Reckoning (Wolfes of Manhattan 5)

Jim: Someone’s going to walk in. I’ve got a call button.

Buck: Try it.

Another long pause.

Jim: What the…?

Buck: I don’t leave anything to chance, Padre. No one’s going to come in here until well after I’m gone. As I’ve told you, I can shoot you dead and be out of here before anyone’s the wiser, so don’t even think you’re calling any shots. You don’t get to ask questions, and if I have to tell you again, you’re not leaving this place alive.

Jim: Then I won’t be able to tell you anything.

Buck: I have other ways. Now keep talking. We’re on Irene Lucent.

A heavy sigh. Then,

Jim: She was Derek’s first wife. They were high school sweethearts, except they didn’t go to the same school. Derek and I went to this fancy prep school, and Irene was a Hell’s Kitchen girl. Through and through.

Buck: How’d they meet, then?

Jim: Some youth thing through St. Andrew’s. It was a charity car wash or something.

Buck: A car wash. In New York City. Right.

Jim: Yeah, it was. We washed a lot of cabs.

Buck: I’ll pretend I believe you.

Jim: Why would I lie? You’ve got a fucking gun pointed at me. Plus, I already know I’m headed to prison. I know all about that showgirl who told her story. No way am I getting out of this. Why the hell do you think I wanted to kill myself?

Buck: We’re on Irene, Padre.

Jim: Right. Right. Derek loved her. Always did. That’s why he refused to divorce her.

Buck: So he was a bigamist.

Jim: He was, though he erased everything about Irene.

Buck: Why didn’t he just divorce her?

Jim: I just told you. He loved her.

Buck: Give me a break.

Jim: He did, man. I’m not kidding. Once he got his hands on Connie’s billion, he bought this island and set Irene up there. She was…

Buck: She was what?

Jim: She was pregnant.

So. My esteemed older brother, Jordan. That was how he’d begun. On this very island.

But Riley had said she’d been here… Why would he bring…?

Unless…

Shit, I wasn’t listening to the recording. “Buck. Rewind just a little, will you?”

“Sure thing.”

Buck: She was what?

Jim: She was pregnant.

Buck: So he’s got another kid? Who wasn’t mentioned in the will?

Jim: Oh, the kid’s doing fine. The whole island was left to him, along with all its amenities.

Buck: What amenities might those be?

Jim: It’s a resort. Sort of. For well-to-do guys who can spend a million dollars per day to stay there.

My eyebrows shot up. Keep listening, Rock.

Buck: What kind of place?

Jim: It’s a hunting ground. A real one.

Buck: Wait, you’re telling me…what, exactly?

Jim: The hunts we did here in New York, they were tests. For the women who could make it through. Those who did were guaranteed a job for life on the island.

Buck: A job doing what exactly?

Jim: A job as prey.

Buck: So for life you mean…

Jim: Yeah, exactly what I mean. For life…as long as they could stay alive.

40

Reid

I undressed my wife in a flash. I wanted to go slowly, truly I did, but my dick had other ideas. Happiness flowed through me like rainbows. God, how sickening, but no less true. All I could think about was getting inside her.

Inside my wife.

And I realized…

This would be the first time I made love to her as her husband. We hadn’t had our wedding night. Sure, we’d fooled around a little before dinner, but I’d stopped it.

Me.

Not my finest moment.

Of course, I hadn’t been expecting my wife to be kidnapped during dinner.

I kissed her lips, her neck, and then undressed myself in record speed and thrust inside her heat.

“Fuck,” I growled. “So wet.”

She was. So ready for me. Even under the current circumstances, we responded to each other on this raw and primal level.

She was mine. I was hers.

“I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” I panted above her, sweat dripping from my brow. “Never. I swear to you, Zee. Never again.”

She reached forward and touched my cheek. Damn, it burned. Just a simple touch and I felt it all the way to my soul.

I pumped and pumped, relishing every ridge inside her pussy, every beat of her heart in sync with mine.

I pumped, pumped, pumped. The orgasm didn’t even sneak up on me. It was simply there, as if it always had been. As if I’d been denied my love for far too long.

I exploded, thrusting deeply into her, making her mine in the most physical way. I’d have all of her now. She loved me as I loved her, and no one would ever separate us again.

I closed my eyes, letting the explosion in my cock take me to heights unknown. Each contraction spurred me further into oblivion—further into Zee—and I never wanted to leave.

Finally, my body began to calm.

I opened my eyes. Zee was smiling at me, threading her fingers through my hair damp with sweat.