. Taking a beat, I stop by the entrance and turn to address them. “The event that took place this Saturday was unfortunate; however, I defended my home and my fiancée. Who he is and where he came from hadn’t crossed my mind when he crossed my lawn. His death was caused by his choices. Learning he was the man who my fiancée planned to testify against made the incident a little more unnerving, but she’s safe.”
“How is your fiancée?”
“She’s recovering both physically and emotionally. Thank you. Please excuse me. I still have cases to work on.”
I excuse myself and walk inside the building out of sight of the cameras. Francisco is waiting at the elevators the second I step off of them.
"Sir, I'm glad to hear you're okay. The Dallas County DA on the Serrano case is waiting for you. I put him in conference room A. I already grabbed him some coffee."
"Good. Thanks. Can you grab me a cup of coffee?" He nods, and I add, "I'll be in with him after I set my things down." It only takes me a minute or two to prepare myself for this meeting. I don't have time for this, but it has to be done. It's not as if I'm the average guy. This is a big deal because the public is worried that I'm a target. Frankly, I know I am. It sucks, but if there's any of Serrano's associates or family looking for revenge, I'm the one they are coming for. Unfortunately for them, I'm well equipped to destroy anyone who gets in my way. My guys already informed me that they have my back should we need to remove some bodies, but I don’t want it to come to that.
As I exit my office, Francisco holds out my mug for me to take. “Thank you.” I nod and head into the conference room.
I enter the room and the DA stands immediately. He’s alone which means that he doesn’t want this conversation to go beyond these walls for the time being. "Hello, I'm DA Moses Madden. I'm sorry for this impromptu meeting."
"I expected no less." We shake hands, and he sits back down.
I take my seat. "So, what happens now?"
"Nothing. His death was listed as a stand your ground matter. I'm only here to answer any questions you have."
“I have a bunch. How the fuck did he find out where I live? And most importantly, how did he know when to strike?”
“That’s something we’re looking into. Spencer informed us that he got a call from Ms. Stark. She’s not supposed to contact him, so I’m guessing someone tapped into his phone and listened to the call. We’re checking because it wasn’t a secure line, so it’s not hard to do. How he got your address could be a location software he used.”
“I’ve got another question. Is there someone out there that cares if he’s dead?”
“Like most of us, there’s at least one person, but his ties to the drug world are great. He wasn’t some petty criminal or a hitman. Although someone might send you a gift basket now that he’s gone.”
“Why? Did he plan to rat anyone out?”
“Not that we were aware of, but you know the risks when one is caught. They usually don’t want to go down alone. We’re going through it all to make sure he doesn’t have associates involved in this. If he had accomplices in this attack, they could be looking to
finish the job, so letting down your guard may not be the best thing for you or Ms. Stark.”
“Son of a bitch.” I slam my hands on the table.
“I’m sorry, but this thing with Serrano was bigger than Spencer led on. Ms. Stark’s witness testimony would help bring a trafficking empire to its knees. You weren’t only chosen because you were a safe bet, but because we know the Steele Riders are very protective of their town, which has its own rights and laws.”
“That makes sense. So Spencer’s a dickhead for leaving out the rest. I get the need for it, but my guard would have been higher up if I’d known. Excuse me, I need to make a call.”
I stand and leave to make a call to Boomer. “Hey, I need more security at my house and around Mary.”
“Already on it. After what I heard, I’ve talked to Cyber. We’re doing all we can from our end. Is there something else?”
“Yes, Serrano wasn’t just a small-time dealer getting caught in the commission of a drug murder. He worked for a drug trafficking cartel.”
“Are you thinking Cortes?”
“I don’t know, but I’m guessing the fuck so. The DA and Spencer are holding everything tight to the vest. I’m guessing a rat on the inside.”
“I agree. We’ll do what we can on our end. You know I want Cortes not only shutdown but at the end of my barrel.”
“We’ll hold our cards tight to the chest as well.”
“Okay. Good. It’s time we go to church. Tonight.”
“Understood. Are you going to bring the girls?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’ll bring Mary.”
“It’s official now?”
“Damn right. I made sure of it. There’s no need for me to pretend it isn’t anymore. The bastard is in the morgue, and her part of the case is all gone. Now, if they want to fuck with me, I’ll send more bodies to the morgue.”
“We got your back, brother.”
“Thanks. I need to get back to my meeting, but I just had to call you for this.”
“Anytime.”
When I walk back into the meeting, a man and a woman have joined the DA around the table. They aren’t dressed professionally, so I’m already guessing these are the victim’s parents.
“Sorry, DA Brandon. Mr. and Mrs. Gates wanted to come and speak with you.”
“We’d just like to say thank you. Although we wanted to see him rot in prison, we know you didn’t have a choice.”
“Thank you for understanding. This situation was completely out of my control, and the only solution was his death.”
“He’s not the only one involved though. We came here because a couple of guys showed up at our house, looking for something. They had their faces covered, so we can’t identify them, but they roughed up my husband and demanded to know where Shawn’s bedroom was. They ransacked the place and left. We don’t know what they took or who they were, but I’m guessing they know he had something important.”
I drop back in my chair and think about all the information I was given in that meeting. It lasted another half an hour before they took their leave. Francisco walked them out, and I went into my office, feeling completely off-kilter.
It's been hours since I talked to Mary. Is that what’s wrong with me? I need my woman to ease some of this tension. Nothing they told me was truly new to me. I had suspected it, and they verified my worst fears.
The phone only rings once before she answers. I release a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
"Hey, babe. How's it going?”
“I saw you on the news today. The whole fiancée thing really sells what you did out here Saturday."
"It's not selling shit. I haven't gotten your ring yet, but I'm sure it's a done deal. You're going to marry me soon."
"Oh, really? No need to ask?"
"Why? When I already know the answer."
"A man of few words."
"So how's your day," I ask, ignoring her original question. I love to know what's going on with her. She's supposed to spend a quiet day, filling up her Kindle Crystal bought her. I gave her my credit card and let her go hog wild with it. I'd pay anything to see that beautiful smile on her face.
"So far, all I did was clean and shower. I don't have a lot of clothes, so laundry's a must."
"I'll take you out this weekend, and you can pick a whole bunch of things including stuff for a wedding."
"Oh yeah, and when is this wedding taking place?"
"As soon as I can con you into doing it."
"I'd say it's going to take a lot more orgasms for me to be convinced into marrying the sexiest, toughest man who saves me like a damsel in distress all the time."
"I'll eat your pussy until you pass out. If I didn't have to work, I'd be working on your third at the very least."
"Confident, aren't we?"
"With you, fuck yeah. Nothing is sexier to me than the sound of your screams."
"Um...are you trying to phone sex me, DA Brandon?"
"No, you get me so damn worked up, my cock is thinking it's a sex session. Did you buy any books yet?"
"Only one right now. I'm halfway through with it, but some hot guy called, and I had to answer because I'm sure he'd break down the door if I didn't."
"I have the key, but you're damn right I would leave the damn courtroom if you didn't answer, baby. You are my number one priority."
"Thank you, William. I love you."
"I love it when you call me by my name. I've never really noticed it before, but the way it comes off your lips makes it ten times better."
"Well then, Mr. Brandon, when you get home, I'll make sure that I whisper it, chant it, scream it. All. Night. Long."
"Fucking shit, you're going to make me whip my dick out right here in my office and beat off to the visions I'm having right now."
"Oh, don't do that. I'd be jealous of any female in your office who heard that deep, rugged moan that comes from the back of your throat when you're close to coming."
"I'm hanging up. When I get home, I'm bending you over and punishing you for that." I end the call to a fit of giggles from her end of the line. The brat. She's going to get me in trouble for indecent exposure. I have another meeting in ten minutes, and I have to get my cock under control before someone sues for sexual harassment.
I head into my small bathroom and pour some cold water over my face and wet a paper towel to put on my cock. It does the trick long enough for it to go down. Grabbing what I need for my next meeting, I walk out and step into conference room B, where the detectives are here to go over a homicide involving a jilted lover and a wife.
Chapter 12
Mary
I take a drink of coffee and turn on the news to see if anyone mentions the incident with Serrano. The first thing I see is William's handsome face. He’s walking from his SUV to the building past all the reporters that gathered. They’re shouting questions, and he appears extremely annoyed. I want to smack them and tell them to leave him alone.
The ramifications could be great from the attack, but he handles the situation like it's all said and done, and everyone can go about their day. Maybe that is the case. Maybe there are more people than just me and the victim's family that are pleased that Serrano's dead. I've never been the vengeful type in my life, especially after the hand that I'd been dealt, but his death brings me a newfound sense of peace.
It does help that I have one hell of a man watching my six at all times. I think about the way he's allowed me to just engulf his space, and it makes me feel at home. The way he loves me so much that I can’t get enough of it.
After William disappears into the building, the reporter turns to face the camera and begins detailing what the pending case would have been. "Antonio Serrano was charged with first-degree murder for the death of twenty-one-year-old Shawn Gates over what was reported a drug deal gone bad. Mr. Serrano was said to have jumped over the fence of DA William Brandon's home just hours after being released on bail in an attempt to kidnap the only wi
tness in the shooting. For safety reasons, her name hasn't been disclosed to the media, but she did suffer from some injuries during the attack at DA Brandon's home. We will bring more information when we have it. This is Ernesto Torres for NBC Dallas."
A wave of relief hits me that they didn't toss out my personal information, although they did give enough of William's information to make it easy to locate him. However, as a prosecutor, I'm sure many people who want to know where he lives will find him.
Taking another drink of my coffee, I see a commercial for YOU on Netflix and it reminds me that Crystal dropped off a Kindle for me, and William left his card so I could buy whatever I wanted on it. I'm not allowed to use my personal stuff until he tells me it's okay, so he told me to buy as many books as my heart desires. He obviously doesn't know the extent of my reading addiction. Getting the device off the charger, I open it up and create a new account. This process takes forever, but if I want to read, it's got to be done. And I need to read. I've been reading since I was four years old and I’ll do it until the day I die.
Scrolling through the latest on Amazon's top lists, and I see one that intrigues me. Okay, I see a lot that intrigues me, but this one is calling my name. I know it's going to be filthy, sexy, and yet still sweet. I click on the buy now and impatiently wait for it to download. When I open it, I dive right in. Two hours later and I've only made a dent in the book, but it's so good that I don't want to put it down even though I should probably eat. At least I took something out for dinner.
My phone rings, so I'm forced to close the book, but seeing it's William, I pick up instantly. Talking to him on the phone is almost as hot as when he's in front of me. His perfectly even voice picks up as I tease him with lusty requests. It's all I can do to stop my racing heart as he tells me we're getting married. I should argue with him, but it’s pointless. I want to marry the man more than anything in the world, so putting up a fight seems futile.
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