King's Reign (Sydney Storm MC 6)

I put my hands to the bed either side of her and bent for a mouthful of tit. As I sucked and bit her, she took hold of my shoulders and gripped me hard. I grunted as her nails dug sharply into my skin, and bit her harder. Lily loved it rough and returned it to me. She reached her hands around to my back and clawed my skin there. That shit hit my veins and my mind at the same time, drawing a savage response from me.

I tore my mouth from her breast and found her eyes as I curled my hand around her throat. Applying enough pressure to steal some of her breath, I thrust hard inside her and growled, “You like that?”

She nodded, her need for me unmistakable, her nails digging into me again.

Her answer stirred my animal side further, and I finally succumbed to it. I allowed my needs to take over fully and pounded into her with unrelenting force. With both hands around her neck, I watched her take everything from me. Nothing escaped my notice. Not the way she bit the inside of her lips, or the way her breathing sped up, or the way her mouth parted and her tongue curled as the pleasure consumed her. I saw it all, and I fucking stored that shit in my mind. I didn’t want to forget any of it.

She came, eyes closed, hands gripping my biceps, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. I followed her over the edge a moment later, burying my face against her neck to muffle my roar. I stayed there until she let go of my arms and reached her hands up to the back of my neck and threaded her fingers through my hair.

Something about that caused my gut to tighten, and a feeling so violently demanding and unexplainable filled me. It rushed at me, claiming my attention unlike it had been in a long time. It wasn’t just one feeling; it was many intertwined, but together they equalled one.

Mine.

Lily was mine, and I would do whatever the fuck it took to keep her.

13

King

I eyed Zane. “So, you’re telling me it was one of Romano’s guys who killed Jen?”

“No, I’m telling you we’ve traced a car caught on the surveillance the day of the murder, to him. On top of that, we can’t trace any of the other vehicles in the area to anyone of significance to you. There are a couple we can’t track at all, but if I had to give you an opinion, I’d put it at around 95 percent certainty it was Romano.”

I leaned back in my office chair and exhaled the breath that had been trapped inside me for weeks. It had to have been Romano.

Zane didn’t wait for a response before continuing. “As for Brant, he’s left Sydney, and as best we can make out, he’s back in Melbourne. We had a hit on his credit card there last night. Still can’t confirm if Ivy is with him or not.”

“Keep tracking him. Winter was supposed to head down there tomorrow. I’ll move that up, and he can go today.”

“Will do.”

After he left, I sat for a moment thinking about all the shit we’d been through over the last few weeks thanks to Romano. While we still had stuff to work through, a weight had lifted off my shoulders. Now we could direct all our efforts to dealing with the feds and then Gambarro. That motherfucker still had to be taken care of.

I exited the office and headed out to search for Hyde. He’d arrived back at the clubhouse about half an hour ago after helping Nitro take care of a cleaning job that had been called in early this morning. Business was almost back to normal on all fronts. We just had one thing left to deal with before club life could go back to normal.

I found Hyde in the kitchen with Scott. Glancing up at me, he said, “Just got a call about that meet with Black Deeds scheduled for Monday. They wanna push it to Thursday. You good with that?”

“Yeah, but let Zero know we won’t push it again.” Looking at Scott, I asked, “You boys pulling out tonight?”

He nodded. “We’ll leave around eight. You sure you don’t need us anymore?”

“Zane’s just advised me he believes Romano was behind the shit that went down, so yeah, I’m sure.” To Hyde, I said, “Let everyone know they can move their families home.”

“It’s about fucking time,” he said, echoing my thoughts. It really fucking was.

Leaving them, I made my way to Annika’s room. I figured she’d be in there trying to get the kids to have an afternoon nap. I was right. She looked at me as I pushed the half-open door all the way open, and put her finger to her lips in a silencing motion.

I jerked my chin at the hallway and she nodded, holding up a finger to let me know she needed a minute.

While I waited for her outside the room, a text came through.

Lily: It’s official, I’m going to prison.

Me: Why?

Lily: Zara’s boyfriend just gave me lip. I really am going to kill the little shit.

Me: I could have a word with him