by Erin R Flynn
I sighed and stood, knowing we were still performing. “This is ridiculous, just put him on speaker then.”
“Is that fine with you, Gavin?” Aidan checked.
“Of course. I’m a man who would never neglect the woman in his bed.”
“Well, he’s actually in mine,” I drawled, smirking at Aidan at what the guy was clearly trying to do.
He put the call on speaker and tossed it on the bed. “I want to get back to fun too. You like when I tease you.”
“I do.”
He moved me up the bed and touched my knees. “Show me all of you, darling. Tease me just as much.” I spread my legs wide for him, easily doing the splits. “I love how flexible you are.”
“Even computer nerds like yoga and exercise to clear the brain and keep sharp,” I murmured. “Okay, what do you mean by physical security? That’s a very broad idea.” I chuckled when he just frowned. “Aidan, do you mean like checking the physical computers on top of securing their network? Or do you mean like the estate and residences security? Or do you mean like my crazy office I don’t let anyone in?”
“I wouldn’t know as you won’t let me even know where your apartment is,” he grumbled as his fingers danced between my legs. He frowned as he pushed two in. “You said it fries if someone bypasses your apartment security or something, right?”
“Yeah, I have it set that if someone tries to break in a burst transmission is sent through my network to an offsite server I own and my whole system fries so they get nothing,” I answered, my voice a bit breathy.
“That sounds like Hollywood movie nonsense,” Gavin muttered from the phone.
“It’s not, but it’s expensive, and like everything in life, there’s a chance it could fail.” I shook my head when Aidan opened his mouth. “Maybe the idea started from a movie, TV show, or book, but so did sending someone to the moon. Sometimes the vast imagination of what no one thinks possible can lead to actually making it happen.”
“You’re not wrong,” he agreed as Gavin said something similar. “Fine, let’s start with physical computers.”
I snickered. “You want me to act as Best Buy for you and check you’re all up to date and cleaning your hard drive as you should?” I moaned as he moved his fingers faster. “I have a full time job that keeps me seriously busy, Aidan.”
“You also have a team to help,” he murmured. “If you’re going to be bad, roll over.”
I gave him a shocked look that he would take it that far on this call. “I let you do that because I should have warned you about the other VPs, but I’m no one’s doormat. If you asked me to do your office, yeah, fine, I’d check on a night off as long as you ordered takeout, but you’re talking all their stuff and that’s just—seriously?”
“We need someone we trust,” he admitted. “You’ve said it several times that you’ve done security and left a backdoor in just to be safe and make sure you weren’t protecting anyone bad.” Well, Mason had done that for the job of the club owner, but I knew what he meant. “What about a donation? You pick the place, and every councilman will donate a thousand dollars for you to check three devices.”
“That’s generous,” I murmured. “That’s not Best Buy’s price.”
“You’re not Best Buy but the best,” Aidan praised. “I value your time, I’ve shown that. I need someone I can trust.”
“I’m not against it, but let’s see how they behave with the network deal, as that’s a lot of networks to be on and you know someone won’t behave. So I’ll help you and I’ll consider taking a weekend and helping whoever is nice and will donate to somewhere nice. Deal?”
“Deal,” they both said.
“Now can we hang up the phone?” I sighed.
“So impatient,” he chuckled. “Yes, I think we’re done.”
“Or take the edge off of her so she’s not waiting, but I want to discuss other security.”
“With your mouth then,” I purred, nodding it was fine.
“Yes, darling,” he chuckled, leaning over and eating me out a few times until I was about buzzing, completely melted into the bed.
“You seriously are way too fucking good at that,” I moaned, my body twitching.
“It’s so much fun with how much you enjoy it,” he chuckled. “Would you do the security on my apartment? Who set up that system on your apartment? You were saying the elevator access at ISLE was crap, right?”
“Yeah, but that’s not my forte,” I admitted. “You’re thinking security as one field, but it’s as different as airplanes and cars, and I play with fighter jets and drones precision, and you’re talking tanks security.”
“You are very good at explaining this in lay terms and analogies,” Gavin praised.
I snorted. “You are not the only ancients who don’t get all of this. I learned early working with Elijah and the others to figure out how to explain it or he would just get frustrated and then his power leaks all over me and that’s not fun being so young.” I studied Aidan and sighed. “I have someone I used to make my own setup. It’s like a collaboration project to integrate both sides.”
“But you know who,” he muttered.
“Yeah, but I don’t give out my contacts, not ever. For one, you saw how well that worked out with Gino and then people know I use them, which is dangerous. They’ll know an in to try and get through my security.”
“Which is why so many just kill security specialists when the job is done,” Gavin muttered.
I gestured to the phone like yeah, see, great idea. “Well, I can see why no one was willing to do more for you than the cookie cutter basic nothing you get with an internet provider.” The disdain in my tone was pretty thick. Asshole.
Who honestly acted like that? Oh, thanks, you did a great job for us and instead of paying you, I’m going to slit your throat so you can’t betray me or let anyone else in.
“I wonder how many great security people are lost that way and then the right people aren’t protected or you know, Russia hacks a US election and now a fucking moron runs the country.” I sighed. “I know the right systems, and electronics guys should know how to get it in just like anything else in a house. I know the programs. I’ll do yours, but again, so far people haven’t been behaving.”
“And you don’t want to help them keep safe if they’re hurting others,” Aidan added.
“Yeah, it’s a valid concern.” I blew out a harsh breath. “There wasn’t a lot of concern for those kidnapped, scarred, raped, and brutalized demons, Aidan. You know, demons like me? It’s really hard to get friendly with that team. That could have easily been me if I didn’t find help first.”
“I know, and I’m sorry for them, but I’m also so glad they didn’t get you,” he whispered, real emotion in his voice as he ran his hands up my sides. “I won’t ever let someone hurt you like that. I would slaughter them all if they tried.”
“Fine, I’ll secure your apartment,” I grumbled, rubbing my eyes. It was hard to talk about what had happened to those demons.
“I didn’t say it because of that.”
“I know, but I will.” I lifted my head and kissed him.
“Gavin, I think that’s at least a starting point for ideas and making progress on securing everything. I agree with her though that I don’t want to be party to helping secure monsters. Vampires we are, monsters we aren’t even with the darkness we carry.”
“Agreed. I’ll leave you to your fun. Tomorrow we will be discussing the official notice we’ll be giving every coven that now is the time to hand over any demons they might be ‘housing’ and they better hand them over because if they kill them to hide the evidence, we will slaughter the leadership of the coven, so they better have their people under control.”
I covered my mouth to keep in the sob of relief they would really do that, giving Aidan a watery look.
“Let me know if I can help in any way. I know Elijah will be putting together some of the other evidence to hand over the deeper they go.”
“Good. Thank you both.”
“Night,” he said, giving me an evil smirk as he showed me that he hit the button to bring up the dial pad instead of hanging up the phone. Heat filled his eyes when I nodded. “Now, I believe I was tending to my lover. What is she in the mood for?”
“Food.” I burst out laughing when he snickered. He flipped me over and slapped my ass hard. “Oh, well, apparently you’re in the mood for some of that.” I pushed my ass up and offered it to him. “You gonna punish your naughty nerd for not doing everything you wanted?”
“Well, just for me, I get your concerns for them,” he admitted even as he spanked me several times. “I’m going to fuck your tight little ass again, darling. Any objections?”
“My pussy may feel neglected if you don’t fuck it first.”
“Too right. Fine, then I’ll feed you something else nummy.”
He screwed me hard and fast, and I begged for more, knowing that was what he wanted and not just for the call. Then again, Gavin could have hung up.
Yeah right.
“Did you not hang up?” I panted when we were done, glancing over to the phone. “Perv.”
“I could give a shit if he hears or we broadcast it on the radio,” he growled as he dragged me to the edge of the bed. “Spread the sexy legs wide for me again. I want my seed leaking back out both your holes, as you’re mine now.”
“Fine, if it’s enough to make me really scream, I’ll let you take a picture like that, but only after I make sure your phone is secure.”
“Deal,” he groaned. He slammed in me, holding me up and off the bed so I was at the right height for him to stand. It was so fucking hot I was dying when he moved my hand to my clit to tease it for him to see.
When we finished that time I was very, very done though.
“I ache everywhere,” I chuckled with a moan. “And I’m all dirty.”
“Wait, I want my picture,” he panted, gently pulling out of me and then reaching for his phone. “Gavin, did you really listen this whole time?”
“Several of us did,” he chuckled, and I rolled my eyes. “Tend to your ‘naughty nerd,’ and we’ll be in touch soon.”
“Night,” Aidan muttered and hung up, shaking his head. “Even I would have hung up unless it was you and Dylan and we’d already been intimate. It’s just pervy otherwise.”
And then the perv I agreed to go out with took a picture of his seed leaking out of me.
Uh-huh.
20
It took us a week to clean up everything in LA. We got everyone involved—both from the coven and members of the club. We cleared the ones not involved or were in the know but were stuck and left them to figure out what came next on their own. The accounts were cleared out, the coven house and estates cleaned out for reparations for the victims, and we weren’t apologizing we left a mess.
They’d started this mess, and we simply handled what we needed to.
They could handle putting their lives back together like the victims had to. And from what Kiera and Natalia told me, they were doing pretty damn good. They brought in a trauma counselor to stay at the safe house in Spain to help, and it’s hopeful. I was glad to hear that.
I was really glad not to be involved, as it wasn’t something I could handle. I knew my limits.
But I could handle the hack on the vampire council and did, closing it up and leaving my backdoor. Mason moved on constructing their new protection while I went after those who had been spying and retrieving all the information by hacking them. So the French had done the hack, but they shared the information with the Brits, Spain, and the US.
Which made it a huge fucking job, especially when hacking US intelligence while on US soil was always a risk.
Which was why I did that part from my apartment and system there.
When it was done, it was like surfacing from water that I’d been under for way too long. I loved my computer work, but night and day doing the tedious stuff and not even for us but assholes I wanted to beat up for their feelings about demons was not fun.
So my mood was also pretty shitty.
And Elijah had a present for me to fix that. He’d had Kyle call him when I was done, waiting for me after I showered and came for food. I knew it was good from his mood, but Elijah was hard to read and sometimes his idea of good wasn’t mine.
But this was. I smiled evilly as I read what the papers were.
“This makes me so ridiculously happy,” I sighed as I reread some of the highlights. “I didn’t think you’d take it nearly this far.”
“Yeah, we’d take it that far,” Elijah grumbled as he cupped my cheek. “We’ll always protect you, child. It actually worked out, as there was something they wanted as well.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Several hours later and a few portal trips, I was riding in an SUV with Elijah and some others as Jasmine Stewart. We pulled into the prison and went through all the hoops. While most of the guards and people were professional, I could feel their desire to know more or dying to ask questions, as it was a situation they hadn’t seen before.
“The state department informed me already,” the warden greeted us.
We thanked him and followed him to reach the cell where the guards were ready with the prisoner. I couldn’t even help the smile on my face when he didn’t recognize me. Idiot.
“Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I want to talk to my attorney and now,” the guy snapped.
“A local public defender won’t help you with extradition,” I about purred. “It’s funny you don’t seem to know who I am, but yet you lied about being able to put up money you don’t have if someone recorded me being humiliated or killed.”
His eyes flashed shock, but then he went pale as he glanced around. “It wasn’t me. I didn’t do any of that.”
“What you didn’t do was your homework,” I taunted.
“She’s a German national,” Elijah filled in. “You put a hit out on a beloved German citizen because you laid the blame at her feet of what a huge German company did and is a huge part of Germany’s economy. The shot was fired, so that’s conspiracy to commit murder, rape, and more along with attempted murder by transfer of intent.”
“The United States government agreed that was very, very naughty of you and you should be turned over to the German government to be fully prosecuted in our courts, as that trumps the crimes you’ve been convicted of here.” I smiled brightly at him. “Don’t worry, once you’re done serving your time in Germany, you’ll come back here and finish this sentence as well.”
“I will kill you, you fucking bitch,” he snarled, lunging at me, the guards easily catching him before he got anywhere.
I gave a condescending chuckling. “We’re standing here because clearly you can’t handle something like that. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll see your friends in German prison who were in the plan with you. We have all the evidence from the idiot club owner in LA. He’ll be joining you if he survives ISLE, as he lied about a few things and was harassing some supes at our club there.”
“This can’t be legal,” he argued as the US Marshalls who we’d met up with to collect our prisoners locked him in shackles. We had German agents with us as well, but they wouldn’t take over until we were in Germany. The US Marshalls were in charge for the hopping around to airports and the flight or something like that. I didn’t get into all the details completely.
I just knew I had to stay on the trip instead of using portals now that we had caught up to them.
“It’s completely legal and all signed off on,” one of the Marshalls told him. “And it was a good trade for the US, so just save your breath and behave before you get in more trouble because you’re stupid.”
“I love a man who’s so wise,” I praised him, smiling when he nodded at me as if this all amused him as well.
“There’s no way you’re German,” the guy tried again as we headed out.
I glanced at him over my shoulde
r. “I speak German fluently, and I am a German citizen. I spent a lot of time in English speaking countries. Not every German has the thick German accents that movies and TV play up.”
“This still can’t be legal. I have rights as a citizen.”
“You do, but your government agreed to hand you over to be prosecuted in our courts,” Elijah told him. “It’s not a hard concept.”
“I didn’t pay attention who the trades were for,” I admitted as we waited to be let out of the cell block.
“A few US spies,” Elijah said quietly. “They wanted a few more, but one was a no go, and the other murdered three German citizens in the process of his espionage, and they weren’t targets but people he wanted to assume the identity of to get better access.”
“Asshole,” I seethed. “There’s never a need to kill innocents to spy or go undercover or you’re just not good at your fucking job.”
“And you would know that?” one of the Marshalls asked, his tone frosty. Right, the spies were their people.
“I would,” I answered firmly, meeting his judgmental gaze. “You should read up what we did to this guy that pissed him off at our company and me so badly. I wasn’t on that case, but I have been on others before I got to the point of having a whole department and team.”
“Your whore gave the police everything she stole from me before you forced me to sell,” the guy seethed. “I wouldn’t go bragging that’s how you do business.”
I chuckled as we reached the exit and they took him out first. “Yes, how horrible of us. We gave the police evidence of the list of your crimes that landed you in federal prison with several three letter agencies pissed at you. Oh, and while we were there we handed over a lot of other evidence to help people and that community and stumbled on a murder. We have such horrible business practices.”
“You did?” the Marshall asked, sounding doubtful.
“I didn’t, but the spy we sent in did,” I promised. “The Charleston Police were very happy with us and our help. We didn’t know we would trip into all of that, but yes, I have experience and hurting innocents is never allowed when spying.”
