Distraction (Underground Kings 3)

“This is good,” Kai mutters, and Justin’s eyes open to meet his. “It’s done. We didn’t even have to get our hands dirty. I don’t know about you, but I have enough black on my soul.”

“All this shit was for nothing. I could have fucking sent her that shit weeks ago. I’ve been away from my wife for weeks dealing with this shit. You guys came out here to deal with it, and now—”

“It’s done,” I repeat Kai’s words, cutting him off. “Aedan gets what he wants, and we leave all this shit behind us. I got my vengeance, and now I’m going to get my girl, take her home, and then tell her in the morning that we’re getting married. At the end of the day, we all got what we wanted. None of the other shit matters.”

“Sven’s right, Justin,” Kenton says quietly. “Paulie and his son are both dead. You know where they were making the drugs thanks to Lane, and the cops are shutting the lab down, probably as we speak. It’s time to go home. You know Aubrey and Jenna need you there with them.”

Visibly swallowing, he fists his hands at his sides and I now understand what changed about him. It’s not that he suddenly became hard. He suddenly found himself caring for two people who he feels he needs to protect from the world. “Your girls are lucky to have you, man,” I whisper, meeting his gaze. “But I guarantee they just need you. Believe me when I say that.”

Nodding, his head drops forward and he pulls in a breath. “Do you want to help me find my phone?” he asks after a moment, and we all laugh, but then we spend the next forty minutes searching for his cell. Once we find it, the sun is starting to rise and we head back to Kai’s. All of the girls are awake, so we stay for breakfast then say our goodbyes and head home.

Chapter 13

Sven

True happiness

“I’m marrying Maggie. If you want to walk her down the aisle, you need to be at the Harmony Chapel in an hour,” I tell Maggie’s dad as soon as he picks up the phone.

“I’m guessing I can’t talk you into waiting a few months?”

“Nope,” I deny, smiling at the ground under my feet.

“Does my daughter even know she’s getting married?” he asks, and I laugh, looking toward the store I sent Maggie into after she told me there was no way she is getting married without at least wearing a dress.

“She knows,” I mumble, hearing him laugh.

“We’ll be there,” he replies, hanging up.

Shoving my cell into my pocket, I look through the window, seeing Maggie talking to one of the sales girls. Knowing she’s okay I walk to the building next-door and go inside to pick up one more item before we make our way to the chapel.

Watching Maggie walk toward me with her arm entwined with her father’s I feel my heart beat kick up. She looks more beautiful than I have ever seen her. Her strapless white dress hugs each of her curves perfectly; her eyes are shinning with love, and the smile on her face, fuck that smile is a smile I would kill for.

“You look beautiful,” I whisper, taking her from her father at the top of the aisle.

“You look very handsome yourself,” she whispers back.

Pressing a brief kiss to her lips, I nod at her dad then turn her toward the minister to make her my wife.

*

“We could have at least had dinner with my parents,” Maggie complains as I guide her into the private elevator blindfolded.

“We could have,” I agree picking her up when the elevator comes to a stop. “But then I would have sat with a hard on all through dinner, thinking of all the ways I want to remove this dress,” I explain, nibbling her ear as her arms wrap around my shoulders.

“Where are we?” she asks as I set her on her feet.

“We don’t have time to take a honeymoon right now.” I pull off her blindfold, watching her face light up. “I figured we could spend a few days here naked instead.”

Biting her lips she spins in a circle taking in the penthouse. “Oh my god,” she whispers in awe, walking to the swimming pool in the middle of the room.

“Naked in this place with you for a few days is better than any honeymoon I could have dreamt up.” She grins, walking backward and I start to prowl after her. Then I laugh when she takes off running, catching up with her when she traps herself in the bedroom, I push her down onto the bed. Lifting my weight off her, I search her eyes then lower my mouth over hers. I will never be worthy of the love I see in her eyes, but every fucking day I will try to earn it.

*

Maggie

Heading to the bed from the bathroom, I stop in my tracks as my eyes land on my sleeping husband. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen him shirtless, but I know it’s more times than I can count. I’ve also memorized the way he looks naked, how he feels pressed against me, how he tastes, what it feels like when he holds me. I’ve memorized everything about him, but the visual I have now is one I want forever.

I used to think love was a fairy tale, an impossible dream, but having what I have with Sven, I know that not only is it possible, but it’s something that happens when you least expect it. It takes you for a ride you may not be ready for, but it leaves you steady on your feet when you get off.

Moving quietly to the bed, I put my knees on the mattress

and run my finger over the thick platinum band on Sven’s finger, admiring what it is and what it stands for.

“Why are you up?” he asks, opening one eye to peek at me while his fingers wrap around mine.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I tell him, falling to my side and scooting closer to him.

“You couldn’t?” he asks, getting up on his elbow while his fingers run down between my breasts.

“No.” I smile, parting my thighs.

“Eager, are we?” He grins, leaning down to kiss me as his fingers roll over my clit, making my hips jerk.

“I like my husband’s fingers,” I breathe, running my own through his hair.

“Just my fingers?” he asks, sliding one then two deep, rolling them over my G-spot, causing me to gasp.

“I don’t know. I also like your mouth and your…you know.”

Chuckling, he scoots down the bed, swings one of my legs over his shoulder, and licks while his fingers pump. “I think you should tell me what your favorite is out of the three.” He licks me again and my hands move to hold him in place. By the time he’s done, my eyes are heavy, and if I had to tell anyone what my favorite was, I wouldn’t be able to, because he’s a master with all three.

*

Kenton

Rolling over, I place my hand out on the mattress and come up with air. “What the fuck?” Opening my eyes, I lift my head and see the bed is empty, but the light in the attached bathroom is on, and I can hear whimpering coming from in there. Getting out of bed, I don’t even bother finding my pants. I pick my gun up off the side table and slowly make my way to the bathroom door, which is open a crack, where I can see Autumn through the mirror, standing naked in front of the sink with tears in her eyes. “Baby, what the fuck?” I ask, swinging the door fully open, watching her jump when our gazes connect.

“I…I can’t believe it,” she whispers, smiling while more tears fill her beautiful eyes.

“Believe what?” I ask quietly, setting my gun on the counter so I can take her into my arms.

“This,” she whispers, reaching behind me then tucking her arms between us.