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I shot him a grateful smile and replied, “Thank you, but it’s not necessary. I’ll fund it if we ever get to that point. But before we get there, I need to know what Dad knows.”
Sixteen
Zali
E
zra moved into the room and sat on the coffee table before me, taking my hands into his. “Zali, I’m 100 percent certain that your dad would have pushed for the investigation to continue if he had any inkling of threats being made.”
“How do you know about them?” I asked, my voice devoid of any emotion. It was as if I’d been disconnected from my own body and shrouded in numbness.
“Tristan found them. When he—”
“No,” Tristan warned.
Ezra huffed. “No, nothing. They need to know.”
“We need to know what?” Flynn volleyed back.
“When Tristan received a death threat himself, he started looking into who it might have been. The investors of ReimagINC were ruled out pretty quickly. Why would you threaten someone for uncovering the truth around your lost money? Staff didn’t have all that much in entitlements unpaid, so we ruled them out—”
“And you’re wanting to interview them? Are you nuts?” I exploded. “You give this to me, and I investigate.”
“With what, Zali? It was a piece of paper delivered to my front door.”
“In your secure building that has cameras and a fob key entrance. I’ll find something.” I got up and paced the room. I was vibrating with righteous indignation. How dare someone try to hurt my man. Anger stole through me, and I gritted my teeth, ready to gut anyone who would even think about hurting him. I’d use a rusty knife.
Pointing at Tristan, I ordered, “You’re off this project. Until I can find out who issued that threat, you’re not looking at another thing to do with my mother or ReimagINC.”
Tristan laughed—flat out chuckled—and shook his head, coming to stand before me. He gripped my arms firmly and gazed at me, his eyes full of something unspoken. Something deep and filled with emotion. “You don’t need to protect me from that, Zali.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. I know the sort of people who issue death threats, and I promise you, you can’t handle them,” I growled, shaking out of his grip.
He let me go but stepped closer until I was looking up at him—Tristan was still in shoes while I wore only a pair of loose socks and an oversized jumper. He cupped my face with both hands and leaned down to kiss me reverently, his tongue sweeping into my mouth and short-circuiting every one of my brain cells. “This isn’t your responsibility,” he breathed against my lips.
“I’m making it my responsibility. I can’t risk you, Tristan. I love you too much to see you get hurt.”
He slid his hands down my body and up under my jumper to my bare arse, squeezing it tight. “I fucking love it when you get all growly and say you love me,” he rumbled.
He lifted me, and I carded my fingers in his hair and wrapped my legs around him, holding him to me as he crashed his lips to mine. This time his tongue owned my mouth, invading every one of my senses until I was panting. “I love you too,” he breathed against my throat as he nipped and licked me.
I moaned, wanting him inside me again. I was desperate, needing to banish the fear from my mind while pushing away the memories of how paralyzing the grief was when you lost someone you loved.
Like a mind reader, Tristan slid his fingers along my entrance, spreading the juices leaking from my cunt. “Want to fuck you right here against the wall.”
“Do it,” I breathed. “I want all of them to watch you. Claim me.”
He set me down, and I sobbed out a protest.
“Strip. Let them see how gorgeous you are.”
I did, letting the warm sweater fall to the floor before tugging off my socks. I stood before him completely naked. Tristan eyed me like a snack he wanted to devour, and my cunt clenched in anticipation.
He pushed me up against the wall and fell to his knees, hooking my leg over his shoulder. I whimpered when he blew warm air on my lips and sneaked his tongue out to lick me. He hummed as he connected with my clit, tasting me and sending a delicious vibration through my body. I arched my back, threading my fingers into his hair as my empty cunt clenched and begged to be filled.
“Mmm, you want me inside you, don’t you, love? I can feel how tight you are.”
“Yes,” I pleaded, the others’ eyes on me ramping up my desire. Standing there naked with a group of them who could all pin me down and fuck me until I was completely boneless—like they’d already been doing for the last day—drove me higher.
