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“You’re the new Madame?” Vas asked her.

“Yes,” Nicholette answered, leaning her head against the couch. “That’s what Roderick needed to tell me this morning.”

“Is there anything else we need to know before we go back?” Sacha pointedly asked as Nic typed a long message on her phone, presumably to Emmerich.

She shook her head, and it seemed like every man in the room let out a shaky breath. Nic really knew how to pack a punch, so I thought we were all glad that we would get at least a little bit of a break after these last two hits. Sacha looked toward me then leaned down to whisper something to Nic before he extracted himself from her and got up to talk to the others. Bodhi went with him, leaving Nic and me on the couch with the illusion of privacy.

Nic turned to me, staying on her knees as she searched my face. I didn’t know what she was looking for, but a few seconds later, she scooted over and leaned against my leg. My hand was shaking as I petted her black hair, playing with the long strands.

“I’m still mad at you.”

Nic snorted softly. “Everyone here is still mad at me.”

“Wrenn might take the cake after today. You could have just knocked him out.” I kept my voice gentle, as if that might keep her from going off on me.

I could hear her swallow hard, and her voice cracked as she replied, “I know. Maybe I wanted to take the opportunity to lash out after all these years. Or it could have been the final fucking straw. All I want is my stalker to be gone and my brother to be safe, that’s it, and now it’s so much more complicated.”

I couldn’t not touch her at that point, so I bent down and scooped her up, setting her on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and snuggled close, seeking physical comfort. Honestly, I wanted the same. Burying my head in her neck, I breathed her in, thankful that we had found each other and sad that we shared a history I wouldn’t wish on anyone. None of us would blame her for cracking. Everyone here knew what it was like to be pushed to the limit and then beyond it. Hell, that was where we’d been for the last month with her gone; we’d done way worse things than putting a bullet in someone.

Now, I was just left wondering how the hell we were going to deal with everything else while tracking down her stalker. When I thought of the softening curves of her body, the babies growing inside of her, and my boyfriend who seemed on the verge of tumbling into his anger, I knew we had to get those answers fast.

Pressing a kiss to the top of Nic’s head, I looked up and met Sacha’s gaze. I knew he was thinking the same thing I was.

It was time to go underground again.

Nicholette

Tuesday

The ride back to Ansel’s place was quick, probably because I fell asleep. The stress of everything, especially the pregnancy, was all taking its toll. I woke up to Sacha unbuckling me and picking me up out of the seat. I started to protest, but he gave me a hard look that cut off any words. Guess my nap meant I was ready for his lecture about stealing his car.Well, okay, I earned that one.

Emmerich was waiting at the front door, but I didn’t have time to say hello to him since Sacha kept walking, going straight for the stairs. I could tell he had a lot on his mind because he headed straight for a bedroom and into the attached bathroom. Setting me on the counter, he gave me a soft order to stay there. He started running water for a bath while I fought the urge to let him care for me.

“Sacha—”

“No. No talking, Nic. You can follow my directions, or I’ll remove the choice for you.”

“With more duct tape?” I asked, unable to keep myself from alluding to Vas’ use of it when they grabbed me off the street.

“I’ll get creative,” he threatened, finally turning around to face me. He stepped into my personal space, long fingers skimming up my legs to the hem of my shirt. Slowly, he pulled it over my head, and I stayed silent, waiting for whatever he had planned. He placed the shirt on the counter, eyeing my naked chest since I didn’t have a bra on at the moment. I thought he would have reached for me then, cupping my breasts and teasing me, but Sacha surprised me. He simply moved on, pulling my leggings and underwear down so that I was sitting there naked while he remained completely clothed.

Tilting my head back, I stared at him, wondering what he was thinking. He was just standing there, looking me over from head to toe and back again, not touching me. His gaze lingered where Vas and now Maks had carved their names on my body, but besides a slight arching of an eyebrow, he didn’t react. I bit my lip, keeping myself from asking what he was doing. Everything had spiraled out of control today… Maeve, Wrenn, Ryan… It was nice to let him take over for a little while. As if he could sense the direction of my thoughts, he grabbed my chin hard enough that I hissed, firmly putting me in a space where he was in charge.God, I missed this.

“In this room, tonight, you’ll do everything I tell you to do. No questions, no smartass mouth. You’re going to feel every ounce of emotion and pain you put me through when you disappeared and since you’ve been back. I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to make you beg. But I’ll fucking worship every last inch of you, Nic. And at the end of it, you’re going to know you’ll never walk away from me again, little whore.Never.”

My throat was thick, emotion making my chest feel tight. My lips parted as if I were going to respond, but Sacha saved me from myself, slanting his mouth over mine to kiss me so thoroughly I felt dizzy. I threw myself into the kiss, willing to drown myself in him and his promises. Tugging at his clothes, I urged him to undress, pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders and working on the buttons of his shirt until he growled in frustration. He ripped it off his body so we could be skin to skin then made quick work of his slacks and his dress shoes. Once he was finally naked, he broke away from me, ignoring my attempts to keep kissing him.

We panted heavily, staring at each other, our cheeks flushed from arousal and steam.Shit, the tub.He turned around, twisting the knob so the water stopped, and luckily it hadn’t overflowed. Ansel would have been pissed if we damaged his house.

“Get in.”

“Join me?” I asked, knowing I needed him as close as possible. A hint of softness entered his brown eyes as he reached up and let his hair loose, those curls of his falling down around his face. He got into the tub and held out a hand to help me in. It was a tight fit, squeezing both of us in there, but once I was comfortably snuggled into his chest, I had no regrets about asking him to join me. Getting close to him was more important than being fully clean right now.

I knew how much I’d missed their company before, but with the feel of him against me, nothing between us, I realized just how much I missedhim. Sacha was my anchor in so many ways, and to be with him now… It was almost dizzying.

I ran my hand over his chest, humming in contentment, as I thought of what to say. He didn’t want to hear me talk tonight, I knew that, but there were things I needed him to know before any kind of worst-case scenario could happen.

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