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Hyram’s sigh was full of exhaustion. “When don’t we?”
“What’s happening?” I asked, trying to keep the anxiety curdling my stomach at bay. It didn’t do me any good here. If we had a problem, I needed to keep my head on straight so we could figure it the fuck out and take care of it.
“The prez had a daughter, and she’s just escaped a maximum-security psychiatric hospital.”
Hyram leaned back in his seat and shrugged. “Cops should find her well enough.”
Rurik shook his head and handed the tablet over to Hyram. Hyram began to scroll through it, and tension burned through his shoulders more and more with each word he read. “Nope. The moment she slipped into the woods, she disappeared like a fucking ghost. Dogs can’t track her scent. She managed to scramble even the best trackers. She’s a wild card on the loose.”
“What do we know about her?” I demanded. “Anything useful?”
Rurik shook his head. “Nothing. She’s been unstable for years, apparently. Switches personalities like she changes her panties. We have no idea who we’re dealing with. So, we need to tread carefully and watch our backs.”
“Nineconfirmedkills?” Hyram spoke up. “Confirmed?”
“Means there’s possibly more, but they can’t prove it,” Malachi said as if none of us knew what that meant.
“I know what it fucking means,” Hyram snapped at Malachi. “FuckingChrist, this shit just doesn’t let the fuck up.” He pushed back from the table and handed the tablet back to Rurik. “Find me everything you can on her. If the SDMC is loyal to her, we may have an even bigger problem on our hands, especially if she held any love for her old man.”
Everyone filed out of the chapel after Hyram, leaving just me and William at the table. I looked at William. “Don’t tell me you have more wild ass ideas,” I griped.
William smirked. “Nah, not right now, baby.” He leaned in and gripped my chin, tipping my chin up just enough for a kiss. “For now, we lay low and wait to see what happens with the SDMC and this woman. And I take you upstairs and we finally have that long soak, and I can take care of your wrists again.”
I glanced down at them. They were bruised and a little swollen. I’d pulled on those ropes hard last night, not even aware I’d been doing so. And since we’d fallen asleep before William could take care of them properly, healing them would now take a little longer. Which also meant William wouldn’t tie me up until he deemed they were okay.
“What else are we going to do?” I asked.
William’s smirk turned feral, and my dick hardened so fast, I swayed in my seat. “Be a good boy, and you’ll find out.”
Fuck.
EPILOGUE
Chet
“Oh,fuuuck,” I moaned, damn near drooling as William eased into me. My knees were damn near touching my ears, and while the position wasn’t all that comfortable because I was definitely not a flexible man,holy fuck, it was hard to focus on my discomfort when William was splitting me open with his massive cock.
Didn’t matter how often this man got me beneath him, having him inside of me was always fucking mind-blowing.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful on my cock, baby,” William growled, and I whimpered at his praise, my eyes rolling back in my skull. My fingers curled around the rope, my eyelids fluttering. My lips parted, but no sound managed to escape because William bottomed out, seated completely inside of me, and I was so goddamnfull.
Leaning down, William pushed my legs further down closer to my head so he could take my lips in a hot, slow kiss. I went softand pliant beneath him, and he moaned into my mouth before easing out and pushing back in. A shuddered breath left me. Nothing could ever compare to how I felt when William had me bound beneath him and full of his cock. Right there with him was the safest I couldeverfeel.
“You ready for me?” he asked, his lips rubbing mine.
I nodded. “Yes, sir,” I managed to choke out.
Leaning up, he hooked my ankles over his shoulders, then wrapped a hand around my throat. And that was all the warning I got before he fucked me so damn hard, the headboard slammed repeatedly into the wall and I got sucked into subspace, my eyes rolling back in my head as I gave myself over to my husband completely.
Thyrie lookedup from her tablet when I made my way downstairs, William right on my heels. After coming my brains outthree fucking timesbefore William was done with me, I’d passed out. When I woke up, I was cleaned up, my wrists had cream on them to help with the bruising, and I’d been wrapped up in William’s arms. When my eyelids opened, he forced me to drink a bottle of water before helping me into the shower.
Thyrie’s brows pitched low in concern as she ran her eyes over me. “You good, man?” she asked.
“He’s fine,” William grunted.
Thyrie shot him a cold look. “I believe I was askinghim, not you,” Thyrie retorted.
Ignoring her, William wrapped his fingers around my upper arms to bring me to a halt, then pressed a kiss to my temple. “Go sit down, baby. I’ll start breakfast and bring you coffee.”
