Page 124 of Wanted By a King

Gunner and Rocco chuckle at her words, which she doesn’t try to keep quiet this time, and I bite my fucking tongue, because I know she’d just love to prove herself right and bring out the monster in me right now.

“I didn’t fucking stutter earlier, Princess. You heard what I said. You know no other man’s room. No other man’s bike. Why the fuck would you think it’s okay totouchanother man?”

“Oh, you mean, like this?” She walks backward, a sinister grin spreading her pink lips, and I shake my head.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

Stopping at Gunner’s side, she glances at him, and the fucker has the nerve to shoot her a wink. A fucking wink! Then she turns her bratty gaze back to me and using her pointer finger, she presses it to Gunner’s shoulder.

That’s the last fucking thing she does before I have her over my shoulder, her legs flailing, her fists thumping into my back as I carry her through the clubhouse and back to our room.

Time for round fucking two.

I have Zoe back in my room and am about to strip her bare when a loud thump sounds on the bedroom door, and Munroe calls through the barrier.

“Church!” he calls. “New intel has just come in.”

“Fucking hell,” I mutter and Zoe pouts.

“I was actually looking forward to being punished again.”

With a grin, I growl in her face and slap her ass. “Hold that fucking thought. I’ll be back to devour you soon.”

I drag her in for a hot and heavy kiss, and it’s fucking torture dragging myself away from her.

I rearrange my hard dick in my jeans as I take each step down, and the moment I enter church it falls limp, understanding there’s no action here.

“What’s going on?” I ask, taking my seat next to Rocco, and sitting across from Gunner.

“Titch has some information to share about his covert operation.” Rocco explains, and the other guys chuckle.

“I don’t know that he’s been focused on much else but eating Beth’s cunt.” Stretch chuckles, and Titch goes bright fucking red.

“You found Adam?” I ask him, and he shrugs.

“Maybe. There’s this guy that’s been attending the parties. He’s a prospect for the Reapers, but still pretty new to the game. Comes from La Selva Beach, and he’s been tasked to encourage our locals to attend a recruitment drive, but they sell it as a big fucking party with all the blow and pussy a guy could want. The location isn’t divulged, but a meet up spot is sent out via text an hour before there’s a pick up where a fucking truck takes them to the party. That’s how he was recruited, and I heard him throwing around Adam’s name.”

“What, as a selling point?” I ask, and he nods. “Yeah, if it’s good enough for the all-star, then it’s good enough for everyone else.” Titch shakes his head. “Dumb fuckers can’t see the trap they are being lured into.”

“So why are you just telling me this now? You have been going to a few parties lately, but fucking wait until I’m about to go balls deep in my woman to bring this up.”

“Come on, man. That’s just fucking cruel saying that when the rest of us are in a fucking drought.” Stretch whines and I wave him off, not even interested in fighting with him about it.

“I only just found this information out. Sure, I befriended Casey, that’s his name, but he only gave up that info today. He wanted to catch up, so I took a case of beer down to the beach and fed him most of it while we sat under the pier drinking.”

Slowly, a grin spreads my lips wide. “Good work, prospect.”

Titch smiles, but tries to hide it, standing taller at the end of the table he hopes to be sitting at one day.

“So what’s next?” Rocco asks, leaning forward to place his arms on the table in front of him.

“Well, Casey wants me to go to the recruitment party next week. Says Adam will be there.” He shuffles from foot to foot. “I’ve been pretending to be a fan of Adam, and Casey hasn’t questioned it.”

“So you wait for a message and then go to a Reapers’ party on your own?” I ask and Titch nods. “No fucking way.”

“We could send someone with him.” Munroe suggests but Titch shakes his head. “Only those invited can attend.”

“I’m with Gray on this. No fucking way are we sending you into the Lion’s den.”

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