13. Dax
DAX
Iremembered the Savage Kings well.
They were a particular blight on my city, and I wasn’t having it.
They’d been warned to back off, change business strategy, or get the fuck out of LA. They ignored all such warnings and threw it back in my face by raiding one of the neighborhoods I protected to find what they were looking for.
“You’re right, I did do that,” I answered matter of factly.
“I won’t apologize for it either because I’d do it again in a heartbeat.
That group had been warned time and time again to back the fuck up off my turf, but they didn’t take me seriously.
When I spanked them good and hard to make a point, they retaliated by raiding an apartment building and kidnapping all the women of any age.
Do you know what business the Kings were in? ”
Park scoffed. “Of course I do, I work in the FBI. You don’t think I looked up that case and researched it?”
“See now… there is your problem. The FBI didn’t give a shit about the case because I did them a favor taking them out.
They were human traffickers, and your brother stole women off the street and sold them off to be raped for the rest of their lives.
Now look me in the eye and tell me I’m the monster,” I challenged, crossing my arms, waiting for a response.
“That’s not true,” Park shot back. “You took them out for encroaching on your turf. Everyone knows how you feel about gangs and bikers, and you don’t fuck around.”
“Damn straight, I don’t fuck around,” I agreed.
“When I offer my protection to someone who’s asked and paid for it, I do everything in my power to make that happen.
Your brother and his posse didn’t care how old the females were as long as they were pretty enough to sell, get them hooked on drugs, and become their only supplier now they’d enslaved them.
The only action I could take was to wipe them out.
If I didn’t, it would have made me a liar and someone who can’t keep their word.
Who would trust or ask for protection from that kind of person? ”
Agent Park was just about to answer when a tech walked up to him. “Sir, we’re all finished here.”
“Don’t leave town,” Park growled as he got up.
“You and I both know that’s not how it works,” I countered.
“I’ll make sure the New York FBI office has my lawyer’s number if you need anything further.
You and I won’t be speaking again… I’ll make damn sure of it.
If you really want to know what happened with the Kings, then I’d speak to Agent Bruce Macgowen.
My guess is you’ll believe him and what he tells you. Now get the fuck out of my hotel room.”
Park didn’t need any more motivation to get away from me after that.
Had he planned to come here and confront me?
Did he think I wasn’t going to tell him what happened?
Or was Park expecting to catch me up in something and get me arrested?
His whole attitude changed when he learned that Cam was mine instead of just my handler.
It took a few moments, but the agents left, and Cam followed them to the door, making sure to lock it behind them.
Someone came up behind me, resting their hands on my shoulders and let their thumbs gently massage the tension out of me.
After a moment, I let out a sigh, and my body started to relax bit by bit, giving in to the touch.
Lips caressed my neck, making me tilt it to give them more access as my eyes closed.
Another hand cupped my cheek, holding me still as their lips met mine.
I moaned as I opened for him, letting him sweep his tongue against mine.
The hands that had been massaging me ghosted down my sides to the bottom of my shirt and slipped under it.
Feeling the rough, callused rasp of his hands against my skin made me shiver.
That was the last clue I needed to know I was being sandwiched between Sprocket and Cognac.
The spicy cologne Cognac wore gave him away, but I loved the scent of it.
“Loba, I’m thinking you’re wearing too many clothes,” Cognac whispered against my lips.
I hummed in agreement as I wrapped a hand behind his neck. “What are we going to do about that?”
“Challenging question, isn’t it?” Cognac said with a chuckle.
“Tell me, little rebel, how much do you like this shirt?” Sprocket asked, his warm breath sending tingles up my neck.
“Not as much as I want to feel your naked body against mine,” I offered, not really caring at all right now about this T-shirt.
Sprocket nipped at my ear, and I felt the cool prick of a blade before it glided up my spine, slicing through the shirt.
The tatters of my shirt fell down my arms, and I released my hold on Cognac to let it fall to the floor.
Cognac dipped his head to take one of my nipples in his mouth as he worked on getting my jeans off me.
A moan drifted out as I arched into the feel of his teeth scraping along the peak before he released it to yank down my pants and underwear in one motion.
The body behind me left only for another to take his place and pick me up, making me squeak.
“So tiny and yet so fierce,” Void said, his voice rumbling through my body as he laughed at my reaction.
Swinging me over his shoulder, I realized he was also buck-ass naked. Unable to resist, I slapped his bare, round ass only to get my own smack in return. “Hey.”
“Careful, little demon, that’s not a fight you want to get into with me. You’ll be the one to come out of it with a bright red ass covered in my cum,” Void warned me.
Why the hell did that sound so erotic?
“I don’t know, Void. The look on her face tells me she might enjoy that too much for it to be a punishment,” Eagle teased, grinning at me as he slipped out of his clothes.
A door opened, and the chill night air hit me, making my skin explode in goose bumps.
The sound of bubbling water told me where we were headed, and I couldn’t have thought of a better idea right now.
Soaking in the hot tub sounded magical, with the bit of a cool evening breeze to make it feel much more wonderful.
Void walked up the steps, but before he climbed in, he pulled me off his shoulder and let me slip into the steaming water first. The hot tub almost seemed like a magical portal with the glow of light coming from the bottom along with the churning swirl the jets created.
Slowly, I sank into the water until it was up to my neck and pushed off to glide to the other side giving room for the rest to join in.
I’m not sure there was a sexier sight than watching all seven of my men step into the hot tub in their naked glory. This might need to be something we put in when we build our new place, with a fenced-in backyard, of course.
The evening might not have gone how we planned but pretty sure this was making up for all of it, one husband at a time.
Biting my lip, I let my hand slide between my legs as I eye fucked them all settling in the water.
Picasso was the first to notice I was up to no good, and the smirk on his face told me he had an idea.
Making his way over to me, he caught me up in a hungry, needy kiss that had me panting for breath when he released me.
“Are we turning you on, spitfire?” he asked, running his nose along mine.
“Yes,” I breathed, then grabbed his hand and placed it over my pussy. “You all make me so fucking horny I can’t wait for a cock to fill me so I was just gonna take care of it myself.”
“Show me,” Picasso challenged as he grabbed my hips, lifted me out of the tub, and placed me on the wide edge. “Show us all how horny you are for us. I want to see how you make yourself feel good.”
His words, along with the bite of a breeze, made me shiver with anticipation. Drifting back a little, making sure the others could see me, he signaled for me to continue. They wanted to see me play with myself? Then I was going to give them a show they would be jacking off to for years to come.
I lifted one leg, setting it on the edge of the tub and gave them a clear view of my pussy.
Slowly, I slipped two fingers into my mouth, and I sucked on them like it was one of their cocks before pulling them free, sloppy with spit.
The feel of my slick fingers against my clit made me sigh, grab my breast, and toss back my head.
Knowing they were all watching me jacking off as I made myself come was a high I never knew I needed.
“Fuck, you make me so goddamn horny,” I moaned as I swirled my fingers over my clit. Opening my eyes, I found they’d all moved slightly closer and were indeed stroking their cocks. “I want you all to know I’ve never diddled my skittle in front of anyone before. This is just for your enjoyment.”
“Fucking hell,” Void swore under his breath. “I want to bury my face in your pussy so bad, little demon.”
Grinning, I shook my head. “Not until I come. Then you can have your turn if you can beat the others.”
Slowly, I slipped one finger in my pussy, feeling how wet I was, and then added the second. I shifted so I was at a better angle, making sure they could hear the sound of how wet I truly was for them. “Do you hear that? That’s from walking into a goddamn hot tub.”
“We’re so fucking getting one of these when we get home,” Eagle announced.
“Best idea you’ve ever had, pres,” Wes agreed.