Page 33 of Puma's Pride

Dante chuckles. “Taking over our world. Puma’s on the line. He knows of a cartel member who was in Chicago a few nights ago. We want to see if he’s a potential problem.”

I fill Chrome in and wait.

“Our guests haven’t given up his name. But I wanted to see if you found anything in the evidence you’ve uncovered.” Dante instructs.

“We found a list of all the men invited to the sex club that blew up.” Chrome says. “I think I remember a Junior on the list. I’ll see if it’s him.”

“Thanks Chrome.” I say and expect Dante to end the call, but he doesn’t.

“Chrome, fill our friend in on the good news you gave me earlier.”

Chrome chuckles. “The CPD and FBI have filed their initial findings. Based on conversations with Standish’s wife and a few of his associates, they believe Standish may have invited the various crime families to Chicago intending to kill them.”

“What the fuck?” I ask. “How did they come to that conclusion?”

“Standish has been running a hard line campaign against crime in the city.” Chrome says.

“But only against those he wasn’t benefiting from.” Dante adds, and Chrome laughs.

“Most likely. Asshole. Since they have proof Standish, his son, Colin Chambers and Dr. Vivian Chambers all flew out of Chicago shortly after the explosion, they’re convinced he and the others are on the run from associates who died in the explosion. Standish’s wife and Dr. Vance Chambers have both given statement to police. They claim Gerard and Vivian have been having an affair for years.”

“So they don’t suspect that we had anything to do with it?” I ask, flabbergasted. “What about the hits on the brothels and auction houses?”

“Funny thing about that. All the rescued women claim they didn’t get a good look at their rescuers. They thought the men were just good samaritans helping a bunch of women.” Chrome says.

I’m happy to hear that we seem to have flown under the radar, but a sudden thought has me realizing we aren’t out of the woods. “Were there any cartel members on either list?” I ask.

“A few. Why?” Dante asks.

I debate telling Dante and Chrome about Adella and the Cortez Cartel. Since my loyalty is to my President and my club, I give them a summary on Adella Cortez and her empire. “I’d like to keep this between the three of us for now. Sal put his life on the line to tell me. He needs some time to reach out to Adella, so she understands why he betrayed her confidence.”

“Damn, she sounds like an amazing woman.” Chrome says in appreciation. “You thinking she’ll be out for revenge if any of the dead guys are part of her organization?”

“Yeah, I do. And it sounds like she’s someone who works more in the dark than we do.” I admit.

“How will we know if she’s a threat?” Dante asks.

“Not sure. I don’t know if there is a way to discover which cartels are under her control. I could ask Sal. He gave me this information because Alisa is this woman’s niece. Adella loved her sister enough to get her out of the country. I’m hoping she cares about her niece once she discovers she has one.”

“You think we can trust Sal?” Dante asks and I can hear the skepticism.

“Not sure.” I repeat. “He put his trust in me by telling me about Adella. I don’t see him working with Standish. He’d never get involved in human trafficking. He lost his daughter a few years ago. Someone took her from her apartment after killing her guard. Since he never received a ransom note, he believes someone tossed her into that world. It broke his heart. So yeah, I trust him enough to discover if anyone from the Cortez Cartel died in Chicago. And if she’s looking for revenge.”

“If you feel confident. Go ahead.” Dante says. “Keep me updated.”

He ends the call, and I debate phoning Sal when there is a knock on my door. I answer it to find Alisa and all thoughts of Sal fly out the window.

“Are you here selling Girl Scout cookies?” I ask her as I let my eyes wander over her luscious body.

“I’ve got something better than cookies.” Alisa purrs as she places her hands on shoulders. I chuckle as she adds pressure, letting me know she wants me to lean down. In my wilder days, I preferred women who I didn’t have to bend myself in half in order to kiss. But Alisa makes it worth it. I lean forward so she can lay her lips against mine. She licks my bottom lip before nibbling it with her teeth. She does the same to my upper lip. My cock hardens until its digging painfully into the zipper of my jeans.

“Better than cookies, huh? That’s some pretty big talk.” I tease her. “May need to sample the wares to verify your claim, young lady.” I slide my hands down her back to cup her curvy ass, lifting her so she can slide her legs around my waist. Her core brushes up against my bulge and I moan at the heat coming off her.

We pass through the common room, ignoring the catcalls and whistles. I pay them no mind because I’m lost in the eyes of my girl. The desire reflected in her chocolate brown orbs has me completely under her spell. I know my eyes reflect the same need and desire that I see in hers. Once we’re in my room, I slam the door shut and walk to directly to the bed. “How do you want it?” I ask her, grinning. “Hard and fast or slow and tender?”

“I want you to give it to me hard and fast, then I’ll give it to you slow and tender.” She tells me with a wink.

“Alright then.” I toss her on the bed, causing her to laugh as I strip her. She’s bouncing all over the bed as I flip and shift her to remove her clothes until she’s lying naked in front of me. Dropping to my knees, I pull her toward me so I can bury my face in her pussy. “Fuck yeah, much better than cookies.” I growl, causing her to let out a giggle that quickly turns into a moan as I latch onto her clit. Her scent drives me wild and I’m grateful she wants it hard and fast, because I’m incapable of holding back. Sliding my finger into her velvet passage, I’m rewarded with a flood of her juices on my tongue. Her hands glide over my scalp as her moans and whimpers grow in length and decibels. I love how loud my girl gets. Nothing excites me more than her screams of pleasure. With that thought in mind, I curve my finger and find that perfect spot as I bite down her clit. She detonates with a roar worthy of a Puma’s mate.

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