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Story: Cuckoo

She leaned back and dropped her arms, nearly dazed by our kiss. Could she be untouched? As pure and ripe for the taking as she appeared? Because fuck me, I wanted to be the one to show her pleasure and watch the wonderment spread across her beautiful, delicate features.

I slid her hand over my crotch. “All yours. Every hard inch.”

“What if I’m too scared to take it?”

“Then I’ll help you.”

“Is that a turn-off?”

“Hell no, angel. It’s a turn-on.”

Satisfied, she shyly nodded. “Text me later.”

“I will.”

After another kiss, I left her, forcing myself to leave before I picked her up, yanked the robe away, and feasted on her pussy. With a raging hard-on, I sat on my bike, starting the engine as I caught Goose across the street, hiding out in an SUV with tinted windows. He was smart enough to watch her place without riding a motorcycle. It would tip off Katrina. But it could also alert anyone who intended to stalk or harm her.

I heard my crow titter when he flew overhead.Not me. I can stalk my woman all I want.

He flapped his onyx wings and landed on Katrina’s roof. I saw him land as I left her driveway, knowing I had two protectors watching over my angel while I attended church.

I arrived at the Roost with three minutes to spare. “Hey, Pres,” I greeted him as I entered and shut the door behind me. The rest of the members were already seated. Good. I could move this along and get back to Katrina. Maybe I’d make it before she got dressed.

Wishful thinking.

Crow sent me a dirty look. He was frustrated and didn’t hide it. “Church is in session.” He banged the gavel, calling the meeting to order. “We got shit to discuss. Cuckoo, you’ve got the floor first.”

“Thanks, Pres.” I turned to my brothers. “I found my mate.”

Eagle Eye was the only brother other than Crow, who was not surprised.

“Holy shit!”

“Hell yeah.”

“Another one bites the dust!”

I laughed at their antics. “I’ve been looking for her twelve years.”

The room quieted.

“Most of you know I had a rough childhood. Foster homes. Bad shit.” I cleared my throat. “Katrina was at the house that haunts me.”

I’d never opened up before and wanted them to hear this, trust me, believe me, and know what I needed without hesitation.

“We relied on one another to survive for eight years until she was taken away. I lost her.” Fuck. I hated thinking about how deeply that wounded me. “Took a long ass time, but Eagle Eye helped find her.”

My brothers pounded the table, showing their support.

“But there’s a problem.”

I explained about Katrina’s parents, the cold case file, and the security placed on the information, making it almost impossible to find the information we needed.

“So, what you’re saying,” Raven interjected, “is that her parents were murdered?”

“I think so.”

Crow shook his head. “We don’t know who did it or what they want.”