It was a close thing, but I gripped the base of my dick so hard I almost popped it off in order not to cum. Watching Hollyn experience her first orgasm, and that it was with all three of us, had fire tickling my belly and tingles spreading through my cock. Her screams trailed off as her body relaxed. She sank into the bed, her chest heaving, sweat glistening on her forehead. She blinked slowly, looking more like she was about to pass out than trying to wake up.I bit her thigh to ease her in the right direction. Her leg twitched as she smiled. "Yes, Toven?"The smoke and sex in her voice sent shivers down my spine. "Nothing. Just wanted to make sure you were still with us.""I'm still here. And I will gladly admit defeat in our bet." She tipped her head back to look at Tag. "Does that mean I have to wear clothes?" She sounded so sad about the idea. He snickered. "You can wear whatever you damn well please, sweetcheeks. But just know, we might be bugging you for sex all t
I pinched the bridge of my nose as a headache set up residence directly behind my right eyeball. "Okay. One more time."Tove heaved a sigh. "I didn't find anything on Alder Valley other than some housing developments in different states. Apparently, alder trees aren't as poplar." He snickered at his terrible pun. "The information on druids and the Grove of the Oaks is spotty at best. There are a couple of groups who use that term in their religious practice, but I can't find any of them near here. The only thing I've found that's even close to being about nature and Druidry is The Copse Initiative. The guys who tried to kidnap Hols. They're supposedly a small subsidiary company of a shell company of a bigger company that's all about trying to bring back more trees after all the deforestation done by big business." "That still makes me sick to my stomach. I might not hold a lot of the values that the Oaks did, but bulldozing forests just to make paper?" Hollyn covered her mouth
"What is it again when you have three of one number and two of another?" Sweetcheeks asked. I threw down my cards on the table with a groan. "Full house." I narrowed my eyes as I studied her. There was no way she was this good. Beginner's luck notwithstanding. She shot me a smile, red brushing her cheeks. "How many hands is this that's she's won?" Tove asked, a look of disgust on his face. "Fifteen?""Seventeen," Thane said. She bounced in her chair, a little butt wiggle thing that was driving me to distraction with how it made her tits jiggle under her shirt. I was going to need another fucking cold shower before I could get to bed. And jerking off in the cold water was my least favorite of all jerk sessions. But I wouldn't wipe the smile off her face for anything in the world. Even calling her a cheater. Which I'm ninety-nine percent sure she is. She's either cheating or been playing for a lot longer than a couple hours. "Maybe we should play for stakes," Tove sai
Keep it cool, man. You're going to freak her out. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. I couldn't fucking believe that I was the winner at poker. And that even though we were both just going to sleep, I got the girl as the spoils of victory. Nothing spoiled about her. If I could go back in time and tell my younger self that I'd get a smart, beautiful, wildly awesome woman like Hollyn, I would say not to worry about being dorky with computers and numbers and DnD. In the end, it didn't matter. I pushed open the door, hit the lights. They turned to the lowest setting automatically as the windows darkened. My California King size bed looked massive. I almost wished I had a double, hell even a single, so I could snuggle with this crazy, sexy woman all night long. She sank to her knees next to the bed, giving me a mind-blowing view of her ass. "Night night, Tove." She sprawled out on the floor. My brow wrinkled. "What are you doing on the floor, Hols?" I asked quietly.
I turned back to the other two brothers. "I don't really understand anything of what just happened." I took another drink of water to help push the bile back down. I could connect the dots well enough to know that, somehow, I was partially to blame for the blackmail attempt. Tove looked at me. "Was your mother named Moira Hellen Parker?"I jerked again. My brow furrowed. "How could you possibly know that?"He raised one finger. He tapped on his phone screen. Flipped it around so I could see it. "Is this her?"I looked at the screen and felt the bottom of my belly fall out. I nodded as I looked at the face of the single person who had truly loved me. I took the phone from his hand as tears gathered in my eyes. "She was so beautiful. So happy. I'll never understand why she ran away to the Oaks.""I think your mother was running for her life, and she unfortunately ran into the wrong guy. From what I could find, Moira Hellen Parker was born as Mary Ellen Elgesmythe. Not a lot ab
I slid a tracker into the hem of the shirt. I could figure out what she was going to try to do. But soon, she would learn that I didn't break my promises. Nor did I let people take what was mine. Not without severe consequences. Walking back out into the living room, Sweetcheeks was drumming her fingers on the granite countertop in the kitchen. She nibbled and twisted on her lower lip. As I watched, she winced and dabbed at her lip with her fingers. Rolling her eyes, she stuck the tip of her finger in her mouth. Mumbled around the digit. When she pulled it from her mouth, she gave it a smirk. She was amazing. She was mine. "Here. You might want to wear these." I handed her a pair of joggers, a t-shirt, and a hoodie. Late September wasn't freezing, but it could get a little nippy. I dropped a pair of socks and slide sandals at her feet. She literally cringed. "Do I have to?" She nudged one of the sandals with her big toe. I snickered. "Yeah, sweetcheeks. You do. The
"Just fix it, Jameson," I said. The idiot needed to be moved to a different section if he couldn't figure out the simplest of routine fixes. I walked back to my office and pulled up the encrypted file I had started at home. We needed more information. At least we finally knew who the master was. I could start doing a deep dive on him. But it was going to be very tricky. The man was richer than Midas and he had his own computer team protecting his data from here to eternity. It wouldn't matter. Not in the grand scheme of things. He'd hurt my Hollyn, and that shit wasn't going to stand. I set up another autotask to mine for data between the Walsh, Kavanaugh, and Cananach names. Then another with all of those and the Christiansens. The fact that Ainsley was involved in this mess should have come as a shock. But when I thought about it, I could see the calculation and predatory look in her gaze too often. I wouldn't be surprised if she knew we had magical blood in our family ei
I felt it in my belly before the call ever came through. I knew something had happened to her. To Hollyn. Like a light had been snuffed out inside me, I felt the moment she lost consciousness. My world plunged into the darkness with her. "Seems your brother is getting lax in his duties as bodyguard, lover," Ainsley said in my ear. The complete deadness on her end of the line signaled an encrypted channel. "What do you want, Ainsley?" I asked, but I already knew. And I knew I would do anything to get Stretch back. "Exactly what we talked about. Show up at the gala, be charming and sexy. Tell daddy that you were wrong. That you undercut Jonathan on purpose, knowing it was him."I gritted my teeth. "Why does this matter so much to you? It's a buried comm line out in the middle of nowhere.""Why doesn't matter. Not to you and your performance. Just do what I want, and you'll get your dirty whore back. Fight me on this, make a stink, or try to go around me, and I'll make sure y