Page 114 of Claimed By the Deputies

“Oh, just like that, don’t stop!” I cry out.

The pressure builds as he thrusts in and out. Harder, deeper, faster he goes, my breasts bouncing as Tyler slides down my throat.

I listen to their ragged, rhythmic groans. The sound of skin slapping skin as Lucas pounds into me.

I can feel the four of us getting closer to the edge. It’s frantic, it’s savage, it’s desperate.

“Fucking hell!” Lucas growls as he stiffens deep inside me. I can feel the hot jet stream of his seed filling me to the brim.

My legs shake as Mitch comes next, spurting down my throat. I swallow every delicious drop before I let him go, taking Tyler next. He’s close, too, and as Lucas gives me the last of his thrusts, I look up and lose myself in Tyler’s hooded gaze.

“God, you’re perfect,” he says.

All I can do is smile.

A few dayshave passed since the showdown at the lodge. Frost Valley continues to linger in a heavy silence of uncertainty.

Hamilton is still the mayor—for now. There are whispered rumors and doubts rising. The town doesn’t trust him anymore. Too many people know about his involvement with the Silver Stallions and the Sinaloa cartel. He’s been holed up in his office, refusing to take calls or make any public appearances.

In the meantime, Lucas and the guys have been busy chasing down the runaway deputies. A few came back on their own to turn themselves in after they realized they weren’t going to get away with such treachery.

“This town can’t thank you enough,” the doctor tells Lucas as I’m lead into the examination room. “Let’s just hope it yields some better days ahead. I’d much rather focus on bringing new babies into the world than saving lost souls from another overdose or gang violence.”

“You and me both, Doc,” Lucas replies.

Tyler and Mitch are out serving the last of the arrest warrants for Rowan and Shaw, but we promised to contact them once the ultrasound is done.

“And how is our mother-to-be feeling today?” the doctor asks, giving me a warm smile.

“Hungry,” I chuckle.

“Good. That’s a great sign. It means you’re recovering well from the trauma of your abduction.”

“I’ve been well-cared for,” I say, looking lovingly at Lucas.

“Well, then, let’s see how baby is looking.”

I lay back on the exam table and lift my shirt while the doctor liberally applies gel to my belly and starts to move the ultrasound wand around.

“Well, look at that,” the doctor says, smiling.

“What exactly am I looking at?” Lucas asks, squinting at the screen.

“Twins?” I gasp, spotting two small shapes.

The doctor points at the two blips on the screen, a giant smile stretching across his face. “Twins,” he confirms.

“Twins?” Lucas manages, utter shock on his face. “Did you say twins?”

“Yes, sir. Without a doubt. You’re having twins.”

“Oh, wow,” I whisper, my heart swelling with both anxiety and excitement.

“Twins,” Lucas mutters, mostly to himself, still looking a little stunned.

“Yep,” the doctor says, chuckling. “I know it comes as a shock, but I can tell you that both babies appear very healthy. Want to hear their heartbeats?”

We both nod our heads emphatically. The doctor turns up the volume as he rolls the wand around on my belly. Suddenly, the room is filled with two strong heartbeats echoing one another.

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