Page 45 of Shiner's Light

“On where you belong. Who you belong to. What you’re not supposed to do.”

Shiner grinds himself inside me, drawing a long moan from my lips.

“Oh, God, Wyatt, it feels so good.”

“Damn right, it does,” Shiner agrees right before I feel his hand come down on my rear.

“Wyatt,” I gasp and jerk.

“That’s right, Olive,” he utters, rubbing the sting away. “Know who’s inside you. Who do you belong to, Olly? Whose pussy is this get fucked by?” He brings a hand down on the opposite cheek.

“Oh, Wyatt.” There’s no denying the juices that gush around his cock seeping from my pussy.

“Answer me, damn you,” he snarls and thrusts deeply, stilling inside me. “Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” I breathe. “It’s yours. Always,” I end with a scream. Shiner pulls back and slams inside me again and keeps hammering until I’m not just coming. It’s the orgasm to beat all orgasms, and he’s right there with me, heightening the pleasure that much more. I could die right now, just like this.

* * *

“You’re still in trouble,” Shiner rasps, holding me tight against him long moments later. The both of us doing our best to catch our breaths.

“I’m not sorry for what I did,” I murmur, lifting my head from his chest to meet his gaze. “I won’t apologize for going after my sister and being the one to take her life. I couldn’t allow you to do it. It wouldn’t be fair to Milo for his dad to be the one to kill his mother.”

Shiner’s gaze narrows, and he rolls us until he’s hovering above me. “That bitch isn’t his mother. You ask that kid, and he’ll tell you exactly who his mother is. You, Olive, he’d say you. You put yourself at risk for something that could have ended up with you dying, and that would have gutted the both of us.”

My lips part, I start to say something, but nothing actually comes out. What do you say to something so heartfelt? And that’s exactly what it was that came out of his mouth, no matter how harsh his tone was.

“We had a plan in place. We had intended to bring you in on it with us, but you went ahead of schedule,” Shiner states, leaning in deeper, getting nose to nose. “I heard what you said to that bitch, Olive. I respect your reason, but you better believe you ain’t about to do something foolheartedly again.”

“I won’t,” I utter, my breath catching in my throat. “I promise. I won’t.”

“You’re damn right you won’t,” he grinds out, shifting his hips between my thighs and sliding inside. “Now, we’re fuckin’ the rest of the day away. Tomorrow, your ass is on the back of my bike where I’m taking you to get hitched. Afterward, we’re going home to our boy and staying there. This shit is over for you. You got me?”

A gasp leaves my lips as he moves slowly inside me while I’m stuck back on him and I getting hitched. “We’re getting hitched?”

“Damn right, woman,” Shiner growls and claims my lips.

After that he doesn’t fuck me, he makes love to me, showing me with his hands, mouth, and body just how much he means what he says. I’m his, and he doesn’t have to use words of love to prove it just as I didn’t. At least not to him directly.

What they say about there being a light at the end of the tunnel, well, for me, it’s definitely true. Shiner’s that light for me, and I’m his. No more will either of us be haunted by the darkness.

EPILOGUE

SHINER

Three Weeks Later . . .

“Harpoon has all but disappeared. He’s gone to ground.” Keys announces, leaning back in his chair. The man has been looking for the man who used to be one of us nonstop, without being able to find a trace of him anywhere.

“What about the dirty cop?” Nines asks.

“Markus pulled some strings and the cop has been suspended without pay until an investigation can be completed on his actions.” Lucky smirks. “I had Luca speak with them as well to put the pressure on.”

“I’ve been able to track his movements,” Keys adds. “He’s pretty much stuck to his house, not leaving it unless it’s to go to the grocery store where he buys more chips and beer.”

“Has anyone been able to get in his house?” Griz quips.

“No,” Key grunts. “I hadn’t had the chance to yet, but he has had company quite often. A woman, I haven’t been able to get a picture of her face just yet. She keeps it hidden with a hat and shades. Stays for a few hours, one time all night, and then leaves.”

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