Page 49 of Rebel Fighter

Both of us climb out and I grab the blankets from the backseat. Real quick I spread a couple of blankets over the top of the air mattress I blew up and then give her a little boost into the bed. She lays among the pillows and blankets like a goddess for the taking. Her hair spreads out around her and her dress has inched up enough that shows me her perfect wet cunt.

“Vixen,” I groan, my fist going to my mouth as I bite around it. The need to have her is overwhelming, but then she looks at me and my mouth goes dry as I release hold over my fist. I growl, low in the back of my throat as her sheepish eyes call to me. “I’m going to consume you, take you so slowly that it’ll have you begging for my cock and then right when you’re on the edge I’m going to slam into your pretty pussy and feel it tighten around me, choke me.” I can visibly see her shutter as I climb into the truck bed, she’s panting and I haven’t even touched her yet. I bend, crouching down as I lower my head to plant kisses over her exposed thigh, inching my way up to her core. Once there, I can feel her liquids–she’s drenched and it makes me smile against her creamy flesh. I place a gentle kiss right on her clit and force her to arch up, her need for friction making her cry out. I hum my approval, twisting my tongue out against her hardened bud and she gasps when I leave her clit and lick down her folds. “I could never forget how your pussy tastes, Vixen, just like cherries. It’s my new favorite flavor.” I groan as I push deeper into her folds, tongue lapping up her juices. My hands are on her hips and I feel her try to move her hips to grind down harder. I move to her clit, sucking hard and she explodes all over my tongue. I lap it up, then move back slightly and leave one last gentle kiss against her sensitive bud. When my eyes meet hers, she looks spent. “We’re not done yet, Little Vixen,” I rumble, kissing up her stomach as I push her dress up. Pulling back just enough I get my pants undone quickly and push them down out of the way. At the same time, Emma finished pulling her dress off overhead.

Fuck, she wasn’t even wearing a bra. Damn woman.

Leaning down I kiss her hard on the lips, pushing my tongue inside her mouth. She moans at the kiss and her hands claw at my back pulling me closer. Her legs wrap around my waist pulling me into her. I growl at the contact and force myself to slow down, my need for her is so strong, but my resolve to cherish this is stronger. I grind my teeth as I move my hips to slide my cock through her wet folds, giving us both a simple taste of what’s to come as she pleads with me to fuck her. I lean down and kiss her, our tongues meshing together. After a few seconds of teasing my little Vixen gets impatient and twists her hips slightly to force me inside her. It’s like going home, the way we fit together as my dick easily invades her tight wet core. Her head is thrown back and I can feel every way she wraps around me. I place my elbow by her head to hold me up as my other hand starts to play with her breast. I massage it and when I pinch her nipple, Emma breaks the kiss moaning loudly before biting my shoulder to help quiet her sounds.

“Don’t hide your moans from me, Baby,” I kiss her neck once, twice, and then bite down hard sucking and lapping at the flesh to leave my mark. It won’t last, but at least for a moment, she’ll have a reminder of whom she belongs. When I release, I marvel at my mark on her skin, the possessiveness in that mark soothes part of my soul.

I start to fuck her harder. In and out. The sounds of our lovemaking echoing all around us. Moving my hand from her breast and down her stomach, I reach her clit. With a wicked smile. I start to rub it hard, giving her the extra friction I know she wants.

I give up on holding still, needing to feel her tight channels squeezing my cock. I push back and slam into her pushing all the way in where our hips are connecting and she loses it. She screams, her legs wrapping around my waist and her nails marking down my back.

“Hang on, Vixen,” I growl out, winking at her as I begin to pound into her. She’s so sensitive, and it's perfection as I lose myself to the feeling of her. It doesn’t take long for my thrusts to become choppy, but as she begins to explode around me and her walls lockdown against my throbbing cock I can’t stop myself. I explode into her.

I had every intention of holding my release to give her one more orgasm but I was a goner myself as I feel her come apart around me.

Both of us are breathing heavily as we try to catch ourselves. Emma smiles lovingly at me and kisses my shoulder before pulling me down on top of her and snuggling into my hold. I turn the two of us so that way she’s snuggled on top of me. My dick softens some inside her but doesn’t slip free. Already I’m ready for round two. I’ll give Emma a few minutes to catch her breath then I have every intention of making her ride me.

THIRTY-TWO

TREVOR

Shadow showed all of us the security footage that Keys had been able to find from his mom's diner. They were right, I did recognize one of the men that were with Robert. It was the man who had hit Steel in the back of the head. He worked for the Silent Death Family, the local mafia family in the area, and was one of the guards that Wyatt most trusted. I’m not surprised that he sent him to assist Robert. That man had been working his way up the chain for the past five years now within the organization. He’s ruthless and deadly. That he left Steel alive is shocking to me but I guess they figured hitting him in the back of the head was enough.

When Shadow had shown us the footage I kept my face neutral not wanting to give away too much information. Not even Steel knew the secret that was in the back of my mind regarding the male. I never told my coworkers what I did. Sure, I should have but I didn’t feel it was important until the information was needed. Now, it looks like it just might be.

“Trevor,” Shadow pulls me to the side after we dismissed everyone.

It had been decided after reviewing the information that we would be leaving within the hour to start a rescue. We didn’t have an exact address of where they were located but there was a general idea. From what the MC was able to gather before I got here, there are warehouses in one town over that have some ties to the mafia. They aren’t specifically owned by them but Shadow said they've had some issues with the area before. I’m hoping by the time we get in the area my contact will get in touch with me. It’s a long shot considering his position. He only checks in every couple of months not willing to risk our connection. His position is too important to put at risk but for this, I have no issues helping him get out of it means it saves Emma as well.

“Trevor,” Shadow starts again when I don’t answer right away.

“Yeah?” I look over at him, pulling my gaze from the wall I was staring out.

“What the fuck aren’t you telling us?” The worry in his voice is evident. Shadow won’t put his guys at risk without knowing all the answers. I can’t blame him for that. “When you saw that video you recognized something. What was it?”

Sighing, I pinch the bridge of my nose and then start to reveal the secret I’ve kept. “I do know that man. He’s on my payroll.”

“Your payroll?!” Shadow practically shouts. “What the actual fuck?”

“He works for Rockport, unofficially,” I start to explain before he cuts me off again.

“Unofficially? Do Knox and Steel know?” Shadow questions. “Steel doesn’t otherwise he would have recognized him. Who the fuck is he and why does no one know he works for you?”

“I was getting there if you didn’t keep interrupting,” I mumble, already annoyed this is coming out. “I hired him to work for Rockport but under the radar. Knox and Steel had no knowledge of it. I needed someone that couldn’t be tied back to any of us and the fewer people that knew the better. He joined the Silent Death Family five years ago, working his way up the chain to gain Wyatt’s trust.”

“You have a fucking spy in the deadliest mafia family in our area and told no one?!” Shadow looks at me flabbergasted. “Do you know how risky that is?”

“Very, I know,” I keep my face expressionless. “It’s exactly why I told no one. I had a suspicion that Robert had dealings with Wyatt and my contact was able to confirm that. We only speak once every couple of months for a quick check-in. He isn’t due for another month but considering the circumstances well, I’m going to reach out and see if he has anything to give us.”

“Are you sure that’s a smart move? Can we trust him?” Shadow sounds skeptical.

“Positive,” I answer confidently. “He may have done some fucked up shit to get towards the top but he’s clean other than that. He has his own reasons for wanting to take Wyatt down from the inside. Those are his own that I can’t disclose.”

“I’ll trust you because you’re family but if this gets my men hurt,” Shadow trails off leaving his threat hanging between us.

“I know.” My answer isn’t enough to make him feel any better but we both know it’s the only option we have available to us.

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