Her Mafia Destiny (Maclean Mafia Men 1)

Chapter Seventeen

The next several hours were the most grueling he’d ever had in his life.

Most everyone showed up, and everyone was completely shocked at what happened and the truth about Freya.

Freya’s boys, Drew, Ethan, and Gavin, took it hard. Not so much that they lost her, but because she destroyed so many lives over such a long period of time, and they hadn’t seen that she was mentally off.

Alastair sat with Beth on his lap as the detective talked about the hair they’d been told about. They suspected the locks of hair were from every victim Freya had killed.

“What about the hair in the box?” Graham asked.

“We have to test the DNA to be sure, but we suspect it was her husband. We’re opening an investigation into his death now. From what we can guess, she had to get rid of him to be able to be here with Angus.”

Everyone looked dazed.

“I’ll take off so you folks can get some sleep. Alastair, I’ll be in touch.”

“Thanks, Derek.”

Everyone sat around in stunned silence. Each of them would have to deal with the night’s event in their own way and time.

Alastair cleared his throat. “I’d like you all to stay here tonight. Drew, Ethan, and Gavin, you still have your rooms here.”

One by one, they nodded, stood, and walked out. A few of his brothers, his father, and Beth were left.

“I’m going to take Beth up.”

Clarice walked into the room. “I’ll go with your father.”

“Thank you, Clarice,” Angus said. “I think I’ll need the extra help tonight.”

“If you need anything, Dad, call on any of us. If you don’t want to be alone, I can stay with you,” Blake said.

“I’m fine right now, son. But maybe later. If not, I’ll see you all at breakfast.”

Alastair carried Beth up the steps.

“I can walk,” she said.

“I know. I can’t put you down yet.”

She pressed a kiss to his neck. “You don’t ever have to put me down.”

Alastair shut and locked their door, then carried her into the bathroom. He stripped them both and pulled her into the shower, where he gently washed her from head to toe.

She pulled the sponge from his hands. “Now, it’s my turn.”

Beth started at his neck and washed his whole body.

His pulse skipped in his chest when she went on her knees in front of him and used both hands to clutch his cock.

“Baby, I’m not sure…”

“Just for a minute. Please, Alastair.”

He gritted his teeth and speared his fingers into her hair. “I won’t be able to take this long.”

A groan tore from his throat when she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. “Jesus Christ, woman,” he yelled. “You’re going to pay for that.”

He smiled when she giggled. He could only take the torment for less than a minute. He pulled her off and lifted her into his arms.

“You started this. Now you’re going to give me everything tonight.”

She nodded and started pressing kisses to his neck. He just about came when she bit down.

He got them out of the shower and dried off. He couldn’t wait for her hair to dry all the way before he took her and laid her on their bedspread.

Then he stood back, gripping his cock in his hand, staring down at her. “Fuck, you are so fucking beautiful.”

“I think you’re beautiful, too.”

A grin crossed his face. “Men aren’t beautiful.”

“My man is.”

His eyebrows rose. “Oh, you want to play a little rough tonight, huh?”

She nodded and cupped her breasts.

“Are you sure you’re up for it? You were really sick a few days ago.”

“Alastair, I’m all better. I need you tonight. I need to feel you everywhere because I just about lost you.”

He came down on her, bracing his weight on his elbows. “I just about lost you tonight, and it would have destroyed me. I’m not letting you out of my sight for a long time.”

She combed his hair with her fingers. It had grown out a bit. Now, she was able to run her fingers through it.

“I don’t want you to.”

“Good.” He started kissing her, delving his tongue into her mouth to taste every part of her. Her little gasps became louder the farther he went down her body.

When he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, she arched off the mattress and cried out. He spent a few minutes making her tits stand at stiff attention.

Her belly button was teased by his tongue until she squirmed and giggled. Then he finally made it down to his personal oasis. His thumbs separated her cunt lips, and he blew on her hard, red clit, making her scream. It never failed. The move always drove her crazy.

“Please, Alastair. Don’t tease tonight.”

He chuckled. “I’ll try not to, baby.” After the night they had, he needed to make her come a few times just to release the tension he felt in her body. He knew it would hit her eventually that two women died in front of her, and one of them threatened to kill her, but he would be there to hold her and get her through it. At the moment, he was just planning to get her through the night.