Page 59 of My Masked Shadow
I punch his chest.
“Can you be an adult for one moment?”
“Where’s the fun in that?” he purrs, tickling my sides.
I laugh so hard his softening cock slips out along with a rush of our mixed cum.
“Ugh,” I groan. “Think Caleb has tissues lying around his SUV?”
Ethan kisses the tip of my nose, then lifts me up and places me on the seat. “No tissues. You’re walking out of here with my cum sliding down your legs, just like I said.”
My mouth falls open. “You’re kidding?” I ask, aghast.
“Never joke about staking my claim, baby,” he replies, already zipping and buttoning up his pants. “Let’s go.”
“But, Ethan…”
“No buts, love.”
With that, he opens the door and nimbly hops out, reaching a hand for me. I clamber out a lot less gracefully, pulling my dress down as I do, wincing at the sopping wet panties rubbing against my freshly fucked flesh.
When I’m outside, I look up to see the ESU cops all staring at me. Well, one isn’t staring at me at first, but then his buddy nudges him with an elbow. Then he looks too.
“Uh, hi.” I wave awkwardly, my face scorching hot.
A handsome Latin American cop rolls his eyes at us before glaring at Ethan. “You’re sick, you know that, Kane?” he accuses. “Right in my fucking crime scene?”
“Fucking crime scene is right.” Ethan chuckles before turning to me. “Come on, little bee. Let’s go home.”
What a jerk.
EPILOGUE
ETHAN
“And then Ethan threw a cutting board at him!”
Barbara is regaling Emily with the epic tale of our victory over Zhao’s goons. Killian and his new bride just got back from the Maldives, and she couldn’t wait—I made her promise not to tell them until they’re home. I wanted my brother to enjoy his first vacation in… well, ever. And it was his honeymoon. Who would have thought that out of all of us, Cross would be the first to get hitched? Madness.
“And they wereshootingat you?” Morgan asks, one hand over her mouth. Damien rubs her back and glares at nothing. When did he become the grumpy one in our little brotherhood?
“Like I said, three times already,” I drawl, glaring playfully at my little bee while I do so, “we got them all, no one got hurt, and the snake’s head got cut off. It was a win.”
“I should have been there,” Killian growls very predictably.
Caleb sighs, leaning back on the couch. Basia tries to hide how she's ogling his guns. And I don’t mean the ones at his waist. “No, you shouldn’t have,” he says. “We had it contained.”
“How is Barb almost getting shot ‘contained’, Caleb?” Emily asks incredulously.
“Well, as far as we know, Black Ash won’t be a threat to any of us again,” he replies.
“Until they regroup,” Killian says, the little ray of sunshine.
“Well,” Morgan jumps in with a clap of her hands. “We have some good news too.”
“Not yet, princess,” Damien mutters, but he sounds resigned.
“Oh, hush. It’s the perfect time!” Her brown eyes, darker than Barbara’s, take us all in with a sparkle bright enough to blind half of Manhattan. “We’re pregnant!” she announces.
