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“I know you’d like it if I told you to get on your knees and suck my cock right now.”

I start to swell just from the thought.

Her cheeks flush as she feels it, my cock pushing up against the soft heat of her core. And I’m not wrong. She licks her lips, her gorgeous eyes lighting up with all those feelings we’ve just been talking about. Then that tight little body of hers starts to undulate over my dick, and she slowly moves herself off my lap to sink down between my legs, her eyes full of filthy promises as she holds my gaze.

“Maybe you do know what I like,” she says, stroking me through my jeans and then reaching for my fly.

She pops the button… and my fucking phone rings, the shrill tone freezing us both in place.

My heart wants to shut out the fucking world for this woman, and that greedy little mouth of hers is definitely worth letting the world burn. But I can’t. Not right now. Too much is on the line, and McKenna’s not going to just sit on that money. He’s going to do as much damage as he can with it, and most of the tension I walked in the door with today is from waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The shrill ringtone sounds again, and Riley gives me a subtle nod, and the fact that she understands exactly what’s at stake here and everything I need to do just makes me fall for her even harder.

I cover her hand with mine, keeping it on top of my dick in the hope that we can pick this up where we left off and the call will turn out to be nothing, then I answer my phone.

It’s one of our informants, and I immediately go tense as I listen to him speak.

Fuck. It’s started.

That second shoe didn’t just drop; McKenna fucking drop kicked it straight into our teeth.

17

RILEY

I feelthe change in Maddoc immediately, and all the sexy, fun energy we had going between us drains from the room as his face hardens into stone.

He says a few terse words to the caller, and the whole conversation is over almost before it begins.

“What happened?” I ask when he ends the call.

He makes eye contact with me, and it’s like the whole world slows to a stop for one single, quiet second.

Whatever it is, it’s bad.

Then everything happens all at once. Maddoc surges to his feet with a grunt, hauling me up with him as the sound of Dante and Logan’s heavy footsteps thunder down the stairs.

“There’s an attack on Reaper territory,” Maddoc finally tells me as his seconds burst into the room. He shoves his phone back into his pocket and buttons his jeans, his straining erection all but forgotten as he turns grim eyes onto the others.

“Isaac called,” Logan says without preamble. “We’re going to lose six months’ worth of product if the warehouse goes.”

Adrenaline surges through my veins. Even without really understanding the details of how the Reapers operate, losing six months’ worth of anything sounds a lot like the kind of hit that would cripple a smaller organization.

Dante straps on a holster as he catches my eye. “One of our warehouses is under attack,” he explains while Logan tosses Maddoc a bulletproof vest and then brings a second one to me. “They’re trying to burn the place down, but it’s not just product. They’re also keeping our people trapped inside.”

“West Point?” I ask, my heart pounding as Logan secures the vest on me

“Has to be,” Maddoc says grimly, already heading toward the door. “And we need to get down there right the fuck now. McKenna obviously knows it’s one of our main storage depots. I upped the protection detail on it this morning, which is how they caught on before all the exits were blocked.”

“From what Isaac reported, the extra men aren’t gonna be enough to hold this shit off for long, Madd,” Dante says as he arms himself with additional weapons, making them disappear into his clothing like they’re a part of him. “This is a full assault.”

A muscle tics in Maddoc’s jaw. “I know. So fuckingmove.”

I hurry out to the SUV with them, my stomach in a knot but a small, secret ball of warmth underneath it all about the fact that none of them questioned my involvement this time. None of them tried to stop me, or acted like I was weak or had to be tucked away and protected.

The vest Logan zipped me into doesn’t count. If anything, it makes me feel even more like I’m a part of them.

This time, Maddoc gets behind the wheel and Dante takes the passenger seat as Logan pulls me into the back with him. He turns to me once we’re on the road and presses something cold and heavy into my hand.

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