Distraction: An underground kings novel (22 page)

“I believe you.”

“Good, now go tell the guys what’s going on then come back up and shower with me,” I tell her, watching her eyes heat before dropping to my side where I was shot.

“I think I’ll make lunch,” she mutters, sounding disappointed.

“Maggie—”

“Do you want me to make you a turkey and Swiss?” she asks, and I fight back the smile I feel, thinking about her wearing her meat-gloves and making me a sandwich.

“I want you sitting on my face. That’s what I want.”

“Sven,” she breathes, swaying toward me.

“Go tell the guys what I said then come back up here.”

“I don’t think—”

Bending my face closer to her, I repeat, “Go tell the guys what I said, and if you don’t come back to me and I have to come hunting for you, I will fuck you wherever I find you. So unless you want to piss me off, come back to me quickly.”

“Sven,” she repeats, breathlessly, leaning up on her toes touching her mouth to mine, then turns and walks out of the room.

I haven’t had her in weeks. I wanted her to heal and knew I needed to do the same, but I got the go-ahead from the doctor a few days ago. She heard him tell me it was all good, and still she was keeping herself from me, but that was going to end. No way did I want to fuck her in Kai’s house with everyone there to hear her moan. Finishing my workout, I head for the bedroom and notice she still hasn’t made her way back upstairs. Giving her the benefit of the doubt, I head for the shower, turn it on, and let the water heat up while I take off my shirt. The scars on my chest are small from the surgery, but the skin is still red around the bullet wound. The doctor’s biggest concern is that since my lung has been collapsed, that could reoccur once more. He has no other worries and wasn’t surprised by how quickly I was healing. Hearing the bathroom door open, I watch Maggie stick her head in with her eyes glued to the shower stall.

“You didn’t miss anything,” I tell her, watching her jump when her eyes swing to me.

“I…I’ve been thinking about this, and I don’t think we should do it,” she mumbles, still standing outside the door with just her head inside.

“We’ve done this more times than I can count, and I know we should do it, because if we don’t, when I take you at Kai’s house, you’re going to wake up everyone in the fucking place. I know you, baby, so I know you’re not going to want to be embarrassed when they hear you coming.”

“I’m not loud,” she hisses, and I move toward her, pull the door from her grasp, take her hand, and pull her inside.

Pushing the door closed, I mutter, “You are,” while covering her mouth with mine and moving with her as she tries to back up, only to hit the door, leaving her with nowhere to go. Her hands move to my chest to push me off, but the moment my hand moves up over her breast, her mouth opens for me, my tongue slides in, and she moans.

“Sven,” she breathes as my mouth leaves hers and travels down her neck while my hands skim her shirt up and over her head, noticing she doesn’t have on a bra. Sliding one hand into her shorts, I roll my fingers over her clit and dip my head, pulling her nipple into my mouth and biting down on the tip as my fingers work faster.

I pull back and catch her eyes. “Unless it’s just me and you, you wear a bra when there are men in the house.”

“I—” Her chest heaves and her pussy convulses.

“That wasn’t an intro to a conversation, baby. It’s just me telling you straight-up I will be pissed if you don’t do what I say, now lose the shorts.” Her hands drop from my shoulders and move to her waist. I bite back my smile as she quickly unhooks her button, pushes her shorts to the floor, and kicks them away. I slide my hand deeper between her legs. “Wet,” I groan, slipping one then two fingers inside of her.

Her hips start to move in sync with my fingers and her hands move, one wrapping around my hip, the other moving to hold onto my hair as my mouth covers her breast, and I pull her nipple in, sucking hard. “Counter. Bend over it now,” I order, taking a step back and feeling my chest heave. Her eyes scan my face for only a moment before she moves to the counter and tentatively bends over it. Moving behind her, I catch her eyes in the mirror, lean forward, and kiss her back while my foot kicks her feet farther apart.

“Honey,” she whispers, her back arching and her ass tipping. Moving my hands up the curve of her ass, I hold her open and watch as the tip of my cock pushes inside of her slowly, inch-by-inch. Pulling my eyes from us, I look at her and watch her head fly back, her mass of hair flying through the air, her eyes closing, and her lips parting on a gasp.

“Look at me.” I plant myself inside her, feeling her walls contract. Her head dips forward, and her eyes slowly open and lock on mine. “Never keep yourself from me,” I grunt, pulling out slow, moving back in even slower. “Never, baby.”

“Never,” she whispers, tilting her ass higher and sending me sinking deeper.

Wrapping one hand around her hip, I slide the other forward and roll it over her clit, watching her eyes go half-mast.

“Please, harder,” she whimpers, but I don’t change my pace. I keep at her slowly while my fingers roll. When I feel her walls start to clamp down around me, I skim my hand that was around her hip up under her breast and pull her back.

Her head turns toward me and I cover her mouth with my own as I pinch her clit, sending her over the edge. Her loud moan vibrates down my throat as I shift my hips forward once more, planting myself there as I come hard, groaning down her throat when I do it. Breathing heavily, I pull my mouth from hers and rest my forehead against the crook of her neck, placing a kiss there.

“I missed you,” she whispers, and I lift my head to catch her eyes in the mirror. “I missed this.” Smiling at her, I watch her pull in a breath then let it out slowly. She doesn’t smile; her face goes soft, but her voice drops. “Don’t do anything that will take this away from me.” Tears fill her eyes right before she drops them to the countertop in front of us. “Please don’t do anything to risk this.” Losing our connection, I turn her in my arms, take her face in my hands, swipe the tears from her cheeks, and wait until I have her attention before speaking.

“You don’t have to worry. Promise. Nothing is going to happen.”

“You can’t know that. You were just shot.”

“I know, but I need to know you trust me to get this done so you and I can move on. I want to start our future, and until this is behind me, behind us, our future is at a standstill. Trust me to do right by us.”

“I do, but if something happens to you, I’m going to be so mad at you,” she mutters, and I burst out laughing. As I tug her into me, she glares. “That’s not funny.”

“It’s a little funny.” I chuckle, kissing her forehead.

“You’re so strange,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my back, resting her cheek against my chest.

“I love you, Maggie,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head and feeling her arms convulse. “So fucking much.”

“I love you, too,” she whispers back.

We stand holding each other for a long time, long enough for Lane to come up and pound on the door, making sure we’re good and causing Maggie to turn a shade of red that I’ve never seen her turn before—worse than when her mom asked if she could teach us the Karma Sutra.

After that, we showered and dressed, and then got us and our shit in the car and headed out, with Zack, Lane, and Teo following behind us.

When we arrive at Kai’s, I know bringing Maggie here was the right decision. The house, surrounded by a seven-foot fence, lit up like Christmas, would be a deterrent for most. But if someone was stupid enough to fuck with us here, there was no fucking way they would be able to sneak up on the house without someone seeing them coming. Kai put in the best security money could buy, and I have no doubt that even if someone was walking through the desert, we would know they were out there before they even got close.

As the gate for the driveway opens, I look over at Maggie and see she’s still asleep. She passed out not long after we hit the road and would probably sleep the rest of the night if I didn’t wake her. I don’t want to wake her; she needs rest, and even if she was upset about leaving the house we made our home, I know she was on edge there.

Getting out from behind the wheel, I quietly shut the door and walk around to meet Pika and Aye, Kai’s two bodyguards standing at the end of the sidewalk, then wait for my men to join me.

“Good to see you, man,” Pika greets, and Aye lifts his chin.

I lift mine back then mutter, “Not sure you know Zack, Lane, or Teo, but they’ll be with Maggie when I’m not.”

“What’s up? I’m Aye, and he’s Pika,” Aye returns, dipping his head toward the other bodyguard.

“Zack?” Pika’s eyes squint, looking at Zack, then he smiles. “Shit, man, how the fuck are you?”

“Didn’t think you recognized me.” Zack smiles, putting out his fist toward Pika who bumps his against it.

“You’re uglier now, so it took me a minute,” Pika replies, and Zack chuckles then looks at me and mutters, “Pika used to take over the VIP in Bistros every time he was in town. He had bitches ten-deep every night, all of them cool with sharing his affections.”

“I miss Vegas.” Pika smiles then looks at Aye. “We get some time before we have to head back to the island, we’re going out.”

“Sounds good to me.” Aye grins, and I look between him and Pika, knowing that at one time, I would have been right there with them, but not anymore. Now the idea of random women isn’t even a little bit appealing.

“You wanna show me where we’re staying? Maggie’s asleep. I want to get her settled then we’ll talk,” I say, and Aye looks at the car behind me.

“Heard about her. Uncle Frank wouldn’t shut up about her,” Aye mumbles, bringing his eyes to me. “Sorry about what happened. It’s fucked up, but in the end, you’ll get yours,” he assures, and I know he means that in more than one way.

“Yeah.”

“I can take Maggie in while you guys get shit sorted,” Lane puts in, and I look at him, but his eyes are on the Suburban where Maggie’s sleeping.

“I got her,” I tell him, and as his gaze comes to me, I see something there that sets my teeth on edge when he nods. Looking from him to Zack, I see his eyes on Lane, watching him in a way that has me wondering what the fuck I’m missing. I know Maggie and the guys are cool; they’ve been cool since the first night she showed at the club, but now I’m wondering if I missed something in all the shit that’s gone down.

“I’ll show you.”

Pika claps my shoulder, and I pull my eyes from Zack to look at him and mutter, “Thanks.”

Once I get Maggie settled in bed, I find the guys sitting in the dinning room at the table talking. Pika and Aye are filling Zack, Lane, and Teo in on the house and the parameter, including the sensors in the desert.

“Zack,” I call, and his eyes move from Pika at the head of the table to me, and I nod toward the front door.

Mumbling, “Be back,” he scoots away from the table and follows me out of the house.

“What the fuck was that?” I question, and he doesn’t even hesitate before he speaks.

“Not sure, yet.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” I run a hand through my hair. “If he—” I pause, clipping, “Fuck,” and dragging my hand through my hair again. “This shit is not okay, not with all the other shit going down.”

“I’ve got nothing to go on but my gut right now,” he rumbles, looking toward the house. “Teo sees it. He knows something’s off too.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you bring this to my attention before I had him in our house?”

“How could I watch him if he wasn’t with me?” he asks back, and—
fuck
—I know he’s right, but this shit isn’t sitting well with me right now.

“Flipped, man,” he whispers, looking back at the house.

“What?”

“When he knew Maggie was with you upstairs today, he flipped.”

“Jesus,” I whisper, wondering how fucking blind I’ve been. “He is not to be alone with her under any circumstances.”

“You don’t even have to tell me that shit. He hasn’t been alone with her, and won’t be. Teo and I are watching, waiting for his move.”

“He touches her, I’ll kill him. I know you guys are tight, but I’ll kill him.”

“If it comes down to that, I’ll do it for you,” he mutters, and I watch his eyes change in a way that shows how serious his statement is.

“He drugged her,” I whisper to myself, knowing down to my gut I’m right. “The only one who got close to her. She fucking trusted him.”

“Fuck,” Zack hisses, and I know he sees it now too. Eva wouldn’t do that shit. She wouldn’t. I saw the worry in her eyes when she found out what happened. Justin ran her check and it came back clean, no red flags. Lane has been playing the good guy, playing me, and playing her. I close my eyes, hating that I need to fucking tell Maggie about this shit. She’s already on edge; this shit will likely push her over.

“I can’t be here with her. With him here, I can’t risk something going down, not right now.”

Stepping closer, he drops his voice. “This is the safest place for her.”

“He’s sleeping down the hall,” I remind him, narrowing my eyes. “Right down the fucking hall.”

“Right next to me,” he says calmly, and I shake my head in frustration. “I’ll let Pika and Aye know what’s going on. No one will allow anything to happen to her.”

“Why the fuck didn’t I see this shit earlier?” I ask myself aloud.

“No one saw it.” I know he’s right, but even knowing he’s right, I want to put her ass on a plane and send her somewhere safe, where I can deal with this shit without her being in the middle of it. “We’re watching him. He has eyes on him, and Lane isn’t stupid. Even if what he’s done is stupid, he’s not a dumbass He won’t take a chance.”

“Fuck,” I clip, when I really want to roar my frustration.

“I know this situation isn’t ideal, but right now, we need to roll with it. When he makes his next move, I’ll make mine and put an end to it.”

“No, fuck no. I don’t know what his plan was, but he drugged her, could have fucking hurt her. He makes a move, I’m putting him down,” I rumble, letting the weight of my words sink in then continue. “We don’t show our hand, don’t change shit, and when I talk to Maggie, I’ll tell her to keep her guard up, but to play it cool. We don’t know his plan, but we also don’t know if he’s taking orders from someone else right now.”