Chapter 31
Tico
As soon as I shut Chief’s office door, I let myself fully feel the rage at Ashley’s betrayal. I signal to Taco and then Wire before heading down the hallway and into Wire’s cave after he unlocks it for us.
The door shuts behind us and I clench my fists. Both Taco and Wire look at me expectantly. Though, from the look on Taco’s face, I think he might be catching onto my train of thought.
The same train of thought Ember picked up on as well.
It still surprises me how accurately she’s able to read a room and pick up on details like that. But then again…she grew up in an environment that required her to quickly learn and adapt to those traits.
Something I’m extremely looking forward to correcting when I get my hands on the Chrome Vipers.
“Who was Ashley looking at when she refused to tell us where the money went?”
Wire sits down in front of his computer, his keys clicking as he pulls up the footage. He rewinds it and then, on his other monitors, he brings up different angles of the footage and presses play.
We watch the feed and when it gets to the part where I ask her where the money went, he freezes every single frame, then marks her line of sight in each one. Somehow, I’m not surprised when there were two instances where she hesitated for a couple seconds.
Zane.
Corvus.
“We have to keep an eye on both of them,” Taco says. “We need to see if they’re in this together, or if it’s just one of them and they’re trying to pin it on someone else.”
“That’s not all,” Wire says. “Earlier, I found these while I was reviewing past feeds.”
Wire plays several clips one after another, but none of them explicitly points a definite answer.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter under my breath as I scrub a hand over my face. “Keep going through the footage and let me know if you find anything else.”
Turning on my heel, I stalk out into the hallway and out into the main room.
At the bar, I take a beer from Liam and look around.
Ember is sitting on a couch surrounded by Daemon, Cobra, Radar, Corvus, and Draco.
I’m about to head over when Xochitl sidles up to the barstool next to me and we clink bottles.
“You’ve got a special kind of woman there, T,” she says and both of us look over at Ember, who throws her head back, laughing at something Daemon says.
“That she is,” I reply.
“I for one am just happy she’s someone who will call you out on your shit,” she teases and my lips twitch, knowing Ember will for damn sure be doing that in the future.
She shifts a little closer. “She sees more than she lets on too,” she says quietly, giving me a pointed look. I fight not to snarl at the reason behind why she’s able to do that so easily.
“She does. I think that was one of the few ways she was able to survive for so long in their grasp.” I take a drink of my beer.
“Well, I’m glad she got out of that hellhole.”
We clink bottles to that.
“Once she’s settled in more and this mess is over, Mamá (Mom) wants to have her over to introduce her to everyone.”
I huff, not at all surprised. Nuestra familia (Our family) is extremely close-knit. Sometimes I feel like mis primos (my cousins) are more like my siblings. We were always around each other growing up so our bond is extremely close.
I turn to her, waggling my eyebrows at her teasingly. “What about you? Is there anyone that’s caught your eye? Will you be bringing company to the gathering?”
Normally, Xochitl would scowl and snap at me, saying she doesn’t need a man in her life, but the look of hesitation that crosses her face makes me pause.
“Is everything okay?”
Again, she hesitates.
“It’s just normal turf war shit. Nothing we can’t handle,” she says.
The look in her eyes has my gut twisting. However, I also know that pushing her for an answer before she’s ready will only end up with us in the ring. She’ll tell me when she’s ready.
“If you need me for anything, or the club, let me know and we’ll be there.”
She gives me a small smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I know, T. Gracias (Thank you). I think I’m going to hit the sack. We’ll stick around tomorrow to offer extra hands if necessary. Xena is holding down the fort at the clubhouse, but if needed, they’re ready to ride down to help.”
“Gracias (Thank you). I appreciate it.” However, I don’t say that I hope their help isn’t needed because in my gut, I know that it probably will be needed. She knows, too, because she’s lived this life her entire life. We both have.
Xochitl tilts her head at me and a feeling of unease comes over me as I watch her head upstairs to the room I keep reserved for her here.
Arms snake around my waist, causing my muscles to tense but then they relax when Ember’s cherry blossom scent hits me. “Is she okay?”
I look down at Ember and pull her close to me. “Yeah, it’s just the normal day to day life shit.” Not surprisingly, Ember doesn’t look like she fully believes me, but thankfully, she doesn’t press. “I’m sorry your celebration ended with Ashley fucking things up and attacking you.”
Ember shakes her head. “That wasn’t your fault, it was hers. Besides, the night’s not over yet,” she says with a little smirk and a sassy glint in her eyes.
“Is that so?” I tease her.
“Mm-mm.” The sassy little minx purposefully steps closer, and her fingers teasingly caress my jeans-covered cock.
Gripping her waist, I pick her up, turn, and set her down on the stool I was just sitting on. I step between her legs and her emerald-green eyes blaze with desire.
“Do you think you’re ready for me, Vicious?”
Her breath catches when I slide her forward so her pussy is right against my hard cock. A small whimper slips past her lips as she rolls her hips against me.
“Yes, I’m ready for you, Diego,” she whispers.
I scoop her up in my arms. I’d much rather put her over my shoulder, but with her ribs being bruised, I’m not going to risk injuring her further.
As I climb the stairs, Ember laughs at the cat calls that ring out, and then laughter erupts amongst mis hermanos (my brothers) when she flips them off.
I walk quickly down the hallway to our room and then realize I can’t unlock the door with Ember in my arms. She beats me to it, pulling her key out of her pocket and unlocks the door for me.
Kicking the door shut behind us, I lock it and cross the room.
As soon as her back hits the bed, I’m on her, kissing her.
She moans when she feels me hard against her and her fingers snake through my hair as her legs wrap around me.
I kiss down her jaw before latching onto the skin where her shoulder meets her neck.
Ember cries out, her hips rolling in response.
“I need to feel you.”
Ember moans in response and her hands snake under my shirt and then they tug on my shirt. “I need to feel you, too. Too many clothes,” she breathes out.
Pulling back, I take my cut off, draping it over the chair.
Ember sits up, slips off her cut and I lay it on the bed.
She starts to strip out of her clothes. Reaching behind me, I pull my shirt over my head and love her little gasp.
I strip out of my jeans and boxers, my hand grasping my cock and stroking it as I stare at Ember, naked on our bed.
Her red hair is fanned out and she’s cupping her breasts, playing with her nipples.
Her pink pussy is on display as she plants her feet on the bed and I groan, stroking myself harder.
“Fuck, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
My gaze snaps to her cut, which is still on the bed, and I pick it up, holding it out to her.
“I want you wearing my cut when I claim you.”
Her emerald-green eyes blaze with heat as she takes it and slips it back on.
Grabbing her ankles, I pull her closer to the end of the bed before leaning down and capturing a nipple in my mouth.
“Diego!” she cries out.
Her hands flying to my head as I tease her nipple with my tongue while grasping her other breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers. My other hand skims over her toned stomach and she moans when I tease her clit.
“Hm. Yes, Diego, please,” she begs as I rub her clit harder.
Her body shudders as I insert a finger, fucking her while rubbing her clit with the heel of my palm.
I switch breasts, giving the same treatment to her other nipple and insert a second finger, stretching her to get her ready for me.
Her hips rock against my hand, desperately chasing her orgasm.
As I insert a third finger, she moans, then cries out as I curl my fingers, hitting her g-spot.
“Yes, right there. Don’t stop.”
I pull back, ignoring her startled cry, but then she shouts as I suck her clit into my mouth.
I pump my fingers into her harder, loving the sounds she’s making.
I can tell she’s close from how her legs are trembling and how her back is now arching off the bed.
I graze my teeth along her clit and pinch her nipple between my fingers.
“Diego!” she cries out as she cums and I lick up every drop.
Standing, I go to my nightstand and pull out a condom. I go to rip it open but then Ember’s hand lands on my arm.
“I’m on the pill. If you’re clean, we don’t have to use one.”
I pause as blood pounds in my ears, not quite sure I heard her right. I settle back between her legs, leaning down on the bed so that my hands are on either side of her head.
“Say it again,” my voice lower and huskier than usual.
The corner of her lips twitch slightly. She reaches up, pulling me closer to her.
“Take me bare, Diego.”
My lips slam down on hers and she wraps her arms around me tighter. After a few moments, I pull back, both of us breathing heavy as I notch myself at her pussy.
“Fuck, Ember, you’re going to destroy me in the best possible way.” I kiss her again. “I’m clean, Ember. Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, Diego.”
Slowly, I push in, watching her face for discomfort. A few times, she winces, and it takes everything in me not to move faster, but I refuse to hurt her.
When I reach her barrier, I pause again. “This is going to hurt a little, but I promise it will feel good soon.”
Ember takes a shaky breath and nods. Leaning down, I kiss her and lift my hand, palming her breast. I roll her nipple in between my fingers as I trail kisses down her jaw and her neck.
When I reach the spot where her neck connects to her shoulder, I bite down at the same time that I pinch her nipple and thrust, breaking through her barrier.
Instantly, her body tightens around me and I pull back, hating the way her eyes mist over, but she blinks her eyes, refusing to let them fall. A few moments later, she nods and I slowly start to move, pulling back, and thrusting back in.
I breathe in and out slowly, trying not to cum. “Chingar (Fuck). You’re so fucking tight. You feel so fucking good,” I groan.
She moans in response, tightening her arms around me. She pulls me towards her, kissing me deeply. Her legs wrap around me, urging me faster.
“Fuck, Diego!” she cries out as she suddenly pulls back. “Faster, please, I need you to go faster.”
Going up on my hands, she moans at the change in angle and grips my waist as I pick up the pace.
Her walls flutter around me, letting me know she’s close.
I change the angle of my hips, making sure I’m rubbing against her clit with every thrust. Leaning down, I capture one of her nipples in my mouth.
Her hands fly to my head as she cries out in pleasure, and when I gently bite down on her nipple, timing it so that I rub against her clit at the same time. She shouts as she cums.
“Diego!”
Her body trembles around me, but before her orgasm fully fades, I pull out, flip her onto her stomach, lift her hips and thrust in again.
“Fuuuuuuck,” she draws out and then moans into the sheets as she fists them.
Grabbing her hips, I thrust harder into her, not at all surprised when Ember starts thrusting back into me, making me go deeper.
“Diego, right there. Yes.”
Her legs start to tremble and I know she’s close again.
Ember pushes up on her arms and I grab a fistful of her hair, tilting her head back so I can kiss her. I swallow her moan at the new angle.
Suddenly she pulls away, panting, and a whimper slips past her lips. “I’m close. Diego,” she breathes out.
“Not yet,” I grit out, trying to stave off my own orgasm.
I lean over her, nibbling on her neck as she continues to tremble beneath me.
“Diego,” she begs.
I push up, grabbing her hips again as I drive into her harder and faster. My gaze snaps on my property rocker on the back of her cut, and I groan, loving the sight of it on her.
“Cum for me, Vicious.”
Ember shouts loud enough I wouldn’t be surprised if the rest of the club hears it.
Her orgasm triggers my own as I cum in her perfect pussy.
Her body trembles against mine, and I reluctantly pull out of her.
She lazily rolls on her back, and I fucking love her blissed out look as she stares up at me.
Instantly, I spot the blood from claiming her mixing with my cum and like a fucking caveman, I find myself pushing my cum back in her.
“You’re such a caveman,” she laughs huskily, calling me out. Then she hums as she reaches for me. “But you’re my caveman.”
My lips twitch and she laughs again but then worry starts to eat at me when I remember how rough I was with her. For her first time.
“I wasn’t too rough, was I? Are you hurt?”
She shakes her head and cups my cheek. “No, it was perfect, Diego. I liked how rough you were. I’m a little sore, but nothing out of the ordinary.”
I exhale in relief and lean down, kissing her. She moans and fuck if that sound doesn’t make my cock twitch. She pulls back with a gasp.
“How are you still hard?”
I smirk down at her. “Easy. I’m always hard around you. You’re fucking gorgeous, Vicious. And I fucking love seeing you in my cut.”
Her cheeks turn pink and my smirk deepens when I remember her in the gym the other day.
“Now, how about we see how much fun we can get up to with how flexible you are.”
Ember’s eyes turn dark with desire and she hums. She pushes at my chest and I lean back. She pulls her legs up towards her chest, keeping them straight and opening herself up to me. My dick twitches at the sight.
“How about we start with this posittion?”
“Fuck yes,” I reply as I sink into her again.