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“Keep going,” Everett answered my unspoken question decisively. “I want to finish.”
“Okay, as long as you’re sure.”
He nodded, his face tight but more determined and serious than I’d seen him.
I showed him Tanner Belding next. He was another one who’d had no direct association with Matty, though Luca growled when his face showed up on the screen. Luca had gone to school with him and had used his connection with him to get into the party where Matty had been kept. He had gotten away during the chaos, which pissed Luca the fuck off. At least we’d been able to get the girl he’d had with him out.
Everett’s eyes widened in recognition. “That’s Tanner Belding.” He knew quite a bit about Tanner. Apparently, he’d lost a bunch of money a few years ago between gambling and a cocaine addiction. He’d arranged a deal with Mr. Verlice, and they’d used Everett’s skills to build Tanner’s financial stability and reputation back up. Tanner was one of the few people Everett had had contact with directly. From the way Everett explained it, I had a feeling Tanner hadn’t been supposed to bespeaking to him, but his gambling addiction rested for no one and he’d used Everett to make better picks.
“Do you know where he could be?”
“He talked a lot about Cannes and the French Riviera. He said that if this all blew up, he’d come find me and take me to his house there. He never gave an address, but I can narrow it down if I see a map.”
“That’s . . . Fuck. That would be huge, Everett. Thank you,” Luca told him sincerely. Everett smiled, pleased with the praise. Matty brought him even closer to his side, which I didn’t think was possible.
I showed him the last two people on our list: Vladimir Andreev and Bradley Fieldburg. He had no information on either of them. It was disappointing, but he had given us a ton. We’d been completely lost before this, so having anything to go off of was amazing.
I turned my attention fully to my work. I was vaguely aware of Matty leading Everett out, with Maverick close behind. Skye and Luca left shortly after, but I was too focused. There was so much now. I had to find someone. Find something. I wouldn’t fail Everett or the others by not using his hard-earned information to get somewhere.
I had no idea how much time had passed when a light touch had me jerking in my seat.
“Sorry.” Wes smiled apologetically. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, but you’re not hearing us.”
I blinked. Us? Then I realized that he and Brooks were still in the conference room with me. I glanced at the clock, afraid to see what it said, wincing when I realized three hours had passed. Three hours, and Wes and Brooks were still with me.
“Sorry. I lost track of time.” I stretched in the chair, ignoring the ache in my back and shoulders. The chairs in here weren’t nearly as comfortable as mine in the office. Wes was sitting nextto me. At some point, he had gotten more coffee and had a tablet in front of him. Brooks was on the love seat in the corner of the room. He was stretched out, his legs kicking in a rhythm only he could hear while he played on his phone.
“It’s lunchtime, angel. Let’s go get some food, then you can get settled at your desk.” He said it quietly, but I knew it wasn’t a suggestion. My gut fluttered in that way that was slightly uncomfortable, but in all the best ways. I wanted to argue, but my stomach growled, negating anything I could say.
“Yeah, okay. Um, yes, Daddy.”
Wes’s face lit up, so filled with love and pride, and it made walking away from my system totally worth it. He was right anyway. I needed to eat. Then, when I got back, I’d find Tanner Belding. Because I was so fucking close.
CHAPTER 19
MAVERICK
“You sure are loud for a toy,”I mumbled into Skye’s ear as I thrust into him. He was strapped down onto the spanking bench and couldn’t move an inch. He could make all sorts of noises, though, and even Brooks’s cock in his mouth wasn’t shutting him up.
We were in a holding pattern currently. The information Everett had given us could change everything, but until it was sorted through and plans were made, there wasn’t much we could do but wait. Luca and Diego had thrown themselves into their respective offices. Luca was making calls, reaching out to all his contacts, working to get any context on the things we’d learned. Diego had eight million different searches going on, but his main focus was narrowing down exactly where Tanner Belding was. He was the lowest on my list of priorities, but if one domino fell, then the others would topple.
The rest of us filled in where we could. Wes bounced back and forth between his two lovers, working his contacts with Luca and keeping Diego steady. Skye and I had been doing the groundwork, anything that could not be handled over the phone or on the computer, while Brooks mostly helped Diego.
He’d also been indulging in his service kink the last few days, bringing us all food and drinks, starting baths, and dragging us to work out or get fresh air.
But both my boys were getting anxious. Brooks needed more than service to stay steady, and Skye was on the verge of murdering someone if we didn’t get moving soon. So, four days after Everett had told us what he knew, it was clear I had to step in. I’d convinced them to join me in our dungeon, which was where we were now. Skye strapped down and Brooks gagged and cuffed and completely at my mercy.
“Clearly your dicklet isn’t big enough to keep the toy quiet,” I told Brooks casually, meeting his eyes over Skye’s prone form. He was already sporting a pretty sizable ball gag since neither of my boys were good at being quiet without help.
Brooks whined pitifully, his eyes big and hopeful, even though he already knew what I was going to say. So did Skye. He seemed to double his efforts, sucking the life out of Brooks’s dick. The boy’s legs shook with the effort to stay still and not fuck into Skye’s mouth. That was one of his orders, that Skye could suck his dick as long as he didn’t move. Skye’s directive? To get Brooks to come before I did, otherwise he wouldn’t get to at all. Of course, Brooks couldn’t come without my permission either, so it really was a test to see which one would fall first.
I threaded my fingers into Skye’s hair and pulled him roughly off Brooks. He whined in protest, but I ignored it, thrusting lazily into him. “Brat, go get the other gag for me.” Another lazy thrust.
Brooks’s body jerked with need, his cock angry and dripping. He didn’t get out of the cage much, so when he did, he was always so needy. I loved teasing him, both of them, and thankfully they got off on humiliation and degradation, so it was a win-win all the way around.
“Yessir,” he tried to say around the gag, though it sounded more like, “Yssssr.”
I grinned, watching as he took off. His hands were cuffed behind his back, but he was clever and the gag was easily reachable. Still, I enjoyed watching him maneuver to grab it.
