Page 29 of Empire of Carnage
It was just going to be a couple days, but it also just felt like we’d just all gotten each other back. How was I supposed to cope when they would be so far away? Yeah, Iwouldhave told them all to go too, because I was a stubborn puta and every time I cut myself I ended up pouring salt in the wound, and then I followed it with tequila and lime.
Ronan and Santos got on a plane the next day and left for Cove City. César was tempted to follow, a threat to the Crows right now might as well have been a threat on the Diablos Locos compound. But he’d also told me about the trust he had in his VP and that he knew he could hold down the fort.
I wanted that kind of faith in my own men.
I was just getting to know them though; it would come with time. I needed to be patient. I was building an entire fucking empire from the cremated ashes of what once was. It was an impossible expectation to think I would have all my pieces on the board this soon.
I sighed. I would take borrowed soldiers until then.
“Why don’t you take a breather,” Mateo rasped into my ear right as I reached for my phone to shut off the alarm. “Just a day or two off from being the big bad queen of Mexico and let me work on unwinding you for forty-eight hours.” He pulled my back into his chest and dropped his nose to my neck.
“If I was a man, and you were a woman. I would have assumed you were conspiring against me, and I’d be awfully suspicious of you trying to distract me for so long.” I stretched my neck out, giving him the space he needed to pepper kisses down my throat.
I arched my back, pressing my ass to his morning wood.
It was only six in the morning. I could give him a few hours, maybe not the forty-eight he asked for, but I could give him some of me. His hand caressed down my ribs and trickled their way down.
“The guys…” I breathed out just as his fingers traveled down to the waistband of my pajama shorts.
“They’re in Cove City. I can promise you I can make it so good you won’t even remember they aren’t here,” he said seductively, his fingers dancing over my underwear and giving me the softest friction.
Just enough to drive me crazy.
“That’s not what I meant. It’s just. It’s…” I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“It’s what, sunshine?” he asked, like he didn’t understand.
But his hands were moving with a mind of their own, and though my brain was struggling to figure it out, my body said, cállate idiota!
“It feels like cheating if they aren’t here. I don’t know, we got to this place where it felt like there was understanding, but with both of them gone. I don’t know. It just feels off.”
He hummed into my ear like he was thinking about it, his fingers sliding inside my panties through the side and with zero hesitation he plunged them in. Finding me already soaked for him.
“I can fix that.” I could hear the amusement in his voice, like he was really proud of his problem-solving abilities.
I gasped as he pulled out and used my arousal to coat my clit. He rubbed back and forth with the gentlest touch, like he already knew it wasn’t about how fast or hard he did it in just the few times we’d been together.
This one took notes.
He was a good boy.
He moved in circles, my head spinning with his fingers and just as I closed my eyes to relish in the moment, I heard the loud dialing of his phone blasting on speaker.
“What?” Ronan answered.
My entire body temperature skyrocketed.
“What are you doing?” I hissed, trying to turn.
“Our girl needs to get off,” Mateo said bluntly, and Ronan made a grunting sound on the phone.
“So why are you callingme?” Ronan said in his classic annoyed tone.
Mateo was unphased, plunging his fingers back inside of me and forcing a moan straight out of the depths of my chest.
“She’s concerned about the ethics of it all,” he said, pulling his fingers from inside me in order to assist me in fully removing my clothing.
“Get out,” Ronan barked over the phone.
