AlexI need to control myself long enough to explain and then I’m fucking her until she can’t walk. “Madison set me up.” It’s the truth, and I’m going to strangle Moon’s wife as soon as I have a chance. Okay, maybe not strangle, but she’s most definitely on my shit list.Celina walks over and slams the door leading outside. I guess she’s not as afraid of me as she looked when I charged into the room. She turns around and places her hands on her hips, her eyes flashing and it takes everything I have not to throw her on the bed. She eyes the gun in my shoulder harness that’s on full display without my suit jacket. It doesn’t stop her from challenging me. “And why would Mak do something so stupid?”I shrug. It was damn stupid, that I can’t argue. “She told me she sent you here to meet a client.”Her shocked expression returns. “She knows I’m living here. There’s no way I would bring any client near this place. You… shouldn’t be here.” Her eyes leave me and her gaze travels around the roo

CelinaThe large iron gates open slowly and we drive through. The house is actually a two-story sprawling mansion with white adobe walls. A huge fountain takes up the area about twenty feet from the front door. The water cascades into a round pool bigger than my last apartment. The sun is still shining, but the color of the sky is changing. This signals the beginning of a three-hour change from daylight to darkness in the desert. The sun will completely set by nine. The temperature will only take a marginal drop.Alex parks on the circular drive between the fountain and house. It’s a Spanish-style monstrosity. I’ve only ever seen pictures of homes like this in magazines. It’s difficult to remember to keep my mouth closed. I’m surprised when Alex clasps his warm hand around my fingers and squeezes.The front door opens and Mak exits with Moon at her back. She places her hand out to me after walking down the steps. Alex doesn’t release my right hand, so I offer my left. Mak’s eyes spark

AlexI park the SUV inside the warehouse beside one of our black Caddies. SUVs are great, but an actual trunk is needed to conceal a body, even if it’s a live one. The Caddies are also lower to the ground and take sharp turns better if you need the speed. Moon’s vehicles are modified with kick-ass engines and bulletproof glass. I tend to drive the car that fits my mood. Every so often it’s the Bugatti. It’s flashy and draws attention, which means I can’t have nefarious plans like I do now. Maybe I’ll take Celina for a nighttime desert ride in the Bugatti. Blevins and Juan are standing with Rack by the door to the back room. I walk over and give the nod to the first two men. They get lost quickly. Their shift ended at six and they have vehicles waiting outside. The two men who relieve them will come to the warehouse district when this shit is finished.“What condition is he in?” I ask Rack.“The worst is a broken wrist. I’m sure the cuffs attaching him to the chains are painful. He k

CelinaThe man gives me a steady look. “Hello, ma’am. Please call me Dax.” His blue eyes appear menacing on his bruised face. I’m fairly sure he’s the guy who followed us on the bike. I’m not into the skinhead look, but I can’t deny he’s attractive. Whereas Alex and Moon look and act like gentlemen, this man is rough with hard edges. I have little doubt that he’s as deadly as the other two men in the room.“Are you with the Desert Crows?” I ask because I need to be sure.He gives me a slight grimace but answers, “Yes.”I turn to Alex. “Why is he here?”His fingers relax and his grip turns into a caress. “Let him tell you.” Alex nods and Dax starts talking.Within a few minutes I breathe easier, feeling as if a hundred pounds have been lifted from my chest. He’s seen Kiley and she was okay as of earlier today. He tells us the story of how he joined the Crows after leaving prison. Many things run through my mind—drug addict, thief, sexual predator. The last thought makes me tighten my f

AlexShe moans and the moans turn to cries that fill my head with the sweet powerful sound. I thrust forward and hold myself still as cum shoots from my cock and claims the woman who is claiming me. Years of staying sheathed in condoms goes right out the window. Stupid, stupid, stupid, but so fucking unbelievable.I bury my face into the space between her neck and collarbone that smells so heavenly. My body covers her and she doesn’t complain. Or maybe I’m smothering her chest and she can’t breathe.“I could wake up like this every morning,” she whispers.At least I know she’s alive. I roll again so we’re where we started our morning dance. “I didn’t use protection,” I tell her because it needs to be said.She lets out a small giggle. “I’m clean and on the pill as per Elegant Escort rules, so it’s all riding on your past mating habits.”“Mating habits?” I ask with a smile.“Well, do we need to worry?” she mumbles against my chest.“No, my mating habits have been all about latex orgasm