Page 34 of Fear the Reaper
But being betrayed by his brothers had scarred him.
Silently, I gave myself to Reaper.
On my knees before him, I tried desperately to make him forget by pulling him as far down my throat as I could. A rumble filtered from him and vibrated around the room. Still, I touched him, caressed him, took him deep until he growled and took me hard and fast on top of the desk. His powerful body moved against mine, causing the desk to creak under our combined weight.
But I wanted it all.
One orgasm surged through me, making me fall forward, breasts squeezing into the hard surface of the desk.
The second had my knees shaking as I sank my teeth into my bottom lip and moaned. It was my way of trying to keep the cries of passion inside me.
Reaper spun me around, lifted me to my back on top the desk and drove into me once more. This time, when my body crashed, I couldn’t hide it. I dung my nails into his muscular ass cheeks and screamed the only thing I could in that moment—
His name.
“That’s what I’ve been waiting for, Nova.” Reaper leaned in, kissed me roughly then pulled from my body.
His excitement flowed against my skin, burning me sweetly. I writhed beneath him, purring my contentment.
We slipped to the floor on her backs, naked, panting and covered in sweat. “Not everyone will be loyal to you, Reaper.” I somehow managed. “But if you were to choose me, you would never have to worry about that.”
He pushed my hair back and kissed my forehead. “We should shower. Or the very least move this to the bedroom. We’d certainly give the guys a heart attack if any of them were to walk in.”
I giggled.
Maverick “Reaper” Forge
The next morning was a rush.Estelle decided to head to Canada to stay with her mother until things cooled down. She tried getting Star to go with her, but Star wouldn’t budge. A part of me wished she had accepted Estelle’s offer. At least then, I could maneuver without worrying about her safety.
While Molly drove Estelle to the airport, I hunkered down with Swede and Kujo, while Six kept getting Star to throw his ball across the room. When he became tired, he dropped the ball, hopped up onto the chair and cuddled into Star’s body.
“So, I think I have this book figured out,” Swede was saying. The excitement in his voice hadn’t escaped me. “See these right here?” He pointed to where he’d scanned pages from the book. “They’re jobs. And over here, are dollar amounts.”
“How much Brian’s getting paid to do the job?”
Swede nodded. “Basically, Osman Heller. Nova Shoo. $50,000 means, some jerk-off name Heller is paying this chump fifty grand to kill Star.”
“That’s all my life is worth?” Star muttered.
“I supposed not. It’s just his share,” Kujo said. “According to my sources, there’s a bounty on your head. It’s three point five million. Brian works with a group of low-lives who split any bounty they collect.”
Star sighed and lounged back further in the chair. “I just wanted to do good. I never thought people wouldactuallywant me dead.”
“No offence, Star,” Swede said. “But if you blew my life up I’d want you dead too.”
“Thanks for that,” she said dryly.
I cleared my throat and shifted in my seat. “Okay, the burning question. Who put the bounty out?”
“Heller,” Kujo replied.
“Then he’s the one we want to go after.” I pointed to the name on the screen. “If we can get him, he can’t pay his bounty, the deal is off.”
“Then again, he might have a back-up plan.” Kujo rationalized. “If anything happens to him, the deal is still on type deal. These assholes always,alwayshave a way around things.”
“Okay then—I guess we do this the hard way.” Reaper’s voice rumbled.
“What does that mean?” Star asked from where she was cuddling Six.
