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Watching Dax glide through the water wearing a T-shirt and underwear was mouth-watering and tortuous in the best way possible.
My loba was so full of passion, and she didn’t even realize it.
As she bitched out that agent, all I could think about was how proud I was that she was our woman.
Dax, the fierce queen that she was, submitted to no man, woman, government, or evil that stood in her way from keeping her people safe.
It was mesmerizing to watch, and I wanted to see it for the rest of my life.
People like Sally back at the hospital might not understand why we all choose to love the same woman, but it was easy for me to see.
Who wouldn’t love someone filled with fire, willing to run into battle without fear, just to ensure the enemy was vanquished?
That was the woman I held in my heart, even if she was batshit crazy and tended to stab first, asking questions later.
Who didn’t like a little danger in their romance?
“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me, or are you getting in?” Dax asked, her voice bringing me back to the moment.
I flashed her a sultry smile and grabbed the back of my shirt. “Can you blame me for getting distracted seeing my woman all wet and waiting for me?”
She groaned and rolled her eyes, acting like she didn’t enjoy my flirting. “Just make sure you keep your boxers on. No one gets to see the goods but me.”
“Oh, would someone get jealous?” I asked, slipping into the pool. “What would have happened if I didn’t wear boxers?”
She swam up to me and wrapped her legs around my waist, a dangerous look in her eye. “Well, either you’d be swimming in your jeans, or I’d be plucking out someone's eyeballs.”
“Even after you just saved them?” I pressed, curious how far she would take this.
Her lips pressed against mine in a whisper of a kiss. “In a heartbeat,” she murmured. “I don’t share what’s mine no matter what the circumstances are. Think you can live with that?”
A growl erupted from my throat, and I caught her bottom lip with my teeth and sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue over it. “I love when you get possessive. It’s fucking hot,” I shared. “You own us as much as we own you. What more could a man ask for?”
“I’m not sure what a man would ask for, but I know what I want right now,” she said, rubbing her pussy over my rock-hard cock, only our underwear separating us. “Question is… how bold are you?”
“Oh, loba, that is not a challenge you want to make with me,” I said, sliding a hand up the front of her shirt, palming her breast. “How far are you willing to let me go?”
“I suppose we’ll just have to find out, now won’t we?” she challenged, dropping a hand into the water to push down my boxers and let my cock free.
I groaned as she gripped it tightly in her hand, not moving it, just applying pressure around the tip, grinning at me.
“Two can play that game, you know.” Her head fell back as I pinched her nipple, pulling it until her skin stopped giving to my efforts.
“Do you like that, loba, the bite of pain as pleasure floods your body?”
“Yes.” She gasped as I let her nipple slip through my fingers and tugged harder.
Shoving up her shirt, I dipped my head to capture the other breast in my mouth, using my teeth to scrape along the raised bud.
Then I locked my lips around it and sucked sharply, wondering if I might be able to make a hickey around her nipple.
Dax’s hold on my cock got tighter, and her nails dug into my back as she thrashed under my lips.
Curious just how far I could push her, I tugged on her other nipple with my free hand.
“Fuck yes,” Dax yelled, her hips grinding into me as her body instinctively knew what it needed. “More, I need more,” she begged.
I lifted my head and smirked at the beautiful purple mark I’d left behind. Then I met her silvery-blue eyes, hazy with lust, and nipped at her chin. “Only good girls get to come, and you’ve not been good at all.”
Indignation flashed over her face as she tugged on my dick, reminding me she still had it in her hands. “Are you sure that’s the game you want to play, Juan? It could end poorly for you if that is the path you want to walk down.”
“Loba, you don’t scare me. You might intimidate the world, but I know better. You love me and my cock too much to rip it off my body,” I pointed out, knowing it was the truth. “What I want from you is a promise.”
Her face scrunched up. “A promise? For what?”
“That you will be honest with us. We are your partners in life, love, and business. As such, don’t you think it would only be fair to let us know what the fuck is going on in that brain of yours?
You told Cam your plan but not us. I won’t lie to you and tell you that didn’t fucking sting,” I stated bluntly.
“If you can tell an old flame who hasn’t been by your side since this all started, then why couldn’t you do the same for the men you claim to love? ”
She opened her mouth to speak, then paused as if she was considering my words. Seeing that I hadn’t hit the mark yet, I tried a different approach.
“Let’s say we had a plan for getting Eagle’s niece back and only told you half of it then told the most important part to Harper.
When things go down, you find out from her that we’d planned this whole thing all along, leaving you in the dark and possibly wounded.
Imagine how fucking pissed you would be at all of us, so maybe try to understand why today has us all with our hackles up regarding your judgment. ”
Dax brought a hand up to her face, wiping it with the cool water of the pool as understanding finally broke through the thick, stubborn skull of hers. “Goddammit, why in the hell are you the one using mind manipulation on me? That’s Sprocket’s specialty.”
I flashed her a grin. “Ah yes, it is indeed but just think about how often he’s used it on us. Let’s just say I’ve picked up a thing or two from him along the way. Now about that promise?” I reminded with a raised brow.
“Ugg, yes, fine, alright. I get it. I’ll be better about making sure to talk to each of you guys about things. You’re just going to have to be patient with me about it. I’ve spent so long keeping things close to my chest it’s hard to untrain yourself.”
“Silly, loba, you already know we will do that. We love you,” I said, rubbing my nose along hers before kissing her. “Don’t you know by now that we’ll do anything for you?”
“Have to admit that’s hard to believe,” she admitted.
I was proud of her for saying it. She never liked to confess her failings or fears.
“Then we will do our best to remind you whenever you have doubts. We are learning how to be what you need too. This isn’t about us wanting to change you, Dax.
We love the fuck out of how batshit crazy you are.
All we want is to be looped into the chaos so we can keep up and make sure you stay alive. ”
“How is that one of the most romantic things anyone has said to me?” she asked with a chuckle.
My lips caught hers, and I took my time with her mouth tasting, exploring, and making her sag in my arms as she trusted me to keep her from drowning.
When I released her, I reached down and slid her panties to the side, lifted her, my hand gripping her ass, and slid inside her.
Her sigh of relief was like air to my soul, knowing that she felt this as strongly as I did.
Now wasn’t the time for words. It was a time for action.
Letting her hold herself to me with her legs, I slid my hands to the middle of her back and laid her on top of the water as I slowly pulled all the way back and slammed into her time and time again.
The water around us undulated, making it clear what was happening, but I knew no one would say a goddamn word about it.
If they did, there was no telling which of us would come after them.
“Look at you taking my cock like the goddess of war that you are, loba. You look just as stunning here in my arms as you do covered in the blood of our enemies,” I whispered as I kissed up her body, my thrusts shorter and faster, using my grip to pull her down on me as my hips shot forward.
“I know you think there will be a day that you go too far, that your darkness will win, and it will scare us off. Only, you’re forgetting we aren’t the heroes in this tale either.
We have souls just as black as you do. Some of us just hide it better than others. ”
I needed her to hear me, feel me, and know that what I was saying was the God's honest truth. None of us were free from blood on our hands. Each of us had chosen time and time again to survive in this criminal world, and we’d come out on top.
That didn’t happen and leave you innocent and in rose-colored glasses.
It pulled away the facade of the world and revealed to you the underbelly we all choose to ignore.
“Your soul captured us the moment we found you at that party,” I shared, letting my mind wander back to that moment she was grinding on my leg, taking what she wanted from our interactions.
Unashamed of her need and ignorant of the eyes that watched her filled with jealousy and lust. "Let’s be honest. You marked me as yours right there on the dance floor, rubbing that weeping pussy all over my leg. ”
“Oh God, shut up and fuck me,” Dax growled, her heels digging into my ass, urging me on.
“I’m sorry, was I getting too emotional for you?” I asked as I pulled her back up against my chest. “Forgive me. I forget how that makes you all squirrely.”
Walking us over to the steps, I pulled out of her, turned her around, and bent her over in front of the railing. “You’re gonna want to hold on for this,” I warned.
Without question, she grabbed the railing with both hands as I ripped out the crotch of her underwear. “What—”