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“I’ll testify,” I say. “I heard plenty while I was his prisoner. Names, places, details. All of which could help with any future wiretaps and surveillance operations.”

Patterson gives me a soft look. “That would be much appreciated.”

“And I can help you narrow down possible new locations for the club’s home base,” I add. “Dexter can’t just move anywhere and go about his business. He’ll need to take the local gangs into consideration, too. As for Trevor, I heard enough to confirm that he was, in fact, acting as a middle man between the Sinaloa cartel and the operation Hamilton and the Silver Stallions had going in Frost Valley.”

“It won’t be enough to bring the mayor down,” Patterson sighs heavily, shaking her head in dismay. “He’s connected. Theman has an impressive reach for a small town mayor, and my superiors won’t be interested in chasing two rabbits at once. They’d rather send me after the Stallions, which means the mayor could easily walk away from this.”

“The Sinaloans are moving away from Frost Valley,” Mitch says. “The Silver Stallions are gone, and the mayor himself is screwed—he just doesn’t know it yet. He’s not getting another mandate, that’s for sure.”

“Besides, sooner or later, something else is sure to come up,” I add, holding back a smile.

“I agree with Mitch,” Lucas says, shifting his gaze to me. “What matters is we’re all alive and well and ready to put this behind us.”

As the ambulance sirens approach, I feel one step closer to a much-needed conclusion.

35

TASSIA

Once I’m given the green light by the emergency room doctor, Lucas, Mitch, and Tyler take me back to their cabin. The first thing I do is take a hot shower in an attempt to get the events of the day washed off me along with the dirt and blood I collected along the way.

The back of my neck is sore from Trevor’s relentless grip. My cheek, from his heartless slap.

Wrapped in a towel and cleansed of what I hope was the last of the nightmare, I step into the bedroom to find my men waiting, naked. Hot, hard, and hungry for me.

“Oh, wow, I love this welcoming committee,” I giggle as I let my towel drop to the floor.

“We tried so hard to keep you safe,” Lucas says. He approaches me first and kisses me like it’s our last night on earth, even though it’s the first night of the rest of our lives.

“Baby, you can’t shield me from everything,” I tell him, gently caressing his face. “But thanks to you, thanks to your supportand protection, I made it here. I survived. And I love you, I love the three of you so much for it.”

Tyler and Mitch join us.

“You’re lucky it ended the way it did,” Mitch says.

“We’re lucky,” Tyler corrects him.

“You were coming for me,” I reply with a soft smile. “You were coming for us, and that’s all that matters. Trevor wouldn’t have succeeded; I know it in my heart.”

Tyler captures my mouth in a ravenous kiss while Mitch shoves a hand in my hair and tilts my head back. He takes over my mouth while Tyler gives attention to my breasts, taking his sweet time fondling my soft flesh and licking my nipples until they’re perked and sharp.

Lucas moves behind me, his knuckles sliding down my spine before he puts his hand between my legs. His fingers test me, finding me hot, wet, and oh, so ready.

“Damn, I’ve missed this,” I gasp, then suckle on Mitch’s tongue.

Tyler gently bites my nipple, the sweet sting spreading through my core just as Lucas gets down on his knees and parts my buttocks. The moment his tongue slips through and licks my entrance, I shudder and melt. When the tip of his tongue enters me just as Tyler’s fingers begin working my clit into a swollen frenzy, I nearly collapse.

I come hard and quick, moaning loudly as the orgasm claims me.

I firmly hold Tyler and Mitch’s cocks, marveling at their sheer size and girth while I lovingly stroke them. Lucas sucks everylast drop, keeping my core tight with simmering tension before standing up and bending me over.

Smiling, I hold on to Tyler and Mitch’s pulsating erections, taking each of them in my mouth while Lucas spears me from behind. Still rippling from my first orgasm, I clench myself tightly around his massive cock, welcoming every glorious inch as I relax the back of my throat to take Mitch in.

My lips and my pussy stretch, slick and eager.

A rhythm builds of desperate hunger, of lust and love, of the kind of bliss most people spend their whole lives chasing. Yet I’ve found mine in the arms of these men.

“Come for me,” Lucas says as he snakes a hand around my hips and flicks my tender clit.