CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Three weeks later
– LUELLA –
I’m leaning with my forearms on the rail of the balcony and watching as the sun slowly sinks down into the ocean. The faint breeze on my face makes me close my eyes and inhale deep. Total serenity. These past three weeks have been a complete turnaround from my normal life.
From the moment we stepped off the private jet it felt like a vacation. No obligations, no work, no casualties, no nothing except Macsen and I enjoying time together.
My mind drifts back to the day we left the hospital room. Thorsten and the others took Gideon and Derek with them. Macsen received an update a few days later about some of the information they shared. I didn’t want to know about the deal my father is pulled into.
Being here in Ryckerdan gives me a chance to be selfish and pretend as if the world is on pause while I enjoy a well-deserved vacation.
Though, tomorrow it’s time for us to go home.
Home. Not my father’s mansion, but either the clubhouse or Macsen’s house.
The target might be off my back by faking my death, but my father took over handling Bosco himself.
I have no clue how it’s going because we haven’t spoken since, and I honestly didn’t want to know.
“There you are,” Macsen rumbles from behind me and I feel his arms wrap around my waist.
He nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deep as he brushes his lips against my skin. I close my eyes and shiver from the spark of electricity he ignites inside my veins.
Leaning back against him, I ask, “Everything okay?”
Macsen had an appointment set with his club brothers to discuss everything, including the details of us going home tomorrow.
“With me, us? Yeah,” he rumbles and nips my earlobe.
Turning in his arms, I glance at his gorgeous blue eyes. “I know we’re fine, now tell me the rest.”
He raises one of his eyebrows. “You didn’t want the details a few weeks ago. Why the sudden change of heart?”
“We’re going home tomorrow. I wanted to put a pin in the insanity since I wasn’t allowed to help or interfere for that matter. We’re getting on the private jet tomorrow and I don’t want the information to be dropped on me then. At least, you telling me now will give me the ability to process.”
Macsen gives me a slight nod. “Very well. Bosco was apprehended today. He’s been transferred to a secured location. Your father is still working for the government and has to keep up appearances.”
I narrow my eyes. “Keep up appearances? What the hell does that mean?”
“It means you’re getting a stepmom in a few days.”
“What?” I snap. “You’ve gotta be shitting me? He’s going to accept the arranged marriage to Bosco’s daughter? How old is she?”
“Old enough.” Macsen winces and I shove him against the chest to create some space between us.
“Old enough? I bet my father is twice the girl’s age. Shit. I’m probably older than her. Oh, yikes, this is wrong on so many freaking levels,” I grumble. “I shouldn’t have asked. What does Livi have to say about all of this?”
Macsen rubs the back of his neck. “You can discuss it with her tomorrow.”
I narrow my eyes. “What kind of a reply is that?”
“She’s been working behind the scenes on this case and has had all the details for weeks.”
His statement shouldn’t come as a surprise. I know they would be working with my father to oversee things. Maybe it’s not as bad as it sounds. Bosco’s daughter might also be a victim in all of this.
“Whatever,” I grumble and want to move past him.
His arm shoots out and catches me around the waist to pull me flush against his body.
Staring down at me with his blue eyes he murmurs, “Not so fast, sweet tits. Whatever isn’t cutting it.
Once we’re back, you’ll see for yourself how the situation is unfolding.
This case doesn’t pose a risk for us in any way anymore and I’m fucking thrilled because it means we’re good to go home now.
You and I can focus on the future, and once you’re ready we can work on cases ourselves. ”
“Work on cases ourselves?” I muse.
He grins down at me. “Definitely.”
This little piece of knowledge triggers my interest. “A serial killer case like the one you worked on with Broken Deeds MC?”
Slowly bobbing his head, he lets me know, “There are a load of cold cases and active ones we work on or assist law enforcement with. All different kinds and they are mostly divided by skills.”
“So, I get the ones who need someone to go in and assassinate?” There might be a hint of pouting in my voice.
Macsen chuckles. “I won’t deny some will be, but I meant to say that the New Jersey chapter of Broken Deeds handles mostly undercover cases.
We have mainly dealt with motorcycle clubs, mafia, and cartel cases.
There might be some other slightly related cases, or changes up ahead.
..anyway, we never know what lands on our desk for us to solve. ”
“Sounds exactly the way life hits us in the face as well.” I smile back at him.
He brushes his nose against mine. “We’re good at solving whatever life hits us with, especially when it keeps throwing us together. It’s a not so silent hint that we’re meant to make it last.”
I sneak my arms around his neck and place my mouth against his. He instantly groans and pulls me even tighter against him. His cock hardens between us, and a wave of lust spikes my blood. I’ll never get tired of the way this man affects my body.
His tongue caresses mine. Sensual movements sending electric pulses straight to my pussy. I tug at his shirt, needing to feel his naked chest. He kneads my ass as he grinds his hard length against me. I moan, wanting more.
Our clothes melt away into a puddle on the floor at our feet. Hands roam until he suddenly growls and spins me around. I gasp when I feel a hard slap on my ass, the sharp sting quickly turning into a burn. He places a hand between my shoulder blades to place me over the couch as he grabs my hips.
There’s only the slight warning of the tip of his dick nudging my entrance when he enters me in one stroke.
I’m so damn wet for this man, but his girth takes a little adjusting to.
There’s no time before he roughly starts to tunnel in and out of me, pleasure and pain a sweet balance to my ever-growing desire.
I moan his name and I receive another sharp slap against my ass.
“That’s right. I’ll have you screaming my name when my cock claims your orgasm. Squeeze that tight little pussy harder and fuck me back, Lu,” he grunts in lust, making me push back while he surges back inside me.
We groan in sync, both caught by the bliss we’re creating. One of his hands cups my breast and tugs my nipple. I feel him everywhere. Completely adored, my body desired and worshipped. The thought is captivating and when his skillful fingers slide down to my clit I ignite.
“Maaaaccccsssennnn,” I moan loud and take the plunge into ecstasy.
I’m faintly aware of how Macsen growls, “Yeeessss...fuuuuckkkk....Luuuuuuu,” as his cock thickens and pulses inside me, filling me completely from the inside out with his warmth.
He slumps over my back and wraps his arms around me. We try to catch our breaths when there’s suddenly the sound of slow clapping coming from outside. I freeze and turn my head toward the open balcony doors.
Lynn’s voice is loud when she says, “Now that was some delicious raunchy sounds. Well done, you two.”
I glance behind me while Macsen slowly pulls out of me. His eyes are wide and I’m having a hard time keeping my laughter at bay.
Lynn, Livi’s aunt and the former president’s old lady of Broken Deeds MC, has no shame when she continues, “You guys really have great porn sounds. We had a couple staying over a few weeks ago, and that chick? Duck sounds. Like, literally the kind you create when you blow on a duck whistle. I had to stand on the fucking balcony so people would see it wasn’t me making those damn sounds. ”
The laughter can’t be contained any longer and I bark out a laugh along with Macsen.
Lynn chuckles from the balcony above us. “Anyway...keep going you two, sounds like you have a good thing going. So, stay as long as you like and be sure to come back again real soon. You two make me proud.”
“Thanks, Lynn,” I tell her with laughter in my voice.
“Always, chickie. Now, I’m going to continue tanning my anus because it’ll make the gemstone in the dildo pop like a cherry on a cake when my old man takes me from behind. Have fun you two, I know I will.”
Macsen shakes his head while I bark out another laugh.
Yeah, our time spent in Ryckerdan has been amazing.
Not just because Macsen and I have grown closer, but also the amazing people connected to Wisely Dicey MC.
My found family has no limits, and I haven’t felt alone since Macsen pulled me into his life.
I place a hand on my belly and smile, knowing our child will never be alone with so many people surrounding, supporting, appreciating, and lovingly respecting us.
Well, not so much respecting our privacy, but that’s Lynn.
She’s the queen of obliterating rules and is a wicked force to be reckoned with.