Chapter Seventeen #2
“Why didn’t she just tell us?”
That was a good question, and one they couldn’t answer.
Unfortunately.
“Can I ask you a question?” Bishop inquired.
Her husband glanced over at her.
“Absolutely.”
She prefaced it.
“It’s about sex.”
Oh, boy.
“You want to know about my sex life with Ridge now?” he asked, curiously.
She went there.
“Yes, but not because I’m curious. I mean, I am curious, but the doctor said something, and I’m putting pieces together. Have you been in his head when he’s having sex with his wife?” she asked.
He considered it.
“I mean, we’re always connected. If he wanted to be in my head right now, he could.”
She panicked.
“He’s not, right?”
He shook his head.
“No, Ridge is hiding in sleep. He’s blocked me out or is trying to. Without a recharge, I can’t get into his head easily, but to answer your question, yes, I’ve been in his head. I don’t look because that’s weird, but I know what he thinks about.”
She went there.
“Did she ask him for an open marriage and we just never knew?”
Lucian shook his head.
“No. I’d know that. Ridge would have worried about it and been freaked out. I would have seen that.”
Okay, well, then, this made it worse. Wynter hadn’t even tried to stop the two men.
Now, she had another question.
“The doctor said Wynter liked being submissive during sex, and they meshed. Could it be that she wasn’t into the sex she was having with Ridge, and that was part of it? Because I know if you cheated on me with a gay lover…”
He laughed.
“Oh, this feels like I’m getting my ass kicked regardless.”
She laughed.
“Anyway, my last thought would be to go out and fornicate to teach him a lesson. Maybe I’m wrong, but I would have just told you both to stop. Or I would have beat the shit out of Ridge and made him cry.”
He laughed.
“I mean, that’s a Bishop response. Thankfully, not everyone is VIOLENT.”
She elbowed him.
“You know what I mean.”
He did.
“Ridge isn’t dominant in bed with Wynter,” he stated. “It’s more ebb and flow. You know, normal sex. Maybe they didn’t mesh. Maybe she didn’t know how to ask for something she preferred, or she never thought to. Ridge is pretty giving in bed, Bish. He would have tried.”
Well, that painted a picture.
“What’s it like with you?”
He laughed.
“A beast has to beast. Ridge is VERY submissive in bed with me, when we’re in the static.
So, I’m going to say that’s what he likes here, and he was just being himself with his wife.
I am who I am with you. I don’t pretend to like a rougher romp.
You also don’t pretend when you’re horny.
You climb all over me like I’m a jungle gym because that’s how we are. ”
She pondered it.
He was right.
She didn’t pretend she liked a beast-like man having his wicked way with her, and that meshed with his personality. Lucian was very alpha-like.
He was a man’s man.
Ridge was softer, and more…gentle. If she had to pick which would be dominant, it would be Lucian.
“We’re going to have to tell him,” she finally said.
Oh, he was aware.
“He’s going to be furious. He’s going to be devastated. He’s going to be a lot of things, and none of them good.”
Oh, she bet.
Bishop would be too.
“Bodhi found viable sperm in her body. The swimmers were fresh. She met with him yesterday, right before she died. We know he was with you since the morning, so it couldn’t be Ridge’s sperm.”
He was angry, but he tried.
“Bare too? Jesus Christ. Where do I even begin?” he asked. Then, it wasn’t lost in him that Ridge had been wearing his sperm not that long ago, too. “This has to be karma,” he muttered. “Somehow, I had to be the cause of this.”
She stopped him.
Yeah, they couldn’t do that.
“Don’t,” she said. “You’re not to blame, and neither is Ridge. Wynter was angry, and instead of telling her husband, she opted to cheat. What’s going to suck is some of us know she cheated. Honor, Julian, Tori, and Hart know.”
He sighed.
“Hart too?”
She told him.
“We had to truth test Leon Kenyon.”
That said it all.
“Did he kill her?”
She shook her head.
“Not that we can tell. Unless he’s a master at manipulating an aura, Hart said no. Our belief is that if he could do that, he would have manipulated all of this so we never knew he was sleeping with his patient.”
That was true.
When her husband yawned, she glanced over.
“Bored?”
He laughed.
“No, Baby. Worn out. That’s all. We’re absolutely going to have to tell Ridge. Want me to do it?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“No, we’ll do it as a couple. Let’s face it. I’m going to help my husband’s lover get through this, so that he doesn’t crumble.”
Lucian touched her face.
“Tell me now. Are you upset about Ridge and myself?” he asked, staring into her eyes.
She shook her head.
“No, but everyone thinks it's weird. Julian is grossed out about it, and Honor is befuddled. Hart kept asking me if I was okay, and Tori…apparently she likes my tits.”
He stared at her.
But said nothing.
Oh, and she knew why, too.
“Picturing girl on girl, huh?”
He laughed.
“I mean, I’m a dude, and you’re sexy, so…yeah, I’m a horrible specimen.”
Yeah, he’d done the same thing Julian and Hart had. So, there was no shock there.
“Are you going to go find someone else to make me pay?” Lucian asked. “Because I’m going to find an unregistered gun and prepare for an alibi.”
She snorted.
“No. I’m really okay with it. I’m intrigued by the beast being a beast, but that’s because I like being manhandled by you. Now, if you suddenly tell me you’re not in the mood for sex, when I’m climbing all over you, I’m getting that gun too.”
He laughed.
“That is never happening. EVER.”
To prove a point, he kissed his wife, and as he did, that hunger was screaming in him.
The problem was he’d been in the static without his tuner. Now, he was stripped bare.
Immediately, he began fighting it.
And Bishop felt it.
The kiss…
It was still electric, and Bishop melted into him. Her hands went into his hair, and she locked her mouth to her husband’s. There was a pull to be against him, and she knew why.
He’d not been with Ridge in the static for way too long or been naked in bed with his wife.
When she broke the kiss, Lucian’s hair was standing up from her hands, and his body was wracked with need.
“Baby,” he whispered.
She knew what they both needed.
“Lunch break?” she asked, willing to take one for the team. Then again, who was she kidding? She liked a nooner with her beast.
A smile appeared on his lips, and he said one thing.
“I could eat.”
Well, then, sign her up. Since she was about to be on the menu.
Getting up, Bishop began pulling her things off, as her husband raced toward the door and locked it. When he turned, the look of need was raw and wild in his eye.
“Bish,” he muttered. “Come here.”
Well, apparently, the beast was coming out to play.
Sign.
Her.
Up.
As she dropped her gun and badge, and toed off her shoes, she stripped all the way to her husband. When she reached him, he boosted her up, and she wrapped her thighs around his hips.
“Show me, Beast.”
Oh, well, he would.
This was exactly the recharge he needed after coming out of the static.
“I need you,” he admitted.
Well, the feeling was mutual.
Putting her down, she found herself standing in front of her husband. His pants were open, and his dick was out.
Yeah, it had been a while.
This mess was interfering in her sexy pirate pillaging. Honestly, it felt like months since the last time he was in her body.
As he found her mouth again, the kiss was nuclear.
Lucian felt her hands everywhere, crisscrossing his body, and he craved more.
Now, he needed to touch her too.
With one rip from her body, he tore off her bra and tossed it over his shoulder. It landed on the corner of the bed.
She gasped.
“I need you, Bish. I’ll always need you.”
She knew why he was saying that.
Before her stood a man who was straddling both worlds, and trying to make sure she and Ridge had everything they needed.
Now, she wanted to give him what he needed.
“I know, Lucian. There’s no doubt in my mind.”
He hoped not.
Losing Bishop would be just as bad as losing Ridge, and he knew it.
As his hands ran across her body, it took him a second before he realized she was going to be in control to start the fun. Oh, and it was welcome.
“If you invite the beast to the party, he absolutely is going to show.”
Oh, she hoped so.
Shoving him back, Lucian fell to the bed, and enjoyed the sexy show.
His wife peeled out of her panties, and they hung from her finger.
“God. I love you,” he admitted.
And he did.
That was the bottom line.
He could see the baby bump, and the wetness from her desire, and he was so goddamn grateful.
Why?
He had a Bishop and not a Wynter. This woman would protect his heart—not break it.
“I do love a pirate,” she admitted, crawling on the bed and toward him.
Since this was likely going to be a very fast romp before they went to break Ridge’s heart, she wanted him recharged.
And with one thing.
HER.
As she crawled on his body, she yanked his pricey shirt open, and buttons went flying.
“My bad. I owe you a shirt.”
He laughed, and it was that warm whiskey chuckle of a man about to be balls deep in his lady.
Someone was getting off, and there was no doubt about that. His shirt was the least of his concerns. God knew he had twenty just like it in their closet.
With desperation, she ran her hand up his erection.
The man’s dick…
It was spectacular.
In all honesty, she couldn’t wait to slide down it and feel him fill her body. Riding her pirate was always a fun time, and she’d never say no to that.
“Bish,” he whispered, and the whole time, he watched her, his beauty.
Her brunette waves of hair tickled his skin as she licked her way up his erection.
“So bad,” he muttered, as his balls were already tucking up into his body.
Someone wanted to play.
And she was going to get her wish.
Wrapping her fingers around his dick, Bishop took control and stroked her husband. As she did, that tremor of lust and power rolled through him.