Chapter 32
Alec
An uncomfortable silence looms in the van as we drive back to the motel. We have the only mode of transportation, so Stacks will still be there, like a sitting fucking duck. Based on the time, the rest of the crew won’t be up for a while.
Thank god.
We don’t need anyone trying to talk us out of what we’re about to do.
I’ve never been angrier. I’ve been through some absolutely gut-wrenching shit in my life, but never has anything caused such intense, primal rage. And based on Tye’s clenching fists, he’s feeling the same way.
It’s bad enough to dump a girl to rid the crew of her. That’s such a shit thing to do, but there are worse things. Dumping her in the middle of a forest, with no food, water, or means of escape? Absolutely fuck Stacks for that.
We pull into the parking lot, and Tegan nearly falls out of the van in her hurry to exact revenge. I have to tell her to slow down, but I’m secretly happy to see her so geared up. This may be the first time she’s ever known the rush of making someone pay for the wrongs they’ve perpetrated.
As we approach Stacks’ door, I put my finger to my mouth to tell her to be quiet. This motel uses old keys, meaning it’s much easier to break into the rooms, but it’s a touch noisier than just unlocking the door. I don’t want to alert him to our presence until we’re prepared to strike.
Hard.
How unlucky for Stacks.
I work open the lock, and we burst through the door.
Tye raises the gun and scans the motel room.
The TV flashes in the darkness, but no one is seated in front of it.
The toilet flushes, and Stacks comes out of the bathroom.
We flick on the light, and Stacks raises his hands when he sees the gun in Tye’s grasp.
“Tie him to the bed, princess,” Tye says.
Tegan looks more than happy to do so. She grabs his black tie and wraps it around one hand as she goes to drag him toward the bed, but Stacks raises his fist when she begins to tug. The gun cocks and stays his hand. He has no choice but to let Tegan pin his wrists to the headboard’s metal bars.
And she does.
Once I’m certain he’s secure, I grip the top of the gun and lower Tye’s arm. He pushes the weapon into his waistband.
“Look what I found!” I say to Stacks as I walk across the room and circle the bed. I’m so close to him that I can feel the radiating heat of anger rising off his skin.
“Fuck you!” Stacks grits out. “Fuck you and that fat bitch!”
I close my eyes and take several deep breaths to keep from grabbing that gun and shooting him in the fucking mouth. I draw my arm back and shut him up that way instead. Blood drips from his busted lip.
“You hate when we fuck around, don’t you?” I reach for Tegan and pull her into me. I turn her around so that I can rub my hand down every curve of her body. “What about both of us fucking her? How does that make you feel, boss?”
“You are disgusting,” he seethes. “All of you.”
Tye stands in front of Tegan and begins to nip her neck. “So fucking disgusting.”
Stacks snarls, but I lean down, grab a discarded sock, and stuff it into his mouth.
I step away from them and unzip my jeans to let my cock spring from my boxers. I lie across the bottom of Stack’s bed. He flails and kicks at me, but he can’t get close enough to connect.
“Come here, pup. Let’s show him why you’re worth giving up everything for.” I motion her closer, and she complies. “Undress slowly.”
She leans over to kiss me as she eases her leggings down her thighs and drops them to the floor.
“Let him get a good look at that perfect ass of yours as you get on my lap,” I growl, gripping her flesh as she crawls onto my lap.
My fingertips dig into the cuffs of her ass.
She’s perfect. I kiss her, our mouths moving as one as I slip my hand between us and slide my cock through her slit and to her opening.
I grab her hip and pull her down my length. Fuck, she feels so good. So tight.
“I want her to suck your cock, Tye.”
He’s already unfastening his pants and tugging his dick out as he stands beside us. His cock is so close to Tegan’s pretty lips. She takes his girth in her hand and strokes him as her eyes ride up to his face. Seeing those gorgeous, big hazel eyes rise up to him makes me throb inside her. Fuck.
She leans over to take him into her mouth, and she tightens around me as she takes him deeper. I thrust upward, bouncing her on my lap as I draw moan after moan from her perfectly parted lips.
Tye brushes back her hair before gripping it. “You suck me so fucking good, princess,” he groans.
I drop my head back and let my tongue ring slide between my teeth as every motion brings the pleasure from deep in my balls. She grinds on my lap as she takes more of me. And more of Tye.
“Look how good her pussy looks taking Ace’s cock,” Tye says to Stacks. “She looks even better with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock. Do you see why we gave all this up for her?”
Stacks strains, writhes, and kicks in response.
I don’t think he’s nearly as smitten with her as we are.
But then the tie around his wrist snaps, and all hell breaks loose as he lunges for Tegan.
He spears her off the bed and puts his hand around her throat.
He’s in a blind rage with nothing but his focus on the thing that is single-handedly dismantling his crew.
I grab the pistol from the back of Tye’s waistband and aim it.
Memories rush me. My hand becomes smaller before my eyes.
The gun changes from a Glock to some old revolver.
The back of Stack’s head becomes the back of my stepfather’s.
The action is hauntingly familiar as I pull the trigger and a sound explodes in the motel room.
Blood sprays along the wall, and Stacks falls forward.
“You shouldn’t have shot him so close to her!” Tye yells as he zips his pants and runs over to pull him off of Tegan.
I worry she’s dead based on the fact she made zero noise once that shot rang out. I rush to help Tye, hoping she’ll be okay. We pull Stacks off her and her wide, terrified eyes were open. Quick, shallow breaths burst from her open mouth.
“Oh, pup!” I say as I crouch and pull her into me. We help her to her feet, and she’s covered in his blood. “I shouldn’t have fucked you in front of him. I knew it would piss him off. But I couldn’t help but want to show you off. For him to know what I’ve given up to gain all this. If Delia—”
Tegan blinks, and her lips tighten. “Is this all because of her?”
I never really had a chance to tell her before this moment. I guess I could have wedged out a moment of time in the van or the walk back, but maybe I was hoping for this moment. I wanted to tell her. I planned to.
“It is,” I tell her.
“Then give me my pants,” she says. “This isn’t over yet.”