Page 13 of A Temptation Too Great (Knights of Purgatory Syndicate #3)

Chapter Nine

Brody

I t’s been a week since Giselle was attacked and a few days since Shane sent her away.

I know I wouldn’t have done it. I couldn’t send Moira away, even if it had been her hurt like Giselle.

Shane thinks he failed to protect her, and that she wouldn’t want him.

Aidan says he’ll regret his decision, and I agree with him.

Shane’s already an arse to deal with. Now he’s even grumpier and meaner than usual.

In the week since the attack and before Shane’s decision, I’ve seen Moira a few times at the hospital.

But today I’ve decided I’m going to go where my woman is and spend some time with her.

The guard nods as I step through the doors of the building.

My father owns the entire building, and the law practice located on several floors is legit.

They’ll work for us as necessary. The practice offers all the legal services we could need, whether for business or personal matters, legal and otherwise.

I appreciate that my father came up with the idea to send Moira here for a job.

She’s smart and an excellent investigator.

She’ll be able to be impartial here better than she would have as a police officer, especially considering her family’s history of corruption.

The elevator takes me to the floor where the investigators have the entire level to themselves. When I step off, the receptionist perks up. I’m not sure what she’s thinking, but she’s definitely not my type. There is only one woman I want, and I’ll search this entire floor to find her.

In the time we’ve been apart, I’ve had Lex digging into her mother’s murder and trying to find out who’s been threatening her, who made her run from me.

Moira’s a protector by nature. Her instinct to keep others safe, even me, outweighs her desire to stay.

But I know we’re stronger together. I just have to convince her of that.

“I’m looking for Moira Kelly.”

With a huff, the receptionist leans back and types something on her computer.

“She’ll be with you in a moment.” She stands and proceeds to walk around the lobby, bending over to show off her arse.

I ignore her. My eyes are fixed on the hallway where I know my girl will appear.

And there she is.

Moira steps out of a room and walks toward me.

The desire to close the distance courses through my muscles, but I stay where I am, watching her.

She’s wearing a sleek black skirt that hugs her hips and ends at her knees, a small slit at the hem offering a teasing glimpse of skin.

Her white blouse is long-sleeved, open just enough at the collar to hint at the curves of her knockers.

The black heels she’s wearing make her calves flex with each step, and I can imagine what her arse looks like as she walks.

The urge to adjust myself so she can see the effect she has on me is almost more than I can bear. I have to have her.

“Brody, what are you doing here?”

She glances toward the receptionist, who is back behind her desk. Moira moves closer to me to keep our conversation private.

I wrap a hand around her waist, my fingers flex against her side before I pull her into me. “I needed to see you. I missed you,” I whisper against her lips, then kiss her gently.

She sighs and grips my leather cut. I’m done. I need inside her body. I need to hear her moans and cries without an audience.

I spin us around and place her in front of me as I lead us to the lift. “Ms. Kelly will be back in an hour or so.” My hard cock rubs against her firm arse. I step back to see the visual and need to adjust myself this time. Her perky ass is lifted and moves seductively under the skirt.

“I can’t leave,” Moira says, trying to stop me, but I already have her on the elevator.

I swipe my card to access the private floors. I know exactly which one Da put her on. He sent me all the details, knowing that if he didn’t, I’d either have Lex hack the system or I’d bust through the doors to get to my girl. Giving her this space is killing me.

“Wait.” She looks between me and the card. “Feck, this is one of your brother’s buildings. I should’ve known I didn’t get the job on my own.”

There’s so much hurt in her voice that my own heart aches for her.

Caging her against the side of the lift, I lean in close.

“Don’t get me wrong, spitfire, and understand I’m not stuttering.

” I trail my hand down her side, loving how even when she’s pissed at me, she responds with a sigh.

“You got that job all on your own. No, Aidan doesn’t own the building, but my da does.

Kit wouldn’t have hired you if you weren’t good.

He’s worked for the practice for years and is friends with Da.

But again, he wouldn’t have hired you if you weren’t talented and smart. ”

“I should’ve known Niall wouldn’t let me do this on my own.”

“You did do it on your own. Da just wanted you somewhere safe, and he knew I wouldn’t give you space if you were out there alone. Now, come on.” I pull her out of the elevator and toward her flat. Another swipe of my card, and it clicks open.

She pushes against me. “Brody, I’m in the middle of research. I can’t take a break.”

I throw her over my shoulder and take the stairs two at a time. I head for the space I know is her office. Lex has the whole condo wired so I can keep an eye on my girl. I think it’s so he can keep an eye on Arianna too, but I won’t point that out to him.

I set her on the desk, caging her in with my arms before taking her lips in a deep, soul-searing kiss.

When I pull back, her eyes are dazed, her lips swollen.

I shrug off my leather cut and jacket, dropping them onto the chair before kicking it away.

My shirt is next, and I make sure to toss it toward the camera so no one sees my girl but me.

Moira’s eyes roam over my body. Her fingers trail down my abs and across the tattoos on my chest. She hasn’t noticed the new addition yet. I had my artist add asters and a morning glory near the tattoo for my mam. Both women are close to my heart.

As I lean into Moira’s space, she leans back, and seeing her on the desk sparks ideas in my mind.

I can picture her across my desk at the clubhouse or even my office at the shop.

I can’t wait to get her on both of those surfaces.

I hike up her skirt until her sexy, white silk panties are exposed.

There’s a damp spot over her core, telling me how turned on by my dominance she is.

“Because you’re so busy, this will be quick, fast, and dirty, baby. But tonight, I’m picking you up, and we’re going to dinner. Got it?”

She sits up, wraps a hand around the back of my neck, and pulls me to her. “Stop talking and get busy, then.”

“Baby, I’m in charge.” I push her down, turned on by her demand.

I slide her panties down her legs, then bury my face in her nectar.

I’ve missed her taste on my tongue. I need to get her to stop this nonsense and move in with me already.

If I were Aidan, I would have her moved in by now, but Moira isn’t like Fiona.

She doesn’t want to keep house. My girl wants a job, and I want her to have her dreams and wishes too.

“Yes, right there, Brody. Give it to me. I need you.” Moira’s hand in my hair pulls as her first orgasm hits. As she’s cresting, I pull away and have my jeans undone and my cock sliding through her folds.

“I’ll give it to you, baby. But what am I giving you? Say it.”

“Your cock. Give me your cock,” she begs, and I slam inside her body.

Her back arches, and I rip her blouse open to get to her breasts. We move together as I suck a nipple into my mouth. Her hands pull me into her, deeper and harder. I’m going to lose it before she goes over again if I don’t get control.

Standing straight up, I grip her behind the knees and pull her into me as I thrust into her. Her sweet cunt ripples around my cock, and that urge to breed her is there again. The need to claim her in the most primal way.

She’s playing with her nipples, tweaking them as she climbs up that crest. Her body is writhing across the desk. With her legs over my shoulders and those sexy heels by my head, I turn and kiss her ankle reverently, and it’s what does it for her.

I look down as her body explodes with her orgasm and tears fill her eyes. My little spitfire craves not only passion but tenderness. Her pleasure pulls mine from my body. I plant myself deep inside her and come as I groan her name.

Releasing her legs, I fall to her chest and realize I destroyed her shirt and made her nice and sweaty.

I pull up my jeans before carrying her to the master bathroom.

Sitting her on the counter, I help her slip off her clothes, then I drop mine.

She clips up her long, thick hair before we step into the shower.

After a quick rinse, I watch her dry off, wishing I could take her again. She keeps glancing at me, clearly nervous about something.

“I need to discuss something with you,” she finally says as she wraps the towel around her body.

Reaching across the space between us, I grip the towel and pull her toward me. “What do you need, spitfire?” I lean down and nuzzle her neck.

“Somehow my alarm got switched on my phone, and I was late taking a couple of my pills,” she says. “The clinic nurse told me it could make my birth control ineffective, and we should have used condoms. I just forgot to tell you in the heat of the moment.”

I smile against her skin, and she immediately steps back.

“This isn’t funny, Brody. I could already be pregnant. It happened before Giselle was hurt.”

I advance on her, and she continues to back up until she’s pressed into the wall. I’m on her. I lift her up by her arse and press our towel covered bodies together.

“Moira, if by some miracle you do get pregnant with my baby, I’ll do everything right by you. I’d never leave you. I’m not scared or upset by this. I want you in my life, and someday you will have my baby.”

“But we can’t. I can’t go to dinner with you tonight. We can’t be seen in public together.” Her eyes drop to my chest, and she traces the flowers with her fingertips. “When did you get these?”

“The day Giselle was attacked.”

“Why?” She looks up at me.

I cup her face and hold her in place with my hips. “Because I love you, spitfire. You are always the first person I think of.”

“Oh my God.” Her eyes dart around the room, avoiding mine.

“Look at me.” The demand has a bite to it, and her beautiful light hazel eyes focus on me again.

“I know you need to process this. That’s your way, baby.

You take your time to come to a decision.

But when I know, I go in full force. I know your brother threatened me and possibly Fiona.

But you need to understand something, Moira.

I’m not going to let him come between us any longer. ”

I kiss her, long and deep. I know she loves me too. She’s just scared.

When I pull away, I set her on the floor. “Go get dressed. I have a meeting I need to attend now, so you can’t get out of dinner with me later.”

She walks away, heading for the large closet. When I follow to see what she’s wearing, I find her standing there, staring at everything. I know what she’s contemplating.

Pulling her into my arms with her back to my chest, I lean down and nibble her neck. I can’t get enough of her. I need my lips on her. My cock buried inside her, and her in my arms always.

“I bought it all for you. Saoirse has been my da’s personal assistant for years. I figured you’d need some new things, and I had her use our personal shopper. As my woman, this is what you should expect.”

She turns and wraps her arms around me. “Thank you.”

She kisses me, and I pull her up so I can plunder her lips. When we part, she turns, and I swat her arse.

“Now get dressed before I change my mind and take you into that room with the big bed and shag your brains out.”