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Wade carried me and placed my head on the pillow. Then he tucked me in and kissed me on the forehead.

“You were amazing,” he whispered before pulling away.

I smiled. So were they. The entire experience was just mind-blowing, something beyond anything I’d ever experienced before. Now, I could die without any regrets.

I hoped I could have more nights like this though, nights of intense, multiple orgasms and adventures with Max, Wade, and Jake.

I couldn’t wait to see what other pleasures they had in store for me.

Chapter Nineteen

Wade

Last night was incredible, the scene still lingering in my mind as I drove to the Hartsfield airport in Max’s old BMW.

I never thought sharing a woman with other men in bed would be so exciting, but it was. Then again, it didn’t feel like I was sharing Lauren. During the times when I was inside her, both the first time around and last night, it felt like we had our own world. I was only focused on her pleasure and what she gave me.

And what a pleasure it was.

Just the memory of it was enough to make my body heat up and make me want to turn the car back around, but I calmed myself down. The fun and games were over. For now. I had a job to do.

“Do you think there’s a traitor in Black Storm?” Jake asked from the passenger seat, breaking his silence.

I had thought he was thinking about last night, too. Then again, he must have plenty of other things on his mind.

“What makes you say that?” I asked him.

“Someone clearly told the Devils about Lauren,” Jake said. “That’s why they targeted her. They didn’t know who she was when they tried to cause trouble the first time. It was me they were after then. But they definitely knew who she was when they ambushed her and tried to kidnap her.”

And they knew she’d been living with us, something they couldn’t have known unless they were spying on Jake’s house, which I would have been wise to, or they found out from someone in Black Storm.

I shrugged. “Maybe it’s one of the women who was at Billie’s the night Lauren was there. You know some of them have tried to catch your eye and Max’s.”

Not mine. My tattoos and my frown usually scared them off unless they were exceptionally brave. Or drunk.

Jake touched his chin as his eyebrows creased. “I didn’t think of that. You think one of them could have gotten jealous of Lauren and told the Devils about her?”

I gave another shrug. “It’s possible.”

“Right. Women can be ruthless, after all.”

A fact Jake knew all too well.

“However, when I went to the Devils’ HQ that night, I overheard them planning to ride to Lindale early the next morning. That’s probably why they didn’t try to kidnap Lauren until a day later.”

“So, you’re saying there wouldn’t have been anyone at their HQ for our hypothetical jealous bitch to talk to?”

Jake nodded.

“But didn’t that guy whose bike you trashed get left behind?”

“Nah. He would have gotten back at me right away if he had been left behind. Besides, he was riding a different one when he tried to get Lauren. A nicer one.”

That ruled the jealous bitch theory out. After all, I doubted she would have the number of any Devil. Those bastards weren’t as friendly as we were, with only a few select women allowed entrance to their HQ even when they were there.

But would a member of Black Storm have a way of contacting the Devils?

“Maybe someone in Black Storm just had a big mouth and a Devil happened to overhear,” I suggested.

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