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He nods, placing his head on my chest. “Join me next time. You’ll like it.”

I kiss him, groaning at how easily he surrenders to my control. “I think I will. Can’t let you have all the fun.”

He chuckles against my lips. “Greedy.”

“When it comes to you.”

Giving him one final kiss, I pull him with me to the car so we can go home. I need to give my pretty baby a shower and wrap him in my arms.

CHAPTER 26

KAI

It’s been a week since our night at The Devil’s Den and I’m still flying high. Carter and I have been even more insatiable than normal. If he didn’t leave me so sore I could barely walk after we fucked, I’d have him inside me every day.

It seemed like ages ago that I asked him what he was doing at The Devil’s Den and told him what I was into. He stored that information and gave me something I didn’t think I’d experience again.

I love being married to him. I love having sex with him in private, my body only his for the viewing. But I won’t lie and say that I didn’t get off on Carter watching me fuck Jamie. It was hotter than all the sessions I had before. Times ten. Times fucking infinity. Feeling his gaze locked on me, on the two of us as we writhed around, and I pounded into Jamie’s tight hole was too hot for words. Thinking back to Carter’s face as he watched me got my dick hard as steel and my hole throbbing, begging for him to fill me.

Outside of fucking each other’s brains out, we’ve been working on both our house and the casino. The construction of Indigo Arc has been moving apace, and we’re gearing up tostart working on the main floor redesign soon. I’ve had to hire more men to get it done, since I plan to do a major overhaul. The restaurant that was already there will be rebuilt, but I also bought the vacant land behind the casino so I can expand. It’ll be a large undertaking, but I’m confident we can get it done.

We’re hard at work in Dominic’s second office when Gavin steps into the room. He looks at Carter and dips his head, then leaves.

“What was that about?” I ask, watching Gavin’s back.

“I have something for you,” Carter says, taking the pencil out of my hand and setting it on the desk.

Smiling, I stand and press myself against Carter. The last time he had something for me, it was a night out so he could watch me fuck. “You seem to always surprise me with something. What is it this time?”

He chuckles, then plants a quick kiss on my lips. “You’ll see. Come on. I’ve been working on this for months.”

Now I’m really confused. Months ago, we didn’t really like each other. What did he have up his sleeve?

Joking, I ask, “Is this where you kill me?”

Carter throws his head back and laughs. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.” He kisses my nose and I scowl, though I feel my cheeks heat. “I talked to Manuel.” That gets my attention. Manuel guards the basement of The Fox Club with his life. He and Carter really got on when I had James downstairs for stealing my fucking money. “He’s been guarding my gift for you.”

If Manuel has to guard anything, that means it’s someone that I can slice up. Giddiness flows through me. “Let’s go then.”

The drive to The Fox Club consists of me asking Carter who’s in the basement and him telling me to stop trying to ruin his fucking surprise. As I take the familiar route to the club, I rackmy brain to figure out who it could be. All of our enemies are dead, one I even killed myself.

Manuel and Carter clap hands when we get to the entrance of the basement door. Then he turns a grin on me, opening the door. “If I was into dudes,” he says as the three of us trot down the stairs, “I’d want one like Carter.”

The three of us laugh, though I’m not sure why he’s saying it. What could Carter have possibly done to make someone as straight as Manuel think about bending a little?

Seconds later, I have my answer. Tied to chairs with duct tape on their mouths are the three men that robbed me outside of the club in Shell Village.

When their eyes land on me, initially all I see is fear. Following that emotion is surprise and more strongly, regret. That makes me smile.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” I say in an upbeat tone, removing my jacket and handing it to Manuel. “So glad you could join us today.”

The ringleader, the handsome one that now has a long gash on his face, blanches. He says something behind his tape. Deciding to humor him, I walk over and snatch it off. He cries out, his lips trembling. I tilt my head, waiting for him to speak up. “Look man, we just wanted your wallet. We ain’t know who you were.”

I give him a flat look. “I tried to tell you, though. What did you say?” I put my hand on my chin, then snap my fingers as if I’m just remembering. “You said, ‘Don’t fuckin’ care who you are.’”

The blood drains from his face and he starts babbling and begging like the other two, though their words are muffled.

I ignore them and turn to Carter. “How did you find them?”

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