“You’re going to come again,” he murmured. “And again. I want you a mess on this bed and I want to feel you pulsing around my dick for the rest of the day.”
I fisted the covers as he increased the pace. Where the first part of the coupling had been slow and deliberate, this was fast, frenetic, and I couldn’t catch my breath as he shoved me over the edge.
I was still shaking when he pulled out, flipped me over and then thrust into me again. Lips next to my ear, he chuckled. The dark, delicious sound teased me as did the depth of his thrusts. At this angle, he could go much deeper.
A third orgasm caught me unawares and slammed me right into a fourth. I couldn’t catch my breath or my mind as heat and pleasure obliterated my thoughts. Eventually, the hot pulse of his release filled me and we collapsed together.
One kiss to the shell of my ear. Then another just behind it.
“I love you too, Mayhem.”
Chapter
Twenty-Six
MILO
Ichecked the address against the GPS on my phone. I couldn’t speak Czech and I didn’t try. The translation apps made navigating at least doable. Three days in Prague and our leads were thin.
Too thin.
In addition to not even getting a whiff of interest beyond the security Zhukovsky put on the theater and Ivy, Bodhi’s “friend” had failed to show up.
“He’ll be here,” Bodhi had said over breakfast a few hours earlier. The confidence wasn’t feigned. Until Hans showed up, we were still flying blind.
Then we got a call from—of all people—Margareta Waldemar. Well, Mayhem got a call from her. It had come in late the night before, not even five minutes after we arrived at the apartment we were renting. I didn’t want to focus on how closely the woman had to be watching us.
Half of me wanted to ignore the information, but the rest of me understood it wasn’t an option. Adam and Ezra had finally secured a meeting with the leader of a local Russian group.
At some point, we might have to pretend to be buyers to break into the rings. Cracking the cone of silence around the underground rings was proving even more difficult than I’d imagined.
“This is it,” Lainey said as she threaded her arm through mine and leaned against me. She’d chosen thicker pants to combat the wind and a silk blouse that hugged her curves. Not that I got to appreciate it as much as I’d like.
The jacket she wore offered her more protection, it also provided camouflage for her weapons. The shop across the street was, of all things, a print shop of some kind. At least, that was what it looked like.
Phone in one gloved hand, Lainey rubbed the edge against her chin as she studied the storefront. “Should we get coffee and drift back?”
I scanned the street. It wasn’t the busiest street we’d walked down and there were a number of other businesses. Sadly, there was nothing resembling a coffee or tea shop.
“No,” I finally answered her question. “There’s nothing out here to give us cover for why we’re lingering.” Speaking of which, we couldn’t keep standing here. It didn’t matter that I had my phone out as a partial cover for why we weren’t just continuing.
That wouldn’t provide enough of a distraction for long.
“Then Plan B,” Lainey said, tilting her head back to glance up at me.
“Which is?” I didn’t tighten my grip on her or make sure she stayed with me. Sunglasses hid her eyes from me, but I could read the rest of her body language. The waiting was taking its toll.
“Walking inside and talking to her.”
Yeah. I had a feeling that would be it. “We don’t know what’s waiting for us in there.”
“We don’t, but I’m willing to find out. Do we go? Or do you want to call the guys and wait for them to join us?” Not an unreasonable suggestion.
“You’re indulging me.”
“Whenever I can,” she said easily. “But Margareta would not have called with this woman’s name and her former profession of being a ‘chaperone’ without some cause. She knows why we’re here or at least she suspects.”
Yeah, that was the feeling I got too.
“Split the difference,” I decided. Phone in hand, I sent a message to the group chat with the guys. I gave them our location and plan.
Second message went to Jasper. He and Kellan were here. They might be closer. Either way, backup was backup.
“Messages sent.” I stuffed my phone into my pocket. I wanted nothing in my hands. “If I pull the plug, retreat. Understood?”
Her lips pursed, but she seemed to be struggling to suppress another smile. “Understood.”
Chuckling, I checked for where the gun was secured. Weapons in the Czech Republic were not as easily obtained as they were at home. The guys all knew a guy. Bodhi had made arrangements for all of us.
Still, I’d rather not be caught carrying, especially since they’d covered my conviction up so I could get a visa to enter the country in the first place.
“Do you mind if I take the lead on talking to them?” Lainey asked as we crossed the street.
“You speak far more languages than I do. But I didn’t think Czech was one.”
“It’s not, but the sign there indicates they also speak German.” I followed her gesture to where the German flag appeared on a small sign in the window. I couldn’t read it either, but I trusted her.
