To Capture a Thorn (The Society 2)

“I was hoping you’d take me home and fuck my brains out. Each of you, together, in the same room, at the same time,” Sian said.

The moment she spoke, we all froze. I had to say I wasn’t sure if I’d heard her correctly. One look at the guys, and they seemed to do the same thing again.

Sian chuckled. “Have I shocked you all into silence? Are you guys alive?”

“Er … I don’t know if I can think right now, but I want to know why we’re not moving because, guys, I’m not going to be the one to argue, but she wants us, and I’m more than ready to get down with that action,” William said.

He grabbed Sian’s hand and tugged her out of my arms, and I laughed, following as he pretty much marched her across toward my parked car.

After climbing inside, I pulled out of the parking lot and put my foot to the gas. My dick was already hard as fucking rock, and my need grew with every single second that passed.

I forgot about the letter with the instructions. Alexander. All of it.

Right now, on Halloween night, I was only interested in one thing, getting inside Sian’s pussy.

We arrived at my dad’s house. There was no other car on the drive, not that I expected it. My dad tended to stay at the hospital for as long as possible. I hoped he stayed at the hospital tonight, especially as Sian pulled away from us and smiled at each of us in turn.

My heart raced. My cock ached.

I wanted inside her so damn badly.

We’d been so focused on helping her mother, we hadn’t taken time for ourselves, and to be honest, I missed her.

My wife.

The soon-to-be mother of my children.

Unlike my dad, I wasn’t going to wait around for anyone to steal her away. Sian would be ours. We’d already talked it over, Dante, William, Mateo, and I. We had a plan, and we were going to make sure under no circumstances was she ever going to be without us.

I was so focused on her, I didn’t see it happen.

I didn’t see Alexander lurking in the shadows until it was too late. He had his hand wrapped around Sian’s throat with a blade pointed at her face.

No, this couldn’t be happening.

Not now. Not after all this time of being careful. Sian showed real fear as the blade pressed against her cheek. A small pool of blood marking the spot where her father touched.

“Put the knife down,” I said.

None of us had any weapons. We’d just come from the hospital, and I’d been so fucking focused on getting a chance to fuck my wife, I hadn’t considered the safety of the house, and right now, I was so fucking pissed.

Alexander threw back his head and laughed. “Do you think I’m going to take orders from you, little boy? You’re very much mistaken.” He tightened his grip around Sian’s throat, jerking her left and right. “Did you all think I wouldn’t have this moment? You took everything from me.”

“You messed up,” William said. His hands were raised, showing he was no threat. “You weren’t careful.”

“I didn’t need to be careful. What I needed was for everyone to know how quickly shit can happen. How The Society can’t protect anyone. I’m the only one who can.”

“You didn’t prove that,” Dante said. “You showed the world and every single member within that you can never be trusted. The first opportunity available to you, you took advantage. That doesn’t show great leadership.”

“It shows cowardice. You hid behind your wife, beating her, forcing her to submit to you. You’re not a real man,” Mateo said.

Sian screamed as Alexander slid the knife across her cheek. The wound wasn’t too deep, but it was a warning shot, and it wasn’t going to be one I ignored.

“Stop, fuck, stop it.”

Alexander looked at each of us in turn. “You’re all pussy-whipped. I should have known it.”

“Put the girl down, Alexander. This is over.”

I spun around to find my father, Harrison, George, and Justin step into the hallway from the direction of my father’s office.

Lucas held a gun pointed straight at Alexander. With Sian in the way, there was no way I could risk my dad firing that gun, not without it potentially hitting Sian.

“Dad, stop,” I said.

“Yeah, Lucas, it would seem history is repeating itself, only this time, it’s my daughter in the firing line. You couldn’t protect Joan back then, and guess what, you can’t protect Sian.”

“Dad, stop it,” Sian said.

“You will shut your whoring fucking mouth.”

Tears filled Sian’s eyes as she looked at me. They were pleading for me to save her, but I didn’t know what to do.

“This is where you’re wrong. What I’m doing now is right the wrong I should have let unfold years ago. You were supposed to be dead, Alexander. That was the beating you got, but I stopped it, remember? The thanks I got was you taking our woman from us, and now targeting our sons, and then hurting your own daughter. I would have gladly let you take your pain and anger out on me, but not my boys, not Joan, and certainly not her daughter. Your brand of terror ends tonight.”