Page 58 of Fear the Reapers


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“I want you to look at me while he fucks you,” Hunter commanded. “I want to watch you fall apart.”

As if spurred on by those words, Dimitri’s thrusts went deeper with each movement. It felt like I was being pounded into the desk. Whatever pain I should have felt was forgotten in the surge of pleasure I felt when he hit all the right places.

He took me quick and hard.

It wasn’t long before we both tumbled over the edge and into the abyss, the sound of our moans filling the air. My eyes never left Hunter’s as I teetered on the cliff, then fell over the edge into impossible pleasure. This wasn’t like me, especially not in the office, which was why it was so damned hot.

Our breaths were ragged as we rushed around the office, eliminating every trace of our tryst. We had just enough time to straighten our appearance before Gunner and Archer showed up at the office door, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the hallway. It was clear neither Hunter nor Dimitri were finished with me yet, and the timing couldn't have been more perfect. We moved the party to the more spacious confines of my room upstairs.

* * *

Later that evening,Brax surprised me by asking me out for supper, alone. We’d gone out for meals together, but I’d never considered them anything more than they were. A meal. So when he pulled up in front of Alberto’s, the same Italian restaurant that Dimitri had taken us on our date, I was taken aback.

“What made you want to go here?” I asked.

“Dimitri said it was your favourite.”

“He did, did he?”

“Among other things,” he said. Before I could respond, he was out of the truck and around to the passenger side. Once there, he opened the door and held out his hand.

“You’re going all out tonight.” I placed my hand in his and he helped me out of the truck. As soon as my feet touched the ground, he wrapped his arm around my waist and led me away, shutting the door behind me.

The warmth of his arm seeped through my clothing as he guided me up to the hostess stand. He gave her his name for the reservation and within moments we were seated in a corner booth. I couldn’t help the elation that zinged through me as I realized he meant for both of us to be seated next to each other, able to see the entry at all times.

Just the fact that he knew my preference just proved he’d been paying attention. Either that or he had enough wherewithal to ask the question. We ordered and our conversation made the wait for the food bearable. After our meal was finished, Brax announced, “I’m thinking of renting out my house so I move into the clubhouse.”

“You’re thinking of doingwhat?” I gasped, drawing the attention of the neighbouring tables.

He was moving into the clubhouse?

“I talked to your brother, and he agreed to let me join the club, but part of the agreement is that I move in.”

It seemed that my eldest brother had taken it upon himself to make plans without my consent or knowledge. Not that I was upset about the idea of having everyone in one place.

“There’s no reason for you to move in,” I replied. “I’ll talk to him.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Why not?”

“Since you came back, I’ve been thinking of a way to be with you every day. I knew you wouldn’t want to move in with me because everyone else is here, so this solves my problem.”

“You were going to ask me to move in with you?”

“How else would I get to see you as much as I want?”

“What about your job?”

“I’d quit the force right now if that was best, but it isn’t. Your brother and I agreed I need to keep my job.”

We still hadn’t figured out who the mole was, so the best course of action would be for him to stay there until we did. I just didn’t know how everyone else was going to take it. It was like moving a fox into the hen house. Not exactly a good idea, even if my heart raced with the thought of him being just down the hall from me.

“If you’re sure this is what you want?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“It won’t be easy.”

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