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“Did they hire you, or are you just helping?” I ask her.

“Just helping.” Alisa says.

“You should start a business. You’re great at event planning.” I tell her.

“Desdemona and I’ve spoken about it. She doesn’t want to do it full time, but she said she’d help. It would bring in more money to the club.” Alisa agrees. “What do you think?” She asks Puma.

“The club will back whatever you want to do. If you want to stick with charity work, that’s fine, but if you want to branch out and take on paying customers, I think you’d succeed.”

“Hmmm.” Alisa says, and I see her disappear into the world of ‘what if?’ as Dice slips into Spark’s empty seat.

“What’s up?” I ask him.

“Avery has a lead on a loan shark who’s threatened family members, even kids. He flits between different casinos, but he always has lunch at the same diner. We’re going to tag him and see if we can gather some intel.” Dice tells us.

“We’re having Church in the morning. Need to take a vote.” Puma says.

“On what?” Dice asks before his eyes slide over to Alisa and back. “Never mind…”

“That’s ok. I’m heading to bed. You guys talk.” Alisa says, giving Puma a kiss before sliding off his lap and disappearing down the hall. Puma’s eyes watch her until she’s out of sight. I know he’ll be following her as soon as we finish talking.

“We’re voting on whether to end our guests.” I tell him, holding up my hand before he can protest. “They’re suspects in the attack on another female soldier. They could go to prison if we hand them over, along with all the info we collected.”

“So? I understand wanting to see them rot in jail, but there is no guarantee. They need to die. Why are we voting on this?” Dice objects. “Why would agree to a vote?” He asks me.

“Because they’re soldiers. I don’t want to do something that will make any of the members uncomfortable. Especially if we have an alternative.”

Dice shakes his head. “No fucking way. Too risky to trust the same system that let them railroad you. Those bastards deserve to die. They aren’t actual soldiers. Real soldiers don’t turn on their own. My vote is for those fuckers to die a hard death.”

When Dice leaves us, Puma rises and excuses himself. I stay at the table alone and watch Hunter work and see Dice move around the room, talking to the other members. I see a few glances come my way and know he’s working the room to ensure the vote is unanimously in favor of ending our guests. Exhaustion hits me hard. Standing, I move over to Hunter.

“You look beat.” He tells me and I smirk.

“Just what every woman loves to hear.” I chide him, but nod. “Yeah, I’m tired. How are you holding up?”

“I’m doing ok.” He glances around the room. “Looks like the party is breaking up. I’ll help with the cleanup and then join you. I have guard duty early in the morning.”

“Fun.” I tease him. “Wake me when you come to bed?” I ask him.

He gives me a wolfish grin. “My pleasure.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: HUNTER

It isn’t as bad as going through boot camp again, but being a prospect sucks. Like being a maid in a frat house. It’s close to three in the morning before everyone heads off to bed so Smooth and I can finish clearing up. I’m exhausted as I head to Chill’s room.

Inside, I find her stretched out with one long, sexy leg lying outside the covers. My mouth waters as I imagine kissing her leg all the way to her sweet spot. After stripping out of my clothes, I follow my instincts. Lifting her foot, I rub the sole of her foot with my thumbs. She shifts on the bed. Grinning, I nibble on her ankle before placing kisses up her calf, past her knee, and onto her inner thigh. I shift the sheet so I can see her bare pussy glistening with her honey. Inhaling, I close my eyes and revel in the scent of her. My woman. Fuck, it feels amazing to know Chill is mine.

“Are you going to just stand there or are you going to fuck me?” Chill asks me in a tired, but amused tone.

“I’m enjoying myself. So shut it.” I tell her as I spread her legs wide so I can stare down at her pussy. “I could stare at this pussy for hours.”

“I can think of some other things you can do with my…” she starts, moaning when I slide my tongue through her wet folds. “Yeah, that’s a good start.” She gets out before sighing with pleasure.

I take my time lapping up her juices, enjoying how I make her squirm. Needing more, I slide my finger into her passage, sucking her clit into my mouth as I rub that spot that sends her flying through her first orgasm. Her essences washes over my tongue as her moans electrify my blood. Sliding my finger out, I position my now hard cock at her slit and slide in. Her heat pulls me in and I add my groans to hers as she pushes her pelvis forward to pull me in further. I drape her legs over my shoulders and grab hold of her hips so I can pound her hard. I watch my dick disappear inside her and will my body to last, because I’m too close. But seeing him covered in proof of how much I turn her on is too much.

“Fuck, baby. I’m close.” I tell her. “Need you to come, because I can’t last much longer.”

“I’m almost there.” She cries as she moves her fingers to her clit and rubs. The sight of her pleasuring herself is too much.

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