Page 17 of Broken Deeds MC: Second Generation #12

– LYLA –

Kneading my hair dry with a towel, I step out of the bathroom and into Pax’s room. Pax is in bed, back to the headboard, and his attention is locked on the laptop on his lap. I walk back into the bathroom to get rid of the towel and then grab my brush from my bag.

“Any news?” I ask while brushing my hair.

“Nah, I was just reading all the stuff Bee found out. I also glanced over the blueprints of the hotel. Details of renovations aren’t mentioned anywhere. There’s nothing that would explain the wall being moved forward, replaced, thickened, or whatever.”

“We’ll find out soon enough.” I lift the covers and slide into the bed next to him.

Pax closes the laptop and places it on the bedside table. With a deep sigh he pulls me closer and buries his head into the crook of my neck to breathe me in. I snuggle closer and feel the tightness in my muscles leave my body.

I can’t remember having a safe place the way Pax’s arms feel wrapped around me. The shit with my neighbor, my brother getting shot, having everyone interfere with my life...the loss of control feels like my life was slipping out of my hands.

Finding your place in this fucked-up world sure feels like dropping a load off our shoulders. At least, for me it does with Pax as my partner in crime. Such a nice way to put it since we’ve been working on a crime case.

I brush my lips against his naked chest. His fresh scent enters my nose. The soap he used in the shower, spicy with a hint of pine. A scent of male roughness is added to the mix and that’s all Pax, making my heart jump inside my chest.

The tips of my fingers glide down his chest to find the band of his boxers. Dipping inside I feel his breath catch. Feeling bold, I reach inside and palm his growing length. I feel the need to have him in my mouth and move down his body.

Pax groans. “You should get some sleep.”

“Later,” I murmur and pull on his boxers.

There’s no protest this time and he helps me get rid of his underwear.

My hand is wrapped around his dick and I slowly move up and down, letting my thumb tease the piercings.

He groans when I tighten my grip and lean in to lick the head.

Precum coats my tongue, his taste in my mouth rips a moan from me.

“Turn,” he growls.

With his dick in my mouth, I find his gaze and wonder what he means.

“Come on, sweetness. Turn that sweet body of yours and plant your pussy on my face so I can lick you.”

A jolt of lust hits me hard and I raise my upper body to rip off the T-shirt I was wearing to bed. Swinging my leg over, I try to scoot back but Pax grabs my hips and pulls me back to bury his face between my legs. I gasp and moan when his tongue slides through the lips of my pussy.

Letting myself fall forward, I catch myself on one hand while grabbing his dick with the other. I move my hand with my mouth and hollow my lips. His hips push off the mattress, trying to force his dick deeper into my mouth.

Pax sucks my clit, causing a wave of wildness to run through my veins. Pumping harder, I suck, lick, and take him deep. My body tingles with desire. He nibbles, licks, and fingers my pussy, driving me wild and closer to the edge.

For a moment I’m caught up in the pleasure riding his face gives me and I’m fisting his cock while I throw my head back and moan his name.

My orgasm hits when he pumps two fingers inside me while flicking my clit.

Stimulation overload and I keep grinding my hips against his face to keep the bliss going.

Pax suddenly roughly grabs my hips and easily lifts me up. I’m on my hands and knees on the bed when he moves and is placing the tip of his cock at my entrance. I expect him to slam home but instead he slowly sinks inside me.

“Sooooo damn good.” He kneads my ass cheeks.

“Fuckin’ gorgeous. Every part of your body turns me the fuck on.

Sinking inside you, merging bodies, it’s as magical as taking a breath to keep my heart pumping.

Connecting, dreaming, living, loving, we’re an endless beginning in a wild and untamed future. ”

My body hums with lust and my mind brims with love. This man captivates me in all ways, and I do hope we have a fighting chance to grow old together. Starting a family wasn’t on my radar but life put it there. We both embraced the knowledge, and it led us to right now.

One of his hands moves to my ass. His thumb grazes my tight ring and I gasp in surprise. A lustful chuckle fills the air as he gently pushes in. The intense feeling creates sparks of desire to light up my body.

“Feel that? Damn, you’re tight and feel so good wrapped around my cock. I feel myself pumping inside you and I can’t wait to take this sweet ass. You’re mine, Lyla. My pussy, my ass, my wife, my old lady...mine. Always. Al-fucking-ways. I never want to live without you again. You hear me?”

“Yes,” I moan.

His hot and sweaty body covers my back and with his mouth close to my ear he grunts, “You’ll never push me away again, and if you try, I’ll fuck you in every hole until you beg me to keep going.”

I can only moan in reply.

The heat covering my back is gone and then there’s a loud smack while heat blossoms my ass cheek. “Answer me.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I scream and push my pussy back on his cock as he keeps thrusting inside me.

“That’s right. Whose ass and pussy is this?” Pax asks while his cock slides in and his thumb pumps out.

Thumb in, cock out, thumb out, cock in, the alternating driving me closer and closer. The piercings hit a magical spot deep inside me. He has me completely under his spell, and I never want it any other way. Lust turns to bliss, allowing my heart to overflow with emotions.

I cry out his name, my pussy squeezes as Pax fills me to the brim. I feel his dick thicken and pulse deep inside me. My name is on his lips. His thumb leaves my ass when he grips my hips as he keeps himself rooted.

Hot jets of cum fill me up and the sounds coming from him along with the feeling how he unloads himself inside me feels fucking amazing. My own body is still humming with euphoria and there’s a huge, satisfied grin on my face when I sag completely spent into the mattress.

My breath comes out in ragged pants. I wince when Pax slowly pulls out and crashes on the bed beside me. He mumbles something and my brain needs a second or two to process his words. My smile brightens when I realize he told me I completely drained him in a fantastically epic way.

Minutes pass while we both catch our breath.

I finally manage to move my limbs. “I’m gonna grab a quick shower.”

To my surprise Pax jumps off the bed and scoops me into his arms. “Great idea. We’re gonna save water if you scrub my back after I cleaned your pussy.”

A giggle flows from me, and I wrap my arms around his neck.

Happiness flows through my veins and I never want it to end.

Pax turns on the shower and gives me tender kisses along my shoulder as we wait for the water to heat up.

Our hands roam once we’re in the shower and even if we don’t have sex again, it’s still a sensual satisfaction to share a shower.

We are drying off when someone knocks on the door. Pax wraps the towel around his waist and stalks out of the bathroom to see who it is. My curiosity spikes, and I wrap a towel around my body to listen to who Pax is talking to.

“We’ll be ready in five,” Pax snaps and slams the door shut.

I don’t even have to ask what’s going on because my old man instantly tells me, “Get dressed. There’s a dead body at the Hallett Hotel.”

Rushing to my bag, I take out some clothes. “Seriously? Do you have any other details?”

“No. Whenever we’re working a case, we have keywords flagged involving people, buildings, or anything we’re interested in when a call comes in through the authorities.

This time the Hallett Hotel was mentioned.

Archer let me know he sent in the brothers who were watching Della so they will be the first ones securing the scene. ”

We’re both dressed within a few minutes and rush down the hall.

Bee is waiting for us with a laptop under her arm. “Archer is behind the wheel, let’s go.”

I know Archer and Bee have kids, even if some are slightly older and it makes me wonder, “Who’s watching the kids?”

Bee gives me a smile. “Jersey is with them until Lynn and Deeds get here.”

“Good,” I murmur.

Pax strides to the SUV while Bee walks next to me. “You’ll see how easy it is around here when you need a babysitter. Seriously, I never have to ask. Someone will offer before my mind even jumps to the thought of needing anyone.”

“Good to know.” I shoot her a grin. “Oh, and I’m also available if anyone needs me.”

Bee opens the door for me. “We know, otherwise you wouldn’t be an old lady. Pax is a smart man, recognizing a good woman who’s also a great addition to the Broken Deeds brotherhood.” She leans in to add, “And steal away another one from Areion Fury to balance shit out.”

We both laugh as we get into the SUV.

Archer hits the road once we’re all buckled in and starts to rattle, “Austin called. The body is Samuel Koba.”

“Fuck,” Pax grits.

Bee and I share a look and I can’t help but blurt, “Did Della kill him?”

Archer sighs. “For now, we’re treating it as a suicide.”

We all fall silent to let this little piece of information sink in.

After dragging minutes of silence, I decide to throw out my thoughts instead of making my brain hurt to keep spinning shit around.

“How you guys handle these kinds of cases is beyond me. My brain is giving me so many damn scenarios I can’t even decide what’s more fitting.

Samuel being the serial killer, taking his own life when he knows cops are coming to questioning him, or Della killing him to turn the heat on her.

Someone else working, staying, or whatever around the hotel and having cameras all over without them knowing. ..we still don’t know anything, right?”