Chapter 10
Ten
MADDOX
Tiny and Mack headed out after giving Darcie a hug and a reassuring squeeze. Tank had left earlier, leaving the seven of us to discuss the next steps. Mack had disclosed a rumor circling about something big coming. No one had any other information, leaving me to believe the rumor was started to create more discourse than actually be true.
It was something my father would do, something I had no doubt believing Stanley Driscoll would do as well.
At the thought of my father, I took out my phone and sent a message to a guard I trusted. I needed to know he was still behind bars and that Becca was safe. It took a few minutes, but he messaged back, and my heart skipped a beat.
Maddox: Has the Destroyer arrived?
McDaniels: Affirmative.
McDaniels: There’s word of him making a play for you.
McDaniels: Watch your back, Man.
I thanked him and double-checked the VPN, ensuring my location was hidden before I sent my next message.
Maddox: How is she?
Nothing came through, and I swallowed the panic wanting to rise. There was no way Destroyer knew where Becca was. I’d hidden her well. I’d used…
FUCK.
“Princess!”
Darcie’s head whipped around; her eyes wide as she took in my panicked state. She climbed out of Bubba’s arms and rushed over to me.
“What is it?”
“Text your dad and ask him when the MCD program was infiltrated.”
She nodded, taking out a burner and sending a message to the number Hank had left. It buzzed back instantly, and her brow creased. I knew I wouldn’t like the answer before she even said it.
“A year and a half ago.”
“Fuck.” I stood, gripping the ends of my hair as I paced back and forth. Did this mean she’d never been safe? Did their influence reach across the whole network? I spun around. “Ask if that includes the server.”
Darcie nodded and sent the message. I had to look crazed, but I didn’t care. I kept my gaze on her, worried I’d break into a million pieces if I looked away. It was only the woman in front of me who kept me together.
“As far as he knows, no one knows of its existence since only the highest in the program gained access.” She glanced up, her eyes searching mine. My entire body deflated like a balloon and I crashed onto the edge of the bed, nearly missing it. The tight fist wrapped around my lungs and my heart loosened, and I breathed in a lungful of air.
She was safe. She was safe.
Warm hands pressed into my cheeks and lifted my face upward. “Maddox?”
“Becca,” I wheezed. “I thought…” I shook my head. I didn’t have to say the rest for her to know.
“We’ll transfer all the important records to a secondary location and delete the history just to be sure.”
I nodded, expelling another breath. “Yeah. Good. Okay.”
Darcie’s hands traced my jaw, soothing me more as she erased the panic. Once I felt grounded, I clasped her hands and kissed her palms. It was then I realized she’d climbed into my lap. Her breasts were on display in a sexy corset, and my dick instantly took notice.
“Hot damn, Princess. You’ve been wearing this the whole time?”
She giggled, filling me with lightness. How I could go from fearing for my sister to wanting to ravage Darcie in under a minute was pure magic.
“Before your dick breaks through your jeans, we need to discuss what we’re going to do,” Bubba said, breaking my lust haze.
Groaning, I rested my forehead against Darcie’s and squeezed her around the waist. The minx rocked herself against my erection before hopping off my lap. She winked and moved over to Grayson, who eagerly swooped her into his arms.
Bubba’s jaw twitched. If I had to guess, it was from wanting to give in, not out of jealousy. The man pretended to care, but it was clear as day he didn’t—at least not with us—his brothers.
Hearing him call me that the other day had been shocking, but I wouldn’t deny it had felt good. I’d thought I had it with the Mavericks, that feeling of belonging, but it had never felt like it does with these men.
I’d had Hank, a father figure I respected and needed, but I never had brothers. These men were willing to go alongside battle, fight for justice, and love the same woman with me.
“What’s there to discuss? We give the info to Agent Dickwad, do a sting, and then boom, we get to go home.”
“Do a sting?” Grayson chuckled.
Darcie lifted her shoulder. “Yeah. You know, whatever it’s called. We turn the tables, walk into the enemy’s lair and be like ‘boom, sucker!’ and then the feds rush in, and we ride off into the sunset.”
Brooks snorted, and I tried to cover my smile. God, she was so cute. Even Bubba stifled his laugh, coughing instead.
“As magnificent as that plan is, I think we need to evaluate if Agent Dickwad is actually on our side or part of Agonizer’s payroll.”
Darcie’s face fell. “Right. I forgot that part. Damn. Okay, so we need to figure out how deep the Diamonds are into Maverick business, gather all the Mavericks willing to go against Stanley, and then set up a meeting? How does one get a message to an evil drug lord? Dang it. I really am a little girl. I made this whole scene before my dad, but he was right.”
She’d started full of fire, but she’d crumpled inward by the end of her speech.
“Wrong. Your dad was wrong.” Bubba pushed off the dresser he’d been leaning against and marched over to her. His face was stern, and his body rigid as he took in the woman he loved before him. He kneeled before her, moving her legs off Grayson’s lap and unzipping her boots. Once he had her foot free, he massaged it before kissing the top of it and placing it on his bent knee. He did the same to the other before turning his wrist and showing his new tattoo.
“Not being familiar with this situation doesn’t mean you were wrong. You were so fucking right, baby. You won’t make the same mistakes as your dad.”
“How do you know?” she whispered.
“Because you’re the smartest person I know. You figured out how to survive independently and evaded an MC Pres for years. You tackle every obstacle placed in your path with ease and usually in impractical footwear.” He smiled, and Darcie lit up at his praise.
“I do love my shoes.”
“You were also right that you have your club behind you. You also have Tiny and Mack, and I reckon plenty more once you make your presence known. You’re impossible to ignore, baby. As much as I hate it, you draw people to you like a moth to a flame. It’s why Agonizer wanted you. He wanted to control you, steal your light, and snuff it out so he wouldn’t have any competition. He was threatened by you when you were a little girl. I can’t wait to see his face when he realizes the queen you’ve become.”
“You don’t always say a lot, but when you do…” She fanned her face and panted. “Damn, Waylon. If my panties hadn’t already been drenched, they would be ruined by your word porn.”
“Drenched?” Grayson asked, sucking on her neck.
“Word porn?” Brooks asked, tilting his head.
Bubba kept his stare locked on Darcie.
He gazed at the woman in his best friend’s lap with such admiration it almost felt like a violation of his privacy to witness it.
“About this plan,” she started. Her words came out in short gasps, and her breasts heaved with the effort.
“Forget the plan.”
He smashed his lips to hers, not caring she was sitting in Grayson’s lap. He pushed them onto the bed and crowded both of them. While Bubba made out with Darcie, Grayson worked on taking off her top. My dick leaked at the sight of her nipples, and I pushed my hand on it for some relief.
Brooks moved closer, his eyes hooded as he watched the show before us. Grayson had worked off Darcie’s jeans, leaving her bare before us. There was something about her being naked while the rest of us were clothed that made it hotter. Bubba finally broke their kiss, trailing his lips down her body and settling between her thighs while Grayson took care of her upper half. It was an unspoken agreement that this time was about Darcie and making her come apart as many times as we could.
It might not be healthy to avoid talking about her dad—hell, even I couldn’t reconcile the man I’d known with the broken one we met an hour ago—but none of us knew how to fix that tonight. So instead, we’d distract her with sex and fill her with endorphins, and hopefully, by morning, it would be clearer.
Grayson whispered into Darcie’s ear, her body writhing as Bubba took his fill. Brooks had settled in the chair, his gaze locked on to every move she made. I wasn’t sure what Grayson had in store, but I’d go along. Shockingly, it hadn’t been as weird as I’d imagined, all of us sharing her simultaneously. With the same skilled efficiency they exhibited together, they’d been able to apply it to Darcie. And somehow, I’d slotted right in, too.
Darcie moaned, her orgasm rocking her as she convulsed in Grayson’s arms. Before she stopped trembling, Bubba had her in his arms and speared on his cock in the same breath. He bounced her a few times in the air, her naked body a stark contrast to his black-clad clothed one. It was the best show in the whole world and it didn’t take long for either of them to find their release. Bubba held her tight for a few minutes, kissing her hard before letting her fall back into Grayson’s arms.
She sighed happily, contentment radiating off her as Grayson kissed her neck and massaged her body before flipping her onto her knees and spearing her from behind. She moaned loudly, the sound marking itself as the best sound ever in my mind. Her head was thrown back onto his shoulder as he pounded into her in hard thrusts. I watched with bated breath as her legs trembled, her body vibrating with need as he brought her to another orgasm.
Darcie fell forward, her hands grabbing onto the headboard for dear life as Grayson plowed into her. She turned her head, her blue eyes meeting mine and unraveling me. They beckoned me forward, and I came willingly.
Taking her face between my hands, I kissed her softly, a direct contradiction to how Grayson fucked her. Her fingers dug into me, begging me to give her more, but I held back, wanting to build up her next orgasm slowly. Grayson’s thrusts stuttered, and he moaned loud and deep as he came. The second he pulled out, Darcie climbed into my lap and frantically clawed at my pants to undo them.
Clutching her hands, I brought them behind her back. She whimpered, her eyes begging me to give.
“Please, Maddox.”
“Slow down, Princess.”
She pouted, but I didn’t break my hold on her hands. I wanted to make sure she was okay first. Her body was taut, goosebumps rising to the surface as I trailed my fingers over her. I rolled her nipples under my thumb, loving how hard they were. Darcie moaned at the contact, rocking her hips to get some friction.
“I need it, Madd. I’m so close,” she begged.
I ignored it, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking on it until she squirmed. I let go and took the other one, giving it the same treatment. I didn’t know what the other guys were doing, and right then, I didn’t care. They could watch or fuck off. This wasn’t for them. It was only for her.
My fingers traveled down her body, and I slowly pushed them inside her pussy. Despite taking two cocks, she gripped me tightly as I drew them in and out. She was wet and hot, making my dick jealous of my fingers as I slowly tortured her. Watching her pussy take my fingers was intoxicating, and I got lost in the action as she rode them.
When she had enough of my teasing, she broke my grip and grabbed my face in between her hands. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll gladly go to one of my other boyfriends, Madd. You might be a King, but don’t forget who owns you.”
Fucking hell. Bossy and sassy Darcie was my new favorite thing.
Smirking, I withdrew my fingers and sucked on them as she glared at me. She could pretend she would get up all day, but we both knew she needed me. Darcie craved having all of us, and if our assumptions were correct about how she spent her time with Brooks earlier, I was the last one. She wouldn’t be able to stop until she sank down on my cock and let me fill her up.
Her eyes narrowed, and I could see the argument brewing in her eyes. Smiling, I slapped my palm onto her ass, shutting her up before she could protest. She gasped at the sting, her eyes rolling back, before she moaned. I took the opportunity to toss her onto the bed and unbutton my jeans. My cock was happy to finally be free, his destination clear as I lined him up.
Darcie twisted the material of my shirt in her hands, clinging to me as I sunk in. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her ankles crossed, bringing our bodies impossibly close. I leaned on my elbow to hold my weight and brushed her hair back with my free hand.
“I love you, Princess.”
“I love you, Maddox. Even if you do infuriate me at times.”
I smiled. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Before she could respond, I snapped my hips forward. Now that my dick was inside her, it was tired of my games as well. No more slow. The fucker took control, dicking her down into the mattress so hard there was bound to be an imprint when we were done. Darcie moaned loudly, our bodies moving together in a rhythm they knew by heart.
Everything felt too good. Too warm. Too wet. Too tight. And all too soon, the familiar feeling of my orgasm raced up my spine. My balls drew up and tingled as euphoria overtook me. With one final thrust, I pinned her to the bed as I unloaded inside her. My head fell to the crook of her neck, my hot breaths fanning across her sensitive skin. Neither of us moved, our bodies trembling as we came down from the high.
Lifting my head, I searched her eyes to ensure she was okay. Love and strength shined brightly at me. It settled something inside me, that tiny piece that had feared this wouldn’t work. That eventually she’d choose. But that wasn’t Darcie. She loved big, and that meant all of us.
As Brooks carried her to the bathroom to help her shower, I knew the four of us would do anything to survive this. We had a queen to serve for the rest of our lives and were just getting started.
Which was something I had to remind myself when I checked my phone before bed and finally had a response.
Unknown: We need to talk.