Page 34 of Claimed By the Deputies

“Much better,” I reply with a weak smile, then scoff. “Timothy keeps bragging about my brilliant mind and observational skill, yet I didn’t clock the empty gun.”

“Intelligence will never trump instinct,” Lucas replies and sits on the edge of the desk. His blue shirt hugs his sculpted torso, my fingers tingling at the thought of loosening his tie and ripping his shirt wide open. “Your survival instinct kicked in as soon as the guy grabbed you. Besides, there’s no way anyone knew the gun was unloaded until the cylinder was checked. It could’ve happened to anyone.”

“It shouldn’t have happened to me.”

Lucas chuckles softly. “You hold yourself to an impossible standard. You were never trained in the field. Your reaction was perfectly natural. If anything, I’m genuinely impressed that you had the presence of mind to elbow Stuart when you did. I’m pretty sure you saved his sorry ass.”

“I guess. He’s not getting out of prison anytime soon, is he?”

“He’s downstairs in holding now. So is Jade. They’re both getting arraigned tomorrow. We’re working out a deal with their lawyers, but it looks like they’re going to cooperate and tell us everything they know about their suppliers.” He smiles at me. “It’s the first real lead we’ve had on this network in a long time. And you’ve been instrumental in making it happen.”

“I might’ve riled Stuart up a bit when I mentioned the drugs in his pocket.”

“Mitch started it.” Lucas smiles broadly. “The profile we had on Stuart indicated the mousy type. We were wrong assuming he wouldn’t become violent.”

“For what it’s worth, I knew Tyler would save me. I just didn’t want Stuart to die.”

Lucas reaches out and cups my cheek in his hand. “That’s because you’re a good person, a decent human being. Just one of the many things I’ve come to like about you.”

“Isn’t this a professional setting?” I mumble, my stomach doing flip flops. His mere touch is enough to light a raging fire within me.

“It is, but I don’t mind breaking the rules every once in a while. Besides, I’m the boss.”

“I thought we were going to compartmentalize,” I manage to say as his fingers glide across my lips, lighting sparks everywhere.

“I could always stop,” Lucas replies, his gaze locked on mine, his hand covering my breast. He squeezes and I exhale sharply. “You could tell me to stop.”

“Don’t stop,” I whisper.

He squeezes my breast until I let out a small whimper. I reach for him—hard and huge, eager to fill me. This is the sweetest sin, and the prospect of what we’re about to do only makes it more exciting.

I unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, freeing him before I take him in my mouth. Lucas groans softly, caressing my face as I lick the precum from the tip of his cock, then slide the whole thing down my throat.

“Fuck, Tassia.”

He lifts my shirt and unhooks my bra with expert precision. I lick his shaft from the base to the tip, then suckle eagerly while he massages my breasts, teasing and pinching my nipples.

Suddenly, the door opens. I freeze.

“Relax,” Lucas whispers.

Slowly, I turn my head to see Tyler. He quickly closes the door behind him and locks it. “Don’t stop on my account,” he mutters, desire flaring in his gaze.

I must look downright unruly—my shirt rolled up, my lips glistening, Lucas’s throbbing erection pressing into my cheek.

“I… Oh god,” I manage. “This is?—”

“This is perfectly fine,” Tyler cuts me off. “Unless you don’t want it.”

“But I?—”

“You know what we’re like,” Lucas gently says, caressing my face. “Tyler wants this, Tassia, and so do I. All you have to say is no, and we’ll stop.”

I take a moment, a very short moment as I refer to the many fantasies I’ve had about the sheriff and his two deputies. More than once, I’ve imagined the three of them claiming me in the most decadent ways. I almost wish Mitch was here, but maybe it’s better if I ease into it.

Without a word, I stand up and take off my shirt and bra. Tyler and Lucas watch me, hungry and quiet, as I pull my pants down and kick off my shoes.

“This is insane,” I mumble.

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