Property of Drex (Death Chasers MC 2)

“You surprised me,” I add, kissing my way up her neck. “Now you’re mine. So you’d better fucking love me, because I won’t let you go ever again.”

She shudders against me, and I continue the slow torment with my hand, even though my cock is straining against the fabric of my jeans.

“I do,” she whispers, forcing me to bite back a groan.

“Do what?” I ask, brushing my lips over hers now.

Our eyes connect, and she swallows hard as my finger stills inside her.

“I love you,” she whispers.

Not going to lie, that shit sounds good when she says it this time. And my lips crash against hers as my finger finds a steady rhythm inside her, rewarding her, thanking her, owning her. My tongue fucks her mouth like my finger fucks her pussy, and she writhes and moans beneath me while I keep her hands pinned above her head.

She cries out, breaking the kiss as her back arches off the bed, pushing herself against me as she grinds on my hand. When her inner muscles clench around my finger, I have to work damn hard not to go off in my pants right alongside her.

I watch her. Watch as her face twists in euphoric anguish… Watch as her breaths grow harsh and heavy… Watch her come apart under me. For me.

My name is on her lips, and I draw out her orgasm as long as possible, still watching her face as the emotions wash over her. I love her expressive face. Love seeing how she responds to me. Love seeing her.

As her body goes limp and sinks back onto the bed, I pull my finger out of her and slowly release her hands. She watches me as I draw my finger to my mouth to taste her, and her cheeks turn red.

Love that too.

My phone buzzes against my hip, and I inwardly groan before pulling it out to see who’s calling. It’s a random number, but considering the circumstances, I don’t hesitate to answer.

“Drex Caine,” I say over the line, still looking down at my half-naked girl.

“You have something I want, and you owe me.” The familiar voice has my back snapping straight, and I lift off Eve before turning around, putting my back to her.

“What do you want?”

“I’ll text you the info and the meeting place. Bring it and don’t bring your boys. Let’s keep this civil, Drex. I promise you don’t want a fight with me. I tend to leave a mess.”

The phone goes dead, and Eve’s arms come around my waist.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, prompting me to turn around.

I kiss her softly, trying to ease her mind.

“Nothing I can’t handle. But I have to—”

My phone goes off in my hand, and I look down to read the message. That request sounds much too simple, but I don’t argue. If Sarah wanted me dead, I’d probably already be dead.

“I need to go.”

Eve goes stiff against me, and I grab her shorts, handing them to her.

“You’re coming with me,” I tell her. “Not leaving you alone anymore. Besides, she only said I couldn’t bring the guys. Nothing about you.”

“She?” Eve asks, scrambling to pull her shorts on.

“Sarah is calling in a favor,” I sigh. I just wish I knew why.

Chapter 40

EVE

The bike is still vibrating against my inner thighs as we pull up and idle in front of a different motel than I left. Not that I told the guys what motel that was.

Drex helps me off, then shuts off the bike before standing and grabbing my hand. He pushes open a door without knocking, and immediately my eyes find the relaxed blonde against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest, gun in hand.

“You said I couldn’t bring one of the guys,” Drex tells her.

I wave awkwardly at Sarah, and she smiles warmly at me while putting her gun in a holster at her leg.

“That’s why I like you, Drex,” she says, dragging her eyes back to him. “A man of honor who looks for loopholes. You got what I asked for?”

Drex pulls a file from the back of his jeans and tosses it on the nearby bed that is made a little too pristine for a place like this.

She eyes it then looks back at him.

“Not sure why your hacker couldn’t have dug up what we did.”

Her eyes flash to mine questioningly, but I shake my head. I haven’t said a word about her hacker. She relaxes subtly, not letting Drex notice that she was worried for a brief moment.

“My hacker is a good guy—or trying to be. Besides, I owe him too many favors as it is. You owed me.”

“Don’t feel like this makes us even for you saving Eve’s life,” Drex grunts.

Sarah’s eyebrows go up. “This isn’t for saving Eve’s life. I did that because I wanted to. And because those bastards shot my girl. Take care of Colleen, by the way. Don’t let them near her again.” She bends, keeping her eyes on Drex warily, and snatches up the file. “You owed me this for finding your thorn.”