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Beast pressed his lips to Marcus’s ear. “That’s him.”
Was Marcus supposed to think right now? His brain was all foggy from Beast molesting his mouth. But he had enough wits about him to watch as Nelo headed out the back exit.
“Let’s go.” Beast took Marcus’s hand, and they hurried through the club, racing out of the front exit. The air felt cooler outside as they made their way to the car.
In no time they were following a black Mercedes. As Beast drove, Marcus took a few deep breaths, trying to get his body back under control. That had been the hottest dancing Marcus had ever engaged in, and he wanted more.
As they followed Nelo’s car, Marcus thought about the way Beast had looked on the dance floor. For a moment, he’d forgotten about all the danger and the mission. He’d just been lost in Beast’s powerful, magnetic presence.
“Are you a good driver?”
Beast frowned. “Why?”
“Can you multitask?”
“Yeah.”
Marcus reached over and undid Beast’s jeans. His mate glanced at him before cutting his eyes back to the road. Marcus dipped his hand between Beast’s stomach and clothing, curling his fingers around the man’s impressive cock. He pulled at his mate’s jeans, and Beast lifted his hips, the car speeding up just a little before Beast eased off the gas pedal.
Now that Beast’s jeans and underwear were resting at his thighs, Marcus took the head of Beast’s cock into his mouth. He felt the hard length twitching between his lips and smiled, teasing the sensitive tip with his tongue as he hummed around Beast’s cock. His mate’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as Marcus worked his mouth up and down, and before long, Beast was moaning softly.
Beast tensed, and the car swerved a bit before he corrected the wheel.
Marcus pulled his mouth off of Beast’s cock. “I thought you said you could multitask.”
“That’s before I knew you were going to give me road head.”
“Don’t crash.” Marcus sucked Beast’s cock back between his lips, taking as much as he could while using the flat of his tongue to taste his length.
“Fuck,” Beast muttered. “You’re just full of surprises.”
Beast kept his focus on the road for the most part, though there were a few times when Marcus felt the car swerve. When Marcus began to stroke his mate, Beast pulled over onto the side of the road, the car coming to a sudden stop as Beast shuddered and called out Marcus’s name.
After a moment of post-orgasmic bliss, Beast pulled his pants back into place and they got back on the road. Beast was driving a bit more cautiously now, a permanent smirk on his face. This was definitely something they would have to do again—but not while they were tailing someone.
“Did you lose him?”
“No.” Beast’s voice was rough, so he cleared his throat. “I still see him. He was caught behind a few cars at a light.”
Marcus settled back in his seat, smiling. “Now I’m ready for our stakeout.”
Which was uneventful after Marcus got his mate off. Nelo was inside a house, where he stayed for the rest of the night.
* * * *
Logan looked at the picture Poncho had taken. “Are you sure this is the guy who forced you to follow Beast?”
“Scary son of a bitch, right?” Poncho asked. “What’s this all about?”
“It’s about something you want no part of,” Logan said. “Trust me when I tell you to stay out of this.”
“Like I had a choice getting involved,” Poncho replied. “I never wanted to be in this to begin with.”
Instead of sending the picture to his phone—because Logan didn’t want Poncho to have his phone number—he took a picture of the still image then erased the one from Poncho’s phone.
“I want you to delete the footage of that night.” Logan leaned in, narrowing his eyes. “If I hear of it again, I’m going to make you wish you were never born.”
“Consider it erased.” Poncho swallowed.
