Devil (The Marchesi Family 3)

“You can’t—”

“I can do anything I want.”

“You’re fucking infuriating.”

“You’re not the first person to say that. Now tell me what the fuck you want. I tightened my grip on his cock.”

“I want to come. And I want… Goddammit, I want to feel you come inside me.”

I imagined what that would be like without the condom. I would fucking love to watch my cum slide from his ass and lick it up as it ran down his legs.

I worked him faster as I kept fucking him.

“Don’t stop,” he demanded. “Don’t you dare fucking stop this time.”

This time, I let him get away with ordering me around. Seconds later, he groaned deeply, and I swear I felt it vibrate all the way to his ass. Cum shot from him so forcefully it hit his chin. He was so gorgeous writhing against me, his body covered in sweat and cum. I drove deep into his ass and let myself go, pumping my load into the condom.

7

Joe

The room spun as Devil collapsed against my spunk-covered chest. Without a doubt, that had been the most incredible sex I’d ever had. But as much as I wanted it to, I knew it couldn’t happen again.

I winced when Devil pulled out and rolled over. When I’d caught my breath, I turned on my side to face him. He was smiling at me. “I told you I had what you wanted.”

Why did even his arrogance turn me on? This was such an enormous mistake. I needed him gone.

Heart pounding, I rolled to my other side and reached for the gun he’d left on the nightstand. His eyes widened as I pointed it at him.

“Damn. I thought twice would be enough, but if you want to go for round three, I’ll see what I can do.”

Everything was a joke to him. “What I want is for you to get out of my fucking house.”

He shook his head, obnoxious smirk still in place. “We could have so much fun together if you weren’t a cop.”

“I am a cop, and up until now, I’ve been one who played by the rules. This isn’t me. This is some fucked-up shit I’m doing because it’s worth it to get rid of Murphy.”

“I don’t doubt you believe in your idea of justice or that you want to help victims and put murderers behind bars, but this”—he looked pointedly at my cock, and I felt it try to stir—“is all about raw need. Maybe no one but me has ever shown you how to let go. Maybe you want to suppress this desire, but it’s real. Too bad I have to walk away now.”

I didn’t want him to be right. I wanted what he’d awakened in me to go away just like I wanted him to, but I didn’t think it would. And I didn’t think he was really going to disappear from my life.

Two days later, I woke to a call from my lieutenant. “Daniels, get down here. Murphy’s been found dead.”

Oh God, no. “Dead?” The word came out as a squeak.

“They’re saying it looks like a suicide. They found a folder lying next to him full of evidence he’d been taking payments for special consideration of suspects. The same kind of evidence you’d gathered.”

“Wait. You’re not… I didn’t…”

“I know you didn’t kill him, but we need to talk. The faster you get here, the better chance I can make sure you get to take over his cases. We sure as fuck don’t want anyone less than golden taking over where he left off.”

Less than golden? Like a cop that made a bargain to get rid of Murphy, a bargain that was never supposed to include fucking murder? A cop who was willing to compromise an investigation to make that happen? Yeah, I was really nice and shiny.

“I’ll be there as fast as I can, sir.”

I called Devil. We’d exchanged numbers so we could communicate about our bargain, and he’d texted me late last night to say he’d fulfilled his requirements.

“What the fuck did you do?” I yelled when he answered.

“I handled your problem.”

“You were supposed to get Murphy brought up on charges and dismissed from the department. I wanted him to lose his badge.”

“If he’s dead, he’s less likely to come after you.”

Was Devil trying to protect me in some twisted way? “The whole reason I had you handle it was so he wouldn’t know about me.”

“The only way to really take care of an enemy is to put them in the ground.

“I never wanted that to happen. I wouldn’t have—”

“Trust me. It was necessary. Murphy’s handler would have eliminated him once he was exposed anyway. At least I didn’t have him tortured first.”

I didn’t know if Devil was right or not, but it sounded plausible. If Murphy had been fired, he wouldn’t have been any use to whoever was paying him. “I talked to my lieutenant. He’s going to do his best to get me all Murphy’s cases. I’ll show him the evidence I gathered as soon as I get in and let you know when it’s done.”