Page 76 of Ruined By a Devil

“You’re getting heavier,” she murmurs against my chest, her voice thick with sleep.

“Shut up,” I say, pressing a rough kiss into her dark hair.

“Oh,” Jade reaches down between us in the place where the tip of my cock is still resting inside of her. “Your cum is leaking from me.” Before I can say anything, she uses one finger to wipe it and then push it back inside.

My cock twitches as I watch her carefully push my mark on her back inside, feeling ready for the second round. “You’re really pushing it.”

“I think I told you I like watching you lose control,” he grins.

I grip her hip, shifting her weight so I’m buried deep in her again before she can even blink. She bites her lip, completely pleased to have gotten a reaction out of me.

Before I even set a pace, my phone hums hard against the wood of the nightstand. “Fuck!”

Jade tilts her chin up, her dark eyes tracking the phone before shifting to my face. “Answer it.”

I pull my dick out of her and place one last kiss on her lips before I reach across the sheets, grab the device, and check the screen. It’s a text from Zeke.

Found the second driver. Riverfront motel off the old highway. Room twelve.

I instantly start typing back.

Keep him breathing. I'm on my way.

I toss the phone back onto the table and turn back to face Jade who is already watching me, her eyes narrowing slightly as she reads my expression.

“Zeke,” I say, sitting up against the headboard and pulling the sheet over my hips. “They found the second bastard who blocked your car on the wedding day. He’s at the Riverfront motel.”

Jade sits up instantly, the duvet falling away from her shoulders, her dark hair tumbling over her chest. She doesn’t even hesitate. “Is he alive?”

“Yes,” I respond. “But not for long… Get dressed. You’re coming with me.”

“Now?” She looks down at herself, studying the mess that we’ve both made.

“I’m not leaving you without protection while that son of a bitch is still moving against us,” My jaw tightens, remembering how beat up she was when I pulled her out of that car.

“I know,” she sighs, starting to collect her clothes from the floor without getting off the bed.

“There are a few things to keep in mind,” I tell her, my voice low. “A riverfront motel is an open target. Nolan’s men are running scared, which makes them reckless. While I am not leaving you unprotected at the house, I’m also not taking you into a shootout.”

“I can stay in the car,” she says. “With the gun you gave me.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” I stare at her.

She survived an assassination attempt on her wedding day, stared down her father in his own office, and walked through every fire I put in front of her. Leaving her locked in a house while I chase a lead feels like turning my back on an open window.

“You stay in the vehicle, the doors stay locked, and you keep your hand on the gun the entire time.”

Jade nods, no place for doubt in her voice as she speaks. “Deal.”

Jade

The AC in the black BMW is blowing cold air, but I can still smell the stagnant stench of the river coming through the vents. Malachi’s Mercedes is in the shop so he’s forced to drive his second favorite car, a BMW iX3 40. Personally, I prefer this one over the flashy Mercedes, but it’s just another thing we don’t necessarily agree on.

“Come on…” I look through the window towards the motel. “What’s taking so long?”

I’m sitting in the passenger seat, my finger resting on the cold metal frame of the gun he gave, just as I promised Malachi I would. He, Ezekiel, and Levi went into Room Twelve of the motel three minutes ago and everything is dead quiet, which is scaring the shit out of me.

Maybe the guy escaped before they got here?