Panting, I spread my legs wider and beckoned Kai closer. He cast a hate-filled glance at Leon, then ignored him as he leaned in to kiss me.
“What did you need to tell me?” I asked in a husky whisper, then gasped as Leon pumped three fingers inside me, fucking me hard with his hand and teasing my clit with his teeth.
Kai clenched his jaw, glancing down at Leon between my legs again. “Maybe it could wait,” he muttered. His mouth captured mine again, kissing me savagely as Leon’s mouth and hand drove me over the edge.
I came quickly, full body shudders ripping through me and my limbs all tensing up as my cunt strangled Leon’s fingers. He withdrew them slowly, then sat back on his heels to hold my gaze as he sucked them clean, one at a time.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, my pussy still fluttering with aftershocks.
Kai clearly couldn’t resist the temptation, his big hand skating down my body and sweeping his thumb over my swollen, aching clit. I jerked like I’d been electrocuted, and he responded by shoving three fingers into my soaking cunt.
“Oh shit,” I breathed, clenching and adjusting my weight on my hands.
Kai was breathing hard, his gaze hot and heavy as he pumped his fingers into my hypersensitive core. “Are you gonna come again, Siren?”
I groaned, pushing against his hand. “Like that’s even a question.”
He dipped his head, claiming my mouth once more as his hand pumped faster. I moaned and whimpered against his lips, but he just swallowed the noises with his hungry kisses, devouring me as his thumb found my clit. I exploded, my toes curling inside my boots and my vision going spotty as waves of intense desire swept through me.
When he released my mouth, I needed to take a handful of gulping breaths in a vain attempt to get my galloping heart rate under control.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Kai murmured, feathering loving kisses over my jaw. “I need to be inside you.” He swept me up in his arms, turning to stride out of the kitchen without even giving Leon a second glance.
As tempting as it was to let him carry me off for some bedroom fun, I swatted him around the head and wriggled out of his hold. “Cut it out, caveman,” I scolded. “We have a body to dispose of, and you said you had urgent information.”
Giving him a pointed look, I returned to the kitchen and grabbed the vodka from the freezer. I needed a drink to get my brain out of the gutter.
Leon smirked victory at Kai, then dropped a soft kiss to my shoulder as I poured out a shot.
“Fine,” Kai growled. “I located your guy.”
I knocked back my shot of vodka and barely even winced at the burn. “What guy?”
Kai quirked a brow, leaning his elbows on the island opposite me as a smug smile curved his lips. “Emmanuel Blanchet. I found him for you, ātaahua.”
My jaw dropped, and Leon sounded like he’d just choked on a mouthful of air.
“Bullshit,” Leon croaked when he stopped coughing. “Not possible.”
Kai just shrugged. “Jealous, bunny? You’re not the only one that can help Danny, after all.”
Well, shit. Maybe this competitive bullshit was actually going to get us somewhere.
38
The level of restraint that I showed, gritting my teeth and watching as my woman sucked another man’s cock, watching her wrap her perfect hand around his dick when she should have been only focused on me… it was unparalleled. I even shocked myself when I didn’t shoot him the moment her lips touched his tip.
In hindsight, I had to put it down to a couple of factors. One, my gun was out of reach, so to grab it, I would have had to stop fucking Danny’s mouth. Not an option. Two, she’d already been sucking my dick for a few minutes when that big dumb fuck walked in, so my brain was already deep in anything to please DeLuna mode. And three, I’d literally just tortured a guy, so my violent tendencies had been satisfied for the short term.
Those were the only reasons I could come up with as to why I’d tolerated that scene. That, and Danny had clearly been into it. And I was quickly discovering that if she asked, I delivered. No matter how I felt about it. Nothing was more important than her satisfaction.
But when dickhead claimed to have found Blanchet, I almost punched him in the teeth.
His intel was sketchy at best, but it was still better than I’d been able to uncover on Blanchet’s hideout. The fact that I hadn’t been able to track him down was unsurprising; Circle members went to great lengths to hide their identities. They took regular jobs or acted as mercenaries within the Guild. They changed their names, some in the past had even undergone routine plastic surgery to remain anonymous. At the end of the day, the only way to verify if someone was really on the Circle was with DNA.
So when shit-for-brains said he’d located Blanchet, I called bullshit.
Danny seemed more inclined to hear him out, which infuriated me, but once again I found myself agreeing. Because every time I resisted the urge to push the big dumb fuck headfirst into a sink full of water and hold him under, she gave me this… look. I fucking loved that look. Damn it, this was going to send me insane.
More insane.
To my intense relief, his intel turned out to be bad. Or not completely false, he had actually found a property belonging to Blanchet, but after a few calls and several hours of data collection, we could confirm that no one had stepped foot on the property since Blanchet purchased it seven years ago.
Honestly, it made me smug as fuck that Kai’s tip went nowhere. Sure, it would have been useful if he really had found Blanchet, but I wanted to be the one to deliver his head on a platter to my woman. I wanted the praise and glory of saving the one woman who never needed to be saved.
Eventually, as the sun was rising and Danny was half-asleep where she sat—not to mention half a bottle of vodka down—we agreed to call it a night.
She refused to let either one of us sleep with her in the master suite, so Kai and I reluctantly chose alternate bedrooms in the other wing of the house.
I was too worked up to sleep, though. Not that I ever really slept much on the best of days, but after spending so many nights away from my woman, the need to sleep with her in my arms was physically painful. In an attempt to distract myself, I took a shower and pulled on clean clothes thanks to the foresight of bringing my suitcase in from the car earlier.
Then I paced the floor of my chosen bedroom for a while before my control snapped.
I stepped out into the hallway and glanced over at the room Kai had picked. The door was shut, but I could hear the low rumble of his voice as he spoke on the phone to someone. Smirking to myself, I returned to my room to grab a micro-point screwdriver and some putty.
Silently, I crouched in front of his door and used one of my lock picks to stuff the keyhole full of quick-drying putty. Then I quickly removed the tiny screws holding the door handle together, sliding the handle out of the door completely and tossing it onto the carpet outside the bedroom.
Now, when he tried to open the door on his side, the handle would just fall out. And if he knew how to pick locks, he wouldn’t get far with all the putty gumming it up.
“Sucker,” I chuckled under my breath, then sauntered back toward the master suite with a bounce in my step. Maybe I couldn’t kill him, but I could mess with him. He’d already proven his temper was like that of a volcano, and I’d bet if I pushed him hard enough, he’d seriously fuck things up with Danny.