I was teetering on the edge. I pumped faster now, pressing down on her clit with each thrust. My orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave at the same time Sloane’s inner walls clamped down on my cock. Lincoln growled out his release too, as we all came in unison.
Lincoln slipped his cock out of her mouth and lay down beside her.
I hugged her close, resting my head on her chest. Her heart pounded as she fought to catch her breath.
Lincoln combed through her hair and kissed her neck and lips. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”
She exhaled. “So good.”
But of course we couldn’t have a moment for long. Thumping on the door drew all our attention.
A guy’s voice I didn’t know called through the door. “Sloane, Sherriff Adam is here and needs to speak with you. He says it is urgent.”
Nine
Sloane
I jerked my fingers through my sex crazed hair as I followed Mark down the hall. Whatever Sherriff Adam was here for couldn’t be good. It was after ten at night.
Mom was bringing a mug of coffee into the office as I entered. Sherriff Adam sat on the edge of the couch, his gaze snapping to me as I entered.
He gave my mom a tight-lipped smile as he took the cup. “Thanks, Kathleen.”
She patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Adam. I made sure it is decaf.”
I motioned Mark inside and then shut the door behind us. I drew in a shaky breath, but I had a feeling nothing was going to prepare me for whatever bomb was about to be dropped.
Sherriff Adam lifted the mug to his lips and took a sip. “I’m sorry to barge in so late, but I needed to speak with you.” He looked first at my mom, then to me and Mark.
I sank down on the opposite side of the couch and fisted my hands in my lap while Mark stood ramrod straight with his hands clasped at his waist.
One of the springs from the worn couch jabbed me in my butt. I shifted to no avail. I grunted and came to the realization that I would have to deal. This conversation wasn’t going to be good. I might as well rip the Band-Aid off. “What’s going on?”
The sheriff sighed and shook his head. “I got word that the FBI is going to be looking into your family and the property.”
Mom gasped. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth. “What? Why?”
Sheriff Adam took his hat off and swiped his forearm over his brow before putting the hat back on. “There has been some evidence that has been brought to their attention. They know about Darrin’s death. They asked me a lot of questions about it.” He looked down at his lap.
Mom’s bottom lip trembled. “I see.”
Sheriff Adam reached out and put a hand on her knee. “No, Kathleen. They think someone here murdered him and that it’s been covered up. They want to launch a full investigation.”
Everyone in town knew about Darrin. It had been one of our neighbors who found him.
Tears misted my mom’s eyes, and she covered her mouth to stifle a sob. “Oh dear.”
The sheriff looked at me with a grim expression. “I wish I could say that is the worst of it.”
Mom rocked back and forth as she blew out shallow breaths. The way she worried her bottom lip I feared she might be on the verge of a breakdown.
I closed my eyes for a moment. “What else are they looking into?” My mind ran rampant. “Is it about my dad?” His passing wasn’t public knowledge. Sherriff Adam was the only one that knew about it outside of the pack.
He cleared his throat and scooted forward. “No. No one knows about Eric. But there have been other bodies found.”
I frowned and tilted my head to the side as I stared at the sheriff. Bodies. We weren’t missing anyone. Everyone that had been here during the previous attacks was accounted for. Those that hadn’t made it had been given a proper burial.
Sherriff Adam cleared his throat. “A few shallow graves were discovered about a quarter mile off your property.”