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Hutch scowled. “Not as cool as it will be when it shows him in a maximum security prison on death row. We know he killed Crash and that he tried to kill Suzi, but I know there are more.”

“Of course, there are more.” Law had looked the man in the eye, and there was nothing but evil there. “He’s behind framing Jaxon, and it wouldn’t surprise me if he gave the go-ahead for every victim we found in the pond by Winnie’s cabin. That makes him an accessory, at the very least.”

“Oh, he’s more than that.” Deke's voice was deep and deadly. “He’s one of the masterminds and has been since his daughters were in high school. The Society put him in power, thinking they could control him. I don’t think they believe that anymore. I’d be willing to bet he’s got dirt on all of them. They can’t afford for the skeletons he’s collected to come to light.”

Hutch nodded. “The fact that he’s still alive after his latest round of fuck ups makes me think he’s got that information on some kind of automatic release if something happens to him. If not, the Society would have put a bullet in him by now.”

“Let’s see if we can capitalize on that,” Reid said. “Sawyer, I need you to find a way to make it look like we’ve found all those skeletons, and we want to deal. Maybe we can draw him out.”

Law doubted it, but he kept his opinion to himself. Nothing rattled men like the General. They believed they were invincible. The only way to stop a man like that was a bullet to the brain.

“Three. Two. One. Happy New Bedtime!”

Confetti shot everywhere, blanketing the air with minusculebits of paper and glitter.Not Going to Sleep Tonightblared over the speakers as each Little found her Daddy for a kiss, celebrating their new bedtime extension. Including him and damn that felt good.

After one more dance, Law took Lovelyn home. His girl had had a big day. It wasn’t every day you got a new job and attended your first Musketiara party. She needed her rest because Raleigh wanted them to come back the next day so she could do more training.

But before that, he had some training of his own that he wanted to do. And for that, he needed to get her home.

CHAPTER 20

Law led Lovelyn to the great room as soon as he brought her into the house. Once they crossed through the archway that served as the entrance, he spun her against the wall, pinning her hands over her head.

“You looked adorable tonight in your t-shirt and tutu at the party, fairy cat. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. Now I have you to myself, and we’re going to celebrate in a more personal way. Doesn’t that sound like fun, babygirl?”

He’d never tire of watching her eyes fill with tension and desire. “What kind of celebration, Viking?”

“This kind.”

He took her mouth without another word. When he tried to gain entrance, she kept her lips pressed together. That didn’t last long, because he sucked her bottom lip between his teeth and nipped it.

That was all it took to ignite his fairy cat’s passion. She opened for him, and he took full advantage, plunging his tongue deep into her mouth. It was all he could do to hold back a groan as the taste of her exploded throughout his body.

If she were a drug, he’d be addicted. He couldn’t have stopped even if he wanted to, and he didn’t want to stop. He’d never get enough of her taste, her scent, her softness. He’d never get enough of her.

Running his hands into her thick, silken hair, he tightened his fingers and tugged. Her moan of pleasure filled his mouth. She returned the favor, shoving her fingers through his hair, lightly scraping her nails against his scalp. Goosebumps prickled the back of his neck, and the sensation traveled down his spine.

His cock grew thick and heavy. He’d planned a much longer play time, but he wasn’t sure he’d last. And if she moaned in his mouth one more time, he was shoving her to the wall and fucking her senseless before he exploded.

It was always like this whenever they were together. He’d never responded to a woman the way he did to Lovelyn. She fulfilled him in every way. At that moment, he was lost. Somewhere in the last few days, he had fallen deeply, hopelessly in love with his little fairy cat.

He wanted to possess every inch of her. He showed her in the way his tongue stroked hers. In the way his teeth nipped and bit the sensitive area of her neck and shoulders. His lust to have her, possess her completely, so she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she was his, was almost impossible to control.

And she loved it, arching into him. His little fairy cat, in heat for him and not ashamed to show it. With a growl, he ripped open her fly and plunged his hand inside her lace panties.

It was a good thing she was wet because he couldn’t stop himself from plunging a finger inside her. He uttered another groan as her pussy sucked him right in. “Naughty girl, you’re so wet. Is all this for me?”

Her eyes fluttered shut as she answered him. “Yes, Daddy. You do this to me every time you’re near.” Her voice was breathy and filled with yearning.

“That’s a good thing, babygirl. Can you feel how hard you make my cock? That happens every time we’re together, too. Now hold still and let Daddy play.”

Her whimper drove him even closer to the edge of his control. Picking up the pace, he used his finger to drive her higher and higher, refusing to release her mouth. He wanted to swallow and feed on every sound she made.

Her needy pussy squeezed his finger, quivering and desperate for him, so he added another finger. There was a line he couldn’t cross, only so far he could allow his roughness to take him. She was a virgin, and he needed to be mindful. Still, he increased his pace, scissoring his fingers.

When he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth and nipped her tender flesh, she broke, coming hard, the muscles of her core spasming around his fingers. His cock throbbed, wanting to bury itself inside. It took every ounce of his control not to give in to that overwhelming need.

As she came down from orgasm, she buried her face in his chest. “I can’t believe I came like that, standing in the great room. We didn’t even make it to the couch.” A moment later, she added, “Um, are you going to move your hand?”

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