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“Jesus, I can’t get over how you feel.” I whispered.

She sat up and I smiled as I looked up at her and saw that hungry look in her eyes. I loved it when she tilted her head then closed her eyes as her body slowly rose and fell. My hand ran from her thigh to her breast and gave one a squeeze as she began rocking her hips. My hand left her breast and ran up her neck then cupped her head as she slowly adjusted to me once again.“Always so beautiful and perfect.” I reminded her. My hand traveled back down to her neck where it wrapped around her throat. My other hand grabbed on to her hip and started guiding her to move faster. I couldn’t catch my breath because she kept taking it away again and again as I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she locked eyes with mine. I squeezed her throat a little tighter just to test her boundaries, but all she did was smile. I guided her to move faster and faster and the look in her eyes became more serious, and she was begging me for more and more and more. “Fucking come.” I ordered as I grasped her throat just a little tighter. That was when she clamped around me so tight I almost lost it too soon. She made it so fucking hard for me not to come just by witnessing her experience an orgasm. My hand guided her faster and faster as I thrust up against her, and her body exploded. Those delicate hands on my chest shook as they dug their nails into my skin, and I prayed to let me last longer. Let me survive her incredible orgasm that was having a physical and emotional effect on me. Jesus Christ, she was my wife. The love of my life and she felt so fucking good as she rode my cock so hard it was my whimpers that joined her cries of pleasure.

“Jesus Christ, Belle! Fuck!” She was more than even I could handle at times. The moment she came down, I flipped her onto her back and sat up with my knees at both sides of her and began pounding inside her relentlessly. There was no holding back, I lost it, all my restraint. With one hand on her throat and the other grabbed on to the headboard, I tore her up. Her face was red, her lips turned up, and her breasts bouncing with heart single hard thrust I could give her. It started to feel like she was sucking me back inside her again, and I knew we were about to come together.

“I’m going to come so fucking deep inside you!” I warned her.

“Yes!” She cried out.

Her nails dug into my ass as I pounded us through our orgasms. My stomach contracted with each shot of my come I pumped inside her, then held myself deep inside her as I let go of the headboard to kiss her.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Axton

Four days later, I was sitting at the conference room table back at Creed’s Lake with several pairs of eyes staring at me.

“For the last time, the answer is no.” I repeated myself.

“Just a little?” Magnus asked and I shut my eyes in frustration then opened them.

“What happened between my wife and I after the wedding is private.” I should have known better than my brothers and sister at arms respecting any kind of privacy.

“That’s enough.” Irons said. “Give them some respect, damn you guys act like everything is your business.”

Creed walked into the room and took a seat, eyeballing me as he did so. I smiled and he did the same before he looked at everyone. “Sorry I’m late, Cole had a blowout in his diaper, and it was unfortunately my turn to change it. Feel free to pick up where you left off.”

“Axton won’t even tell us if he at least popped her cherry.” Drakos whined like a baby. The dude sounded like a child tattling.

Creed looked at me then back to Drakos. “Not everyone cares to share the intimate details of their marriage. Why exactly is that your business?”

“This whole thing has been playing out like a soap opera, and we are starting a new division because of it. Curious minds want to know.” Drakos said.

“On to business that matters. Since I’m not allowed at home in the afternoons now, my paternity leave is now over. I’ll go back to sharing my duties with Irons.”

Creed got in trouble again for smothering Morgan and Addie. He didn’t want to put the babies down and Addie was having tantrums, because if he wasn’t holding the twins he was, “All up in her shit,” as Addie so kindly stated it. That got Melissa in trouble because that’s what she always said about Drakos, and it wasn’t hard to imagine where Addie learned it. He also tried to bake cookies with Addie when Morgan was napping, and it didn’t go over so well.

“Thank God.” Irons said. “Between you being on maternity leave and Axton on his honeymoon, on top of the SWAT team, I think I might need a vacation.”

“Any updates from legal about the inheritance? We need to get Axton and a team to Arizona so he can start the process of breaking down the cult.” Creed asked.

“I’m sure after your father’s death, it took time. Large estates can take up to a year to go through probate, even if there’s only one heir. I’d suggest Axton make an appearance in Arizona to make changes necessary for them to sustain themselves as they wait for everything to settle. He also had that trust for Belle which can be accessed, which is where their pay is being deposited. They need to start their own bank accounts and keep their pay. We’ve already begun shutting down the church deposits, butthey’re in need of money and they’ve not asked for their pay to go into individual accounts yet. From what they report they’ve suspended any future marriages for now. At least that much is happening.”

Creed looked at me. “Take Belle to Arizona and I want you to take men with you. Go one weekend soon since school is back in session from Spring break. When summer starts you can take some time out there to finish it. These men manage small businesses, they should be able to manage their own finances for the time being.” Creed looked at Irons. “Any luck with the feds?” Creed and I both still wanted the men charged for the child brides. If they didn’t know what they were doing was wrong, then why did they fear the feds so much? Yeah those fuckers knew what they were doing.

“They’re supposedly looking into it, but you and I both know they’re looking into it about as well as they’re looking into these Indigenous women and girls.” Irons rolled his eyes.

“Speaking of that, let’s schedule our next recruitment meeting.” Creed said.

After that was done, I noticed they were all looking at Creed like there was something else to discuss. “What else happened while I was gone?”

Creed sat forward. “We didn’t want to tell you on your wedding night or during your honeymoon, but something happened at the reception. When we went to leave that night, several of our cars were vandalized. I have no fucking clue how they got around the security detail, and that’s something else to discuss, but mine had words keyed all over it. “Dereliquit post tergum.” Creed said.

Irons spoke up. “That’s Latin for left behind. My car had the tires slashed and the same words keyed into Creed’s car was also keyed into Magnus and Grangers cars too. Drakos had the shapeof a coffin keyed into his and they all had a weird picture drawn on paper left as well. The same kind Magnus has been getting for months that references Morgan.”

“Alright, so check the security cameras.” I thought that would have been the first thing they would have done.

“That’s the first thing we did.” Said Magnus. “They all cut off at the same time around town.”

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