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Reaching beneath me, Scythe pushes at the plug causing the sensations to skyrocket. Waves of release wash over me. He picks up speed, plowing inside me like he is a man on a mission.Several thrusts later, he growls my name, his cock spurting inside me.
Scythe drops over me, his forearms holding him up as he presses his forehead against mine. “Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, Freckles.”
“Why do you call me that?” I blurt out before thinking.
“Because I like the freckles that line your cheeks and over your nose,” he answers, lifting enough for me to see he means it. “I also like the ones on your ass too.”
“I don’t have freckles on my ass.” I scoff.
“Oh yeah, you do, baby. I’ve seen them.” He grins and grinds inside me, drawing a moan past my lips.Slowly he slides out of my pussy and leans back on his haunches. “Turn over and put your ass in the air.”
“Why?” I question, unsure of what he’s going to do.
“Because I’m nowhere near done with you, Josephine, and I’m about to play with your ass, then I’m fuckin’ it.”
Oh my God.
My body reacts to his words as they sink in, and I slowly do what he tells me, not knowing what I’m getting into, but I’ve got a feeling I’ll enjoy every minute of it.
CHAPTER20
SCYTHE
“We’ve got everything under control on our end,” Reaper states, speaking directly to Dusan. “The shipment of cars will be ready to go at the end of the month.”
“I had no doubt it wouldn’t be.” Dusan nods.
Standing off to the side, I try to stay focused on the meet, but my mind keeps drifting off to thoughts of my woman. It’s been a few days since I took her to the cabin, and things have been less tense with her. She even confided in me that she’s starting to get bits and pieces of her memory back. This is good. Damn good, but it also means I’m going to have to tell her about the bullshit that happened while she was on the phone with me.
Josephine deserves the truth and I’ll give it to her, but I’ve got to know she trusts me.
“Have you heard anything else about the other problems you all have?” Dusan asks, gaining my full attention.
Reaper looks to me, then back to Dusan. “It’s been quiet for now,” he answers.
Dusan grimaces. “I figured as much. My people have not been able to find a trace of them either. From what I gather, they’ve gone to ground.”
I get his reasons for looking into the Scarlet Needles, another organization similar had taken his sister for her genetics. The whole medical black market bullshit pisses me off, and I don’t blame him for wanting in on the action.
“If they’ve gone to ground, that can’t be good. They’re planning something,” Angel grumbles, letting out a harsh breath.
“With those we know are connected to the whole operation, they could be up to anything,” Daemon remarks, grinding his teeth together.
“I agree,” Dusan says, shoving his hands in the front pockets of his slacks.
“For now, all we can do is be on guard.” Reaper lets out a heavy frustrated breath and shakes his head. “We’ve got enough to deal with right now as it is.”
I eye him and grunt. “I’ll find the fucker.”
“I’d heard something about one of your girls from the Pub being raped,” Dusan remarks.
“Bastard’s gonna die painfully when I get my hands on him,” Beast snarls.
“Patience, brother,” Reaper states sternly.
Since the attack on Bristol, she was released from the hospital, and she has been staying at Reaper and Ivy’s place. Ivy and the girls wanted her here with them, but Bristol refused though she agreed to stay at Prez’s place at his insistence. This wasn’t an issue since the kids were getting older. They’d been staying at the house more than at the clubhouse. However, Reaper put a trail in that runs straight from his place to the clubhouse through the woods. He wanted a straight shot keeping his woman close when she wasn’t near him and was at the house.
The rest of the meeting goes quickly, and Dusan heads out, leaving us to do whatever else the man does. Dusan is one of the most respected shady men I know. He’s a billionaire who makes money not only in real estate but also in the car market. By this, I mean selling the cars that are boosted and revamped. I don’t know how he keeps his name out of it, but regardless, the man is in the papers more often than not with some heiress or another.
