My mouth watered as he refocused the camera, showing me in first person point of view how he liked to jerk himself off. Then he came in thick white jets onto the mud beside his car and grunted filthy things about wishing he had come all over me instead.
Thoroughly relaxed and a bit dizzy, I collected my phone and brought it back to my face. “Where are you, anyway? Or did you just toss your load into a ditch somewhere?”
Leon gave a throaty laugh, sounding just as relaxed as I was. “Nah, I’m disposing of a body.” He circled around to the trunk of his car and popped the lid. Sure enough, there was a dead man all squashed up in the tight space with a bloody hole through his face. “I better get this done before someone spots me out here.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Fair enough. Call me when you have someone I can lean on for info?”
He flipped his camera back to his face and smiled. “I’ll call you when my flight lands, regardless of whether I have a lead. I’m addicted to the sound of your voice.”
“Among other things,” I chuckled. “Stay safe, Bunny.”
“De beaux rêves, mon amour.”
23
Stupid fucking wind buffeted my face from the stupid fucking broken windshield as I drove away from Danny’s safe house, and I gripped the steering wheel like I was strangling the life out of it. I utterly despised having to leave her, not knowing if she would still be there when I returned.
But she hadn’t left me much choice. I didn’t doubt she would probably kill Sam if he came at her again, and she would succeed. Regardless of how far he’d crossed the line while she was our prisoner, he was still my family. I couldn’t toss him to the white wolf without a second thought.
He’d been insistent on the phone, too. Firm that this was a dispute I needed to handle in person, myself. Truthfully, I wasn’t even shocked that we’d encountered this kind of thing. The whole state was such a mecca for criminals and gangs, drawn to Shadow Grove and Cloudcroft to clean their blood money in Timberwolf businesses. It was inevitable that we would run into a competitor sooner or later.
When I got back into Dogwood, the closest town, I dumped Danny’s damaged rental car and lifted a new one out of a parking lot. Without the constant howl of wind in my face, I could drive faster.
As it turned out, it wasn’t necessary. Not five minutes back on the road, and my sister called to tell me she had already handled the dispute.
“Why the fuck was Sam demanding I deal with it, then?” I roared, slamming my fist into the steering wheel and blasting the horn.
“Fuck if I know,” Mo replied, sounding frustrated. “I had it totally under control. Is Danny with you?”
I clenched my jaw so hard my teeth hurt, then jerked a tight U-turn on the road to return back to my woman. I just had to hope and pray she would still be there. “No,” I snapped. “She’s not. I’m heading back to her now, though. Deal with Sam for me. I don’t know what the fuck he thinks he’s playing at, but I’m not putting up with it.”
“You got it,” she replied. “But you can’t stay shacked up with your vicious little lover forever, Kai. You’ve got a business to run and revenge to seek… and the team is getting restless.”
I didn’t give a fuck what my team thought. Sam had beaten the crap out of her, Jae had drugged her, and Cyryl had physically tortured her—albeit on my orders. The fact that she let them do those things in order to maintain her cover was beside the point; I still needed some fucking space away from them so I didn’t rip their spines clean out of their bodies for hurting my Siren.
Besides, I had a gut feeling she would flirt with Jae again, just to watch me squirm. And then I’d have to kill him.
“You’re the one who wanted us to sort things out, Moana,” I accused, passing the blame.
She scoffed. “I thought you’d fuck her, then move on. Since when have you ever wanted a relationship with a woman? Not since—”
“Charlotte,” I muttered. “I’m aware.”
My sister gave a long sigh. “Is that what this is about, Kai? She’s not Charlotte. She’s like the polar opposite of Charlotte.”
Anger bubbled through my veins. “I’m painfully aware of this fact, Mo. Maybe when she was acting, I thought I saw some of Charlotte in her. But now that I’ve seen the real her? No, they couldn’t be more different, and I like her even more for it. She’s everything Charlotte wasn’t. Everything I never knew I needed. I won’t give her up again, so erase that idea from your head.”
Mo gave a frustrated sound. “You may not have that choice, brother. Or did you already forget how she kissed that Guild scum when he rescued her in Venice?”
She hadn’t been there, she didn’t see it. But of course Eli had told her everything, because despite his quiet demeanor, he loved to gossip.
Leon. He was a problem that needed to be dealt with, because if he tried to take her from me… well. Next time it might be me bringing a bazooka to a gunfight.
“I can deal with him,” I growled, already picturing how satisfying it’d be to pull the pin on a grenade and stuff it down his throat. Not a full size one, because I hadn’t failed biology or physics that hard. Just a little V40 mini grenade. It’d do the trick, turning his smug fucking face to nothing more than wet red confetti.
My sister’s laugh sounded like she wasn’t so sure I’d win in that fight. “Kai, brother, I love you. But he’s one of the Circle and an executioner? You don’t hold those positions if you’re easy to kill. Actually, on that topic, why haven’t you told Danny that he’s Circle? Surely that’s something she needs to know.”
I grunted. “It is. But the longer he doesn’t tell her, the more it’s gonna hurt when she finds out eventually. Then she might just kill him herself.”
“Or you,” Mo muttered, “but hey, who am I to offer relationship advice? I better go, anyway, Jae and Sam looked like they were about to get into a fight over something.”
“Have fun,” I replied, ending the call and accelerating faster. My gut was telling me I needed to get back to Danny, and I couldn’t chase away the sick feeling that she might be gone.
As I turned back onto the winding mountain road leading back to the safe house, the apprehension became too much to bear, and I pulled over to check my phone. I’d installed a camera in her room while she showered this morning, so it took no time at all to pull up the video feed.
My breath sucked in so sharply that I choked a little, realizing I’d tuned in right as she was getting herself off with a big purple vibrator.
“Holy fuck,” I breathed, enlarging the screen to get a better view. There was no sound, but she’d left the lights on, so it wasn’t hard to make out the details. Her back arched, her knees digging into the bed as she fucked herself with the toy, almost like she was putting on a show.
Did she know about my camera? Did she know I was watching?
Groaning, I unzipped my jeans and palmed my hard dick. That interrupted blow job earlier had left me with balls bluer than a Smurf. It was probably a good thing Mo had sorted shit out, because I’d have strangled Sam if I saw him, just for cockblocking me.