“The only way you will get near Rebekah Ward is with my help. She doesn’t trust anyone.”
“How’d you earn her trust?” Hunter smirks. “Fuck her?”
I growl a low warning in my throat. I’m this close to punching this fucker out for being an arrogant dick. I know I should be grateful that he looked after Samara when I couldn’t, but the truth is, I want to cut his dick off because it’s been inside her.
“Stop it.” Samara bangs her fists on the table. “You two need to stop the macho-man acts. I love both of you, but in different ways. Hunter, Archer is my soulmate. You’ve known it the entire time. I’ve never lied to you about it. I can’t help the way my heart feels, but you know that it also beats for you, only in a different way. I need you both to stop fighting. Archer, I love Hunter. It’s different from what we have, but I will not sacrifice him from my life because we’ve slept together, and you can’t handle that. You weren’t around at the time, and Hunter has cared and loved me more than anyone else I’ve ever met. He’s the family I never had.” Samara reaches out and takes Hunter’s hand. “Maybe I’m selfish, but I’m not giving up either of you, ever. That doesn’t mean what happened the other day, with the threesome, will happen again. Right now, my body is yours, Archer. Hunter, you get my mind and spirit. We started this together, and we will finish it. You were the first person to believe me when I told you what had happened to me. I’ll never forget that.” Samara purses her lips together. “If you both keep fighting, then I’m going to bang your heads together and go do this on my own. So, play nicely.”
Hunter and I stare at each other. The room is silent. I can almost hear Mara preparing to enact her scheme of knocking sense into us. I reach my hand out to Hunter. He looks down at it and then takes it.
“Truce. You’ve looked after Samara better than I ever could. I won’t hurt her again. I’ve apologized to her, but I need to do the same to you because you had to pick her up and rebuild her. I’m sorry.”
He nods acceptance of my words.
“We need to work together to bring down the people that did this to both of you. There are so many others out there who are suffering. It stops now.” He pulls his hand away and shoves it into his jeans pocket. “You have my word that I won’t touch Mara again while you two figure out what is going on between you. I’ll only complicate issues with my magical dick.” He laughs, and the tension that has surrounded the three of us for the last few days evaporates.
“I think she’s discovered we both have dicks that can perform miracles.”
“Oh, dear God,” Samara exclaims and rolls her eyes, “Now I know why some women choose vibrators over men. They can’t speak. It makes life easier.”
“No vibrator can do what this can do.” Hunter grabs his crotch and jerks it.
I shake my head.
“Maybe we should remind her what we both can do again,” I add, and we all erupt into laughter.
“Truce.” Hunter holds his hand out again.
“Truce. Hunter, you have my word I won’t ever hurt her.”
“I know, but if you do, I’ll feed that miracle dick of yours to you.”
“Deal.”
“Can we get on with bringing down an empire now?” Samara places her hands on her hips and glares at me.
“Yes,” Hunter and I reply at the same time and take seats around the table.
“I think your right about Rebekah.” Samara pulls a picture of the woman out and places it forefront on the table. “She’s becoming more and more of a recluse as the firm grows. People go to her now, not the other way around. They are vetted and trusted. She gets the doctors and her employees to do most of the dirty work. She just reaps the benefits. Archer, would you say that’s the case?”
“Yes.” I look down at the woman who until recently I was sticking my dick into. I feel repulsed because she doesn’t compare to Mara. “The number of children they’ve taken is also larger than when we were young. She imports many from other orphanages around the country now. There are regular, monthly shipments just to maintain the supply for the increased demand. The regime is even stricter. A little while ago, two kids were caught having sex. There aren’t three strikes and you’re out anymore. I had to beat the boy to an inch of his life, and he was transferred straight into the training scheme after that. The girl — I doubt she’s still alive. If she is, I think she’ll wish she were dead because she was handed over to the soldiers.”