Page 22 of Their Virgins Secret

Jessa’s bright smile lit up the fucking room. What the hell had she done to him? One night with the curvy redhead, and he was practically her lapdog.

“Well, after you insatiable men ravished me all night, I’m starved,” she said with a wink. “I’m ready for the whole ‘treat me like a princess’ thing. ”

Oh, he could do that. He slipped his hand into hers and leaned over, kissing her. His whole body still hummed from the hours of their lovemaking. He couldn’t fool himself. It hadn’t been simple fucking. Or even mere sex. He’d made love to her. He hadn’t even understood what the phrase meant until last night.

“Then that’s what you’ll get. ” He nodded toward the hostess.

“What is our sweet thing going to get?” Burke asked, looking happier than Cole had seen him in a long time. Burke’s arms wrapped around Jessa’s waist, and he buried his face in her hair. “Probably everything. Poor baby, we gave her all she could take. ”

Sweet Jessa had finally begged them to stop. They’d been relentless, easing into the snug heaven of her sweet pussy and loving her over and over. Cole had also introduced her to some ass play. He could still feel the way her virgin hole had clamped down on his finger as he’d worked to open her backside up. Soon, he’d take her there, and it would be a supreme pleasure.

But all their vigorous attention had worked up her appetite for food. And made their poor sweetheart more than a little sore.

The hostess’s eyes widened as she took in the three of them, but she showed them to a table without staring too much.

“Isn’t it beautiful? I love New York at holiday time. ” Jessa looked around the dining room, all decorated for the season, pleasure evident in her eyes. The haunted look he’d seen in her eyes when they’d first met was gone. A smile of contentment lingered. He and his brother had given that to her. Cole stared across the table at his brother and shared a single thought.

She’s the one.

He felt it, knew that Burke felt it, too.

“You’re having one of those silent conversations. ” Jessa shook her head as she gave them both pointed stares. “That is so not fair to me. I don’t have a telepathic link with anyone. ”

Burke snorted. It was something they did almost unconsciously. “It’s not telepathic, exactly. When you spend your whole damn life chained to someone as ugly as that, you just get to know what he’s thinking. Right now, he’s thinking about bacon. ”

Cole rolled his eyes. “No, but I am thinking about ham. You, brother. ”

Burke shrugged. “I’ve been called worse. By you mostly. ”

Jessa slapped lightly at Cole’s chest. “You boys behave. I’m going to run to the more than likely outrageously decadent bathroom, then grab some of that smoked salmon. It all looks so good. ”

She stood. Both he and his brother rose to their feet. She kissed them both lightly, then walked off, her sweet curves swaying.

“We’re in trouble,” Burke said, sitting back down.

Cole lost his smile. He’d had twenty-four hours to forget why he was in New York. Reality came crashing down, and she was a bitch. “I know. ”

“We have to meet with Delgado tomorrow. ”

“Yeah. ” Months of negotiating, and tomorrow they would finally meet the man. Up until now, they had dealt with lackeys. The day before they had met Marco, the big guy’s son, who apparently ran the legitimate side of the business. It had been a terribly civilized meeting with absolutely no mention of the business at hand. The super small recording device that Burke wore in the button of his suit coat hadn’t had anything to pick up. The recording would show nothing but three men talking about business interests and recent sporting events. Every time he or Burke would try to get the man to say something incriminating, he would simply smile and turn the conversation toward something less illegal.

But tomorrow there would be no avoiding it. Tomorrow they met with the man himself, and there would be no way around the fact that they were negotiating to buy another human being. The thought had bile rising in his throat. He wanted to keep Jessa far, far away from this shit.

“It won’t be over tomorrow. Finishing this up will take days, maybe even a week. We have to take custody of the girl to prove our case, let her tell her story, turn over the recordings and any other evidence we collect. We may have to help set up a sting…” Burke sighed and toyed with the perfectly placed silverware. “Fuck, the timing couldn’t be worse, but we can’t veer now. ”

Neither of them wanted to do this. Cole knew what his brother was thinking. He wanted to be with Jessa, in their bed, passing her between them. He wanted to be happy with the one woman who handled and completed them both.

“Look on the bright side,” Cole said. “Yes, we’re going to spend an enormous amount of Rafe and Kade’s money on a slave, but at least one woman will be safe and free very soon. ” But Burke was right; they couldn’t back away now. If they did, Cole knew he’d never be able to sleep at night. He would always wonder where Alea was, regret not trying harder to save her. She was only eighteen, for fuck’s sake.

From the moment he’d seen the snapshot of her young, vibrant face, he’d known that they had to save her. They were bigger and stronger than most men. And he was a predator. His life could have gone one of two ways. He was built to hunt, to kill. He could have taken advantage of those who were weaker. Instead, he chose to protect them.

It would take everything he had to walk into the fucker’s office tomorrow and not blow a hole through his skull. Delgado deserved it. He’d ruined so many lives. He lived in luxury while the families of the women he’d abducted lived victimized, without hope. He wanted nothing more than to take vengeance on the man. But they’d been hired to find a girl and collect evidence. He’d been hired to save a life.

“We could try the feds. ” Burke toyed with the fork in front of him.

Cole shook his head. “No. Everything we have right now is circumstantial. And you know this bastard has some men on the inside. They would squash the case, and Delgado would probably kill all the girls he still has in the States. Even if we got lucky and found the good guys, the feds won’t move overnight. If we fail to make that meeting tomorrow, Delgado will fold up his tent and disappear for who knows how long. We can’t risk either one happening. ”

Burke nodded miserably. “And we can’t risk Jessa, either. ”

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