Page 10 of Lake's Legacy

“I need to come inside you. I need to feel you,” Lake says as he lowers me until he pierces my core.

Fuck, yeah! This is what I need, too. “Oh, baby, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me forget,” I moan as he jerks his hips and slams me down, impaling me on his cock. My core wraps tightly around him, drawing him in.

The ride is rough but with enough tenderness to touch my soul. He slides in and out of me, building my orgasm until itwashes over me in waves of pleasure. Collapsing on his chest, I kiss his sternum as he strokes my back.

“Can we stay here, just like this?” I ask him.

He palms my ass with one hand while still stroking my back with the other. “I think that’s one of your best ideas.”

We can’t stay joined forever, but that doesn’t stop us from drifting back to sleep with our bodies intimately connected.

I wake to an empty bed, but he’s left a note.

‘Gone to Church. I’ll meet you for breakfast.’

Smiling, I climb out of bed and into the shower. There is nothing hotter than a man who communicates. After getting dressed, I head downstairs to find Cleo and Delphine drinking coffee while waiting for their men. I duck into the kitchen to grab a mug and breathe in the glorious scent of French Toast and bacon.

“That smells amazing,” I tell Nora, who places her spatula down before hugging me.

“I heard about yesterday. I’m so glad they found you.”

Even though Nora is one of the Kutte Bunnies, she feels more like part of the family. All the Kutte Bunnies do. Abra, Pirate, and Zip sometimes hook up with the girls, but I’ve never felt like they’re competition. Lake may have hooked up with one or two of them before me, but neither the women nor Lake allude to it. Like Nora, the other Kutte Bunnies stay here for free with the understanding they help out around the clubhouse. I never get the feeling that sex is a condition for their staying.

Wrapping my hands around the mug of coffee, I sit next to Cleo and across from Delphine. The sparkling green emerald on Delphine’s finger catches my eye when she picks up her coffee. Almost dropping my mug, I grab her hand.

“What’s this?”

Delphine chuckles. “Dixie proposed to me the minute they arrived home. The ring belonged to his mother. He had it in a safe deposit box in Ireland and brought it home for me.”

“You’re engaged? Congratulations. God, I’m so sorry he had to leave you and come help me.”

“Nonsense,” Delphine chides me. “Of course, he had to go rescue you. You’re family. I’m just glad they got to you in time. Besides, we celebrated most of the night.” Her self-satisfied smirk is enough to reassure me that I didn’t stop them from consummating their engagement.

“When is the wedding?”

“We haven’t set a date yet. I’m hoping soon. I’m not getting any younger. Although I want both sons there, I’ll have to wait for Vladimir to return from Russia.”

“Have you heard from him?” Cleo asks.

Vladimir is Hex’s twin brother. Their father stole Vladimir from the hospital while Hex and Delphine were recovering from a difficult birth. The bastard let her see Vladimir once a year until he turned eighteen, then stopped all visits. She thought she had lost him forever, but Vladimir is now back in her life. He, along with the Demon Dawgs, came to our rescue when Delphine’s ex-husband kidnapped us along with Delphine’s daughters. He intended to give Delphine and the girls as a gift to some Bratva big wig for his birthday. At the same time, Cleo and I would provide entertainment for his men on the voyage. I shudder at the memory.

“He called me when the ship landed. I haven’t heard from him since. But he said he would contact me when he could. He’s playing a dangerous game but seems confident he’ll win.”

Nora opens the kitchen door to bring out the food as the men come through from Church.

CHAPTER SEVEN: LAKE

I untangle myself from Olivia without waking her. She burrows deeper under the covers, snagging my pillow and burying her face. Smiling, I duck into the bathroom for a quick shower before heading downstairs for Church.

I find Abra and Pirate filling their mugs with coffee in the kitchen. I take the pot once Pirate’s done and pour myself some. I have a feeling I’m going to need it today. Olivia’s nightmare kept me awake for hours after I fucked her into unconsciousness. I want to find those bastards who scared her and gave her that fucking nightmare.

“You look rough,” Pirate says after I take a few chugs of coffee before topping off my mug again. “Bad night? Did Olivia have nightmares?”

I nod and tell him what I overheard her crying out in her sleep as she thrashed.

“Fuck. Poor thing. Hopefully, when we find and end these assholes, she’ll sleep better.”

“I found out some things that could help us. Although, they might freak Olivia out more,” Abra adds.

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