MoonMy world aligns. We have a long road ahead and my wife will charge that road with her head held high. It’s only one of the reasons I love her so damn much. I’ve never known anyone with her strength of will.I was shocked when Cori entered my office a short time ago and told me to go to my wife. It stunned me when Madison walked out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam following her, and stepped into my arms.Now she’s on the bed naked and it’s almost like the first time we made love three years ago. I’m nervous. Hell, I’m terrified. I don’t want to hurt or scare her. The need in her dark brown eyes reassures me. She wants me to fuck her not make love, but no matter how we do it, the love is in every stroke of my body into hers.“Lift your arms and grip the headboard,” I tell her. The smile disappears from her face and a sensual, come hither expression takes over. “Open your legs,” I add while taking my hard cock in my hand. With the other hand, I slide a pillow over and tell her to
MadisonI die inside, her words a stab directly into my heart. I should have saved her, but she saved herself and killed a man doing it. We made vows the day we were married and I didn’t keep my end of the bargain.She isn’t finished. “Since becoming an adult, I haven’t relied on anyone. I’ve always been strong and determined, but I allowed myself to be caught by that monster.” Her hands clench into fists and I lift them to my mouth and kiss each finger in turn. “After Fernandez took me, I became the little woman who needs a man to save her.” She runs her hand over my thigh, but it does nothing to comfort me. “That woman wasn’t me. I’ve become so entrenched in your world that I’ve lost part of myself.”So many thoughts travel through my mind. Is she leaving me? Would I allow her to?Crazy because the last thing I would ever do is hurt her. The truth is I should have been there. I should have rescued her before Fernandez raped her. She would be safer living anywhere other than in my cr
MadisonIt’s not that my world has suddenly changed to sunshine and roses, but it’s still hard to think of facing the other people in the house. Our home is fifty-five hundred square feet of living space, not counting the garages, and it’s never bothered me that we don’t live alone. This works for our lifestyle. Now it’s different. My friends aren’t dumb and they’ve figured out what happened to me. If they’re not sure, they suspect. My absence these past two days only confirms their fear.My gaze turns to the bed, which Moon has straightened. For a brief moment, I want to climb back in and bury myself in darkness again. I mentally pull myself together. If Cori can leave her room, I can do it too. “I’m ready,” I tell Moon after slipping into jeans, a shirt, and athletic shoes. I would usually wear shorts around the house at this time of year, but if we need to leave quickly to help Alex, I want to be prepared. Putting an uncovered knee to the ground in the heat is never fun so jeans ar
Moon“Conference room,” Moon says to the men. He threads his fingers through mine and leads me down the hallway. This is the no-go room when there’s a problem. That doesn’t mean I haven’t invited myself inside when the occasion calls for it. Celina and I have both been in meetings, but it’s not the norm. No more burying my head in the sand. It’s time for me to take my place.Melina and Celina stay behind. The men, including our security team, don’t question me being there. One of the guys hands Alex a washcloth and he covers the wound on the side of his head, pressing it down to stop the bleeding. He then offers me another wink, the jerk. I’m not an idiot; I know he’s doing it to show how damn tough he is.Me caveman, blood is good.These last six months, I’ve had trouble reconciling who Alex is and what he does for Moon. He kills and he’s not a quick or gentle executioner. I know he keeps us safe and that was good enough for me until uncertainty set in. Stupid really because Alex cou
FernandezThe hit on Gomez wasn’t successful and my mood goes from bad to worse. Adding to the cartel’s fuck up, the son of a bitch who sent me the last two hookers cut me off. Says he wants nothing to do with more disappearing prostitutes because the other women in his stable are rebelling. I smell bullshit. I’m willing to pay big money and he had no problem taking it the last time.I need to fucking pound some snatch and then snuff out the life of said snatch to keep my cool. Nothing is going as planned, and Goose isn’t helping matters by sulking around about his dead fucking cousin. The man was stupid enough to be taken down by a woman. He deserved exactly what he got.When the bitches escaped, Goose and I were out doing surveillance to see how difficult it would be to launch an attack against Moon’s compound. Lucas had one fucking job—feed the women. He couldn’t even get that right.The only good thing right now is Goose found us another house. The dirty motel room was more than I
MadisonCelina joins us in the medical room while I stitch Alex’s forehead. He’s been grumbling at me since we left the conference room. Celina and I grin. We both know what his problem is. Even with blood covering one side of his face, the man is seriously sexy in his boots; he should wear them more often.“Stop whining, cowboy,” I say just to get under his skin after he complains I’m too rough with the needle. I glance at Celina and wink. She winces when I slide the needle through his skin and I start the serious work without teasing him.The injury is a little more than a scratch and requires nine stitches. Moon went to the control room to check on some new information while I tackle the whiney baby. Neither Moon nor Alex handles an injury well. Doesn’t matter if it’s a bullet or a splinter in their finger. Men!When I’m tying off the last stitch, Alex brings his hand up and grabs mine. “You okay?” he asks solemnly.He’s not talking about stitching him up. “I’ve been better,” I say
MoonMadison is waiting in our room when I’m finished with a few security details. I was extremely proud of how she handled herself in the earlier meeting. It doesn’t mean I’m not worried about what she’s been through. Her turnaround has been too quick. It’s possible she’ll take a step backward and hide in the dark again. If I dare mention that she’s delicate, I’ll be sleeping with Two Dogs for the foreseeable future.She’s sitting on the bed staring at her toes and when she sees me, a small smile quirks her lips. “You’ve been very patient with me.”“I love you,” I say simply and take her hand.She looks away, which bothers me. “I need to tell you everything that happened,” she whispers so low I almost don’t make out the words. “I know I shouldn’t be ashamed. My rational brain tells me this, but the irrational part is having trouble.”“Tell me when you’re ready, baby. I’ll be here.” I circle one arm around her back and she rests her head on my shoulder. “I just want it done and over w
MadisonSofia mentioned Dax’s new bodyguard the last time I spoke with her. Apparently, Dax met the guy in prison and at some point, saved his ass in a yard scuffle. To step in as Dax’s bodyguard meant the guy was dangerous. What I didn’t expect was his size. Dax is a large dude. Duke takes large to another proportion. He’s the biggest man I’ve ever seen in person—pure muscle on an almost seven-foot frame, shaved head, surprisingly intelligent blue eyes, clean-shaven, wearing jeans and a black skintight tee, with chain-accented black biker boots. The perfect, if there is such a thing, Aryan comes to mind. Sofia had reservations about him until he rescued her two-year-old hellion daughter from one of her many dangerous scrapes. She says the child is glued to the big man. Sofia used the word “big,” so I expected big. What I didn’t expect was someone who could go toe to toe with Andre the Giant. Shit, I think while covertly spying on him while he stands at Dax’s side, I wouldn’t have wan