Chapter 37 Ty #2
A low growl escaped her throat, and my wolf reacted with a reply of his own. I scooped her back into my arms and carried her to the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind me.
“I need to be inside of you,” I whispered into her ear, nipping at the lobe as she raked her hands down my back.
Liza understood my urgency, possibly shared it, so instead of walking toward the bed once I set her on her feet, she turned and faced the wall.
“I want you to fuck me right here. Right now.” Something in her voice made my body vibrate with need and made my cock swell until it was almost painful with pent-up desire and want.
She inched her dress up her legs and over her ass, leaned forward, pressed her hands flat against the wall, tilted her head back, and gave a slight tip of her hips, allowing me to see a glimpse of that sexy, black lacy thong.
Holy fuck. The sight was too hot for me to keep my wits about me, but I didn’t need fucking wits for what I was about to do.
I pulled my shirt off and tossed it behind me as I walked toward her, kicking my shoes away in the process.
Once I reached her, I pressed my body against hers, hard and hot, ready to push inside of her.
I put my hands over hers and used my hips to show her how much I wanted her.
My cock was hot and hard against her ass.
“Your dick’s so fucking perfect,” she whispered breathlessly. “Come on, baby, touch me.”
“As you wish.” I rubbed my hands down her arms to her shoulders, then along her collarbone until I found her perfect breasts. Even with a bra and the dress on, I could still feel her hard nipples begging for my attention.
My hands skimmed down her stomach and only stopped over her center for half a second, which was long enough for her to arch her back and moan.
“Not yet,” I growled as I grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head.
My mouth found the side of her neck—the soft spot just above her collarbone.
My tongue traced a line up to her ear where I nibbled and kissed.
She writhed as I grounded my hips into her ass, and my cock twitched against her soft flesh. I was driving both of us crazy.
Once more, I slid my hands up, pulled the cups of her bra down and curled my fingers around her heavy tits, toying gently with her nipples.
Her head rolled back against my chest. “Oh, yes. Yes, please. Touch me.” She took one of my hands and pulled it down to her thong, which was soaked with her juices. “Here.” Liza’s voice was almost a whimper, so I gave her what she wanted.
I reached down the front of her panties and, using only my middle finger, slowly slid up and down the length of her clit. “Is this what you want?”
“Mm-hmmm.” I couldn’t see her face, but I knew her eyes were closed and her mouth was agape, then I remembered her teasing me with the whipped cream. “I’d like something, too.”
I kept my hand on her wet core and spun her around to face me with the other hand. I didn’t have to ask because Liza went straight for my zipper, quickly pulling my pants and underwear down, freeing my stone-hard cock. She wrapped both hands around it and slowly moved up and down.
I moaned as she moved her hands quicker and squeezed slightly.
To her surprise, I pulled my hand from her panties. She stared at me with wild eyes as I stuck my finger in my mouth, moaning at her taste.
“This isn’t good enough. I need you to be a good girl and remove your bra and thong.”
Liza did as I said. “Yes, sir.”
The words sent a spear of heat right to my cock. While she stripped, I did the same. As soon as we were both naked, I turned her around again and pushed her against the wall. I opened my legs into a wide stance, fitting myself perfectly between her thighs.
My heart pounded as my cock dripped, ready to shove every inch into her soaking wet pussy.
I found her breasts again and flicked her nipples, cupping her breasts and sucking on her ear.
Both hands stroked down her stomach, and I slid three fingers inside her.
She exhaled sharply when I twisted and curled my fingers against the soft upper wall of her pussy, and I knew I’d hit the magical spot.
I thrust my fingers in and out of her, enjoying every sweet sound coming from her mouth. My other hand circled her clit, moving slowly at first and then faster as her juices made everything slick and smooth. “Sweet fuck, I can’t get enough of you.”
I moved my hips slightly as I stood up straighter. Removing my hand from her clit and grasping her inner thigh, I opened her legs wider as I placed my cock at her opening. Teasing her, I barely let the tip enter her as my hand returned to her clit.
Her body vibrated with anticipation as I took two fingers and slid them on either side of her clit. At the same time, I slammed into her.
Liza screamed.
“Don’t move, baby. Let me take care of you,” I said as circled her clit.
She lifted her hands and slapped her palms onto the wall in full surrender as I thrust harder and deeper.
“Don’t stop!” she screamed. I released her clit, and with both hands, I lifted her higher onto the wall, allowing the weight of her body to come crashing down onto me.
With one final thrust, I reached around and pinched her clit, which sent her into convulsions as her inner muscles clamped down around my cock.
“Fuck, Liza,” I groaned as I spent myself inside her.
We slowly slid down the wall and into a sweaty heap on the floor.
It was the first time either of us came tonight, but it wouldn’t be the last. Not by a long shot.
We didn’t sleep much at all, and it was a sweet exhaustion that came for me when it finally did.
The next morning, while we were having breakfast, my phone rang.
I looked from the screen to Liza. “I’m sorry. Do you mind if I take this?” She looked like a walking wet dream with her sex-mussed hair and makeup-free face. “It’s Dad.”
She waved her hand and smiled. “No problem.”
I slid my finger across the screen and put the phone to my ear. “Hey, Dad. What’s up?” I never knew which type of call I was going to be getting from him, but I hoped he had some news.
He sighed into the phone. “Ty, I need you to come to the estate.” And like he thought I wasn’t about halfway out the door, he added, “Now. We’ve located Sylas.”
“Be right there.” Fuck, yeah. I hung up the phone. “Sounds like they’ve located the coroner. Do you want to come with me?”
Liza glanced up at me. “I already promised my parents I’d spend the day with them.” She stood and poured herself another cup of coffee. “They’re so worried about me that I think some actual face time would do them good.”
Although my father had said he needed me to get there now, I couldn’t leave the mess for Liza. I helped her clean up the breakfast clutter, then we left in our respective cars. I followed Liza to her parents’ house and watched until she was safely inside.
Dad was in his office, typing madly on his computer when I arrived at the estate. Whoever was on the receiving end of his email was in for a long read. “Come on in, Ty. Have a seat.”
I closed the door behind me. “What did you find out? Where’s Sylas?”
Dad tilted his head up and looked at me.
“It turns out that we were right about our suspicions concerning Sylas’s gambling addiction.
Liza’s father’s tip panned out. Sylas is in Loveska.
” He typed a few more lines before turning his attention back to me.
“The alpha there, Hiram, called to let me know that he found our missing person.”
I found the phrasing interesting. “Missing person?”
My father was a man who could bend the truth without breaking it and making whomever he was speaking to glad he did.
I was familiar with his ways. “As soon as I realized it wouldn’t be easy to hunt Sylas down, I reached out to the surrounding areas to alert them that a traitor may be on their land and to report back if he was found.
” He shook his head and snarled. “Out of all the alphas, Hiram’s the one I hate working with the most.” His scoff was one of disbelief.
“So, of course, he’s the one who found Sylas. ”
“What does Hiram want in exchange for Sylas?” Because he would want something. Hiram was a bastard who did nothing out of courtesy to others. I shifted in my seat. “I’m assuming he’s not just going to hand him over for free.”
“He hasn’t yet specified.” My father was aware Hiram’s price would be steep. “All he said was that he wanted to meet with us, which is exactly what we’re about to do.” Dad stood and gathered his files, pushing them and his laptop into his briefcase.
I hadn’t expected a three-hour drive to Loveska, so I called Liza as we walked to the car.
“Hey. It looks like we’re going to Loveska, and I don’t know how long I’ll be away.
” I didn’t have to tell her to be careful, that I wanted her to stay with her parents, and that I would worry until I saw her again. She already knew.
“What? Why?” Her voice was pitched higher than normal, and I could hear her parents talking in the background. I regretted, for their part, that Liza sounded panicked. It would only freak them out even more.
“Listen, there’s nothing to worry about.
The alpha in Loveska has Sylas and wants to meet with us before he hands him over.
” I buckled my seatbelt and switched the phone call to Bluetooth, although perhaps since I was riding with my father, I should have kept the conversation on the cell for privacy’s sake.
“It’s the way this guy works. Kind of like a tit for tat situation. ”
“I see. Please be safe, Ty.” Liza paused for a few seconds, and I could almost feel her angst through the phone. “Will you keep me updated?”
“Of course. Promise me that you’ll stay with your parents until I get back.” I couldn’t worry about her and be the future alpha my father needed to accompany him.
“I will. And you promise me that you’ll be careful.” Her voice was almost stern. For the briefest of seconds, I could imagine her using that same tone with our children.
“Yes. I’ll be careful, and I’ll be back as soon as possible.” If I had anything to say about it, we would be back by this evening.
I ended the call, and my father and I made the long drive to Loveska, arriving at Hiram’s office in the early afternoon. For a Saturday, there were a lot of cars in the parking lot, which I found odd.
The receptionist at the front desk led us to Hiram’s office.
It was empty except for the rather large alpha who sat behind his desk with a cigar dangling between his lips as a slim line of smoke drifted upward into the air.
There was no sign of Sylas, and I couldn’t help but wonder if we were being set up.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the heads of the Keller clan.
” Hiram laughed and coughed at the same time.
If his lungs were as black as they sounded, perhaps we wouldn’t have to deal with him any longer.
“I hear you were betrayed by one of your own. I’m lucky enough to have a pack that fears me too much to ever betray me. ”
It was official: I didn’t like the snarky, cocky bastard.
“Dominic, how did you become such a soft ruler?”
In my head, all I could see were the dozens of people slaughtered at the hands of my father. Hiram had no idea of the brutality Dominic Keller was capable of. My father had it in him to take down an entire pack, but I was grateful that he’d grown to be a much more subdued alpha.
Dad took a seat across from Hiram, and I followed suit. “Cut the bullshit, Hiram. What do you want in exchange for Sylas?”
Hiram slowly sat back in his chair, his hands resting behind his head, and his cigar hanging out the side of his mouth. “Me? I don’t want anything except to know what Sylas did that was so terrible he had to run to the most sinful city in the state of Texas to escape it.”
Dad cleared his throat. “Sylas falsified documents of the deceased.”
Hiram grabbed his cigar. “Interesting. What do you mean?”
“You know.” Dad waved his hand in the air nonchalantly. “He falsified the causes of death that aren’t covered under insurance policies. A lot of our pack members have been suffering because of it.”
Hiram whistled low. “That is pretty devious, but what would Sylas gain by doing that?”
My mind raced. How was Dad going to get out of Hiram’s line of questioning without telling him about Castro?
As upcoming alpha, I had to think quickly on my feet, so I spoke up before Dad had a chance to respond.
“He was cutting deals under the table with a life insurance broker who we already have in custody.”
Hiram placed his cigar in a large ashtray and leaned his flabby arms on his desk. “I was hoping for something much juicier.”
This asshole rubbed me the wrong way. I glanced at my watch, anxious to take Sylas and get the hell out of there.
After a few moments of quiet deliberation, Hiram finally nodded and waved his hand in the air. Within seconds, a large man burst into the room, dragging a very drunk-looking Sylas along with him.
Hiram held up two fingers only one inch apart.
“We were this close to killing this man for harassing my members. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but whatever money he was getting from that insurance broker is long gone. Sylas has been gambling his life away in one of my underground casinos and causing trouble, since he’s a broke motherfucker.
” Hiram stood and gave us a pointed look. “I expect payment for my losses.”
Dad stood and nodded. “Send me the bill. I’ll handle it.”
The large man, who I assumed was one of Hiram’s bodyguards, dumped Sylas onto the floor. Dad and I scooped him up and carried him to the car to drive him home, sober him up, and get some fucking answers.