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Stanley’s eyes are nervously flicking back and forth between me and Blaze. When Blaze jumps from the table, his face pales. Blaze grabs his arm, slams his hand down on the table, and lays the knife against his fingers. “Which one did you think about touching Jaxon with? This one?” Blaze puts pressure on the knife, making blood well on the surface. “Or this one?”
“I never would have touched him without your permission!”
“That’s a lie,” Blaze replies. “Didn’t you corner Mark’s sub one night? What about touching Sloane during a demonstration?”
“But this time, you asked about mylitso kukly.And I’m a man of my word.” I nod at Blaze that it’s time to go. “Expect a less public meeting, Mr. Stanley. This was just a warning.”
Blaze sheaths his knife, and when we get back to the lobby, two police officers are walking in, their eyes going right to us. We pay them no mind and slide into the limo.
“That wasn’t a coincidence,” I comment.
“Maybe the secretary called?”
Dalton pulls away from the curb into traffic and hits the highway to take us to our next stop. “We have a tail,” Dalton says ten minutes in. “Been following us since Stanley Corp.” I glance out of the back glass, and there’s a nondescript black sedan staying two car lengths back. “What would you like me to do, Sir?”
“Keep driving,” I reply and look at Blaze. “They’re either getting more stupid or more brave.”
“We’re going to meet Lieutenant Michaels. Are we leading them there?”
“No.”
“Is he involved?” Blaze whispers and nods toward Dalton.
I shake my head. Dalton has been as loyal to me as Blaze. “Take us back to the house,” I instruct Dalton. “I’ll reschedule with Michaels.”
“Yes, Sir.”
When I get my hands on the traitor, they’re going to wish they never opened their mouth. No one betrays me and gets away with it.
* * *
Jaxon and I are lying on the couch watching TV with me spooned behind him. I pull him closer, something that’s just natural to me. I need him close to me at all times, and the way he snuggles deeper into my arms shows me he feels the same way. Blaze and Elijah are on the other couch, with Elijah lying across Blaze’s chest. It feels so damn normal that I take a second to appreciate it. Blaze and I put off the meeting with Michaels until tonight, so we would hopefully lose our tail.
Jaxon wiggles his ass against me, and I clamp a hand on his hip to stop him. “What are you doing,Litso kukly?”
“Getting comfortable,” he lies. I can hear the smile in his voice. I run my hand up his chest, grip his chin, and turn him to face me.
“Is that all?” He wiggles his ass again with a grin. I raise a brow. “What do you want?”
“I told you. I’m just trying to get comfortable.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
He chuckles. “I’m not lying.”
I grip his chin harder, making his lips pucker. “What. Do. You. Want?”
“You,” he breathes. “I want you all the time.”
“Khoroshiy mal’chik.Is your cock hard for me?” I whisper. I can feel Elijah and Blaze’s eyes on us. It just ramps up my desire even higher. “You want Daddy to turn you into his cock slut?” Jaxon whimpers softly at my words. “You do, don’t you?” His teeth sink into his bottom lip, and he nods. “Present.” Jaxon slides from the couch and straight to his knees. I see Blaze sit up with Elijah, already sensing the shift. I run my fingers through his curly hair. “I think you want something else.”
“What’s that, Daddy?”
I scoot to the edge of the couch so he’s between my thighs and lean down beside his ear. “I see the way you look at Elijah. I think it’s time you find out what you’re missing.” Jaxon looks up at me in surprise, but his pupils are blown, showing me he likes that idea. “Do you want that,Litso kukly?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Jaxon rasps.
“Go present to Blaze and ask his permission.”
