Page 40 of Jezebel’s Liberation (Hellfire Hackers #1)

Two months later…

“ T oday’s the day.”

I lift my head from my laptop and smile at Demon. It’s been a rough few months since our showdown with Stewart, but he finally seems to be over the hump. Nightmares no longer plague him, or Jez, and he’s really coming out of his shell as far as our relationship goes.

“I know.” I stand and grab his hand to drag him out of the office.

It took some convincing, but my parents finally agreed to move to Nevada so they could be closer to me. I’m still not sure if it was me who convinced them, or my two soul mates, but I don’t really give a shit. They’re coming today, and that’s all that matters.

“What’re we doing?” he asks.

“You’ll see.”

Demon and I officially moved in with Jez as soon as we could.

It took some convincing with Prez because he wants the entire club at the clubhouse, but when Jez reminded him that he could accidentally walk in on her getting railed by two men—her words, not mine—he caved.

I’m learning that, despite his overbearing nature, he really is incapable of denying her anything.

“Is it time?” Jez asks when we reach the living room.

I grin. “It is.”

Demon darts his eyes from me to Jez and back again. “What the hell is going on?” he asks, nervousness in his words.

“It’s a surprise,” I say.

“I hate surprises,” he grumbles.

“I was a surprise, and you don’t hate me,” I remind him.

He only rolls his eyes as Jez walks to the coat closet and lifts the box we put in there last night after he fell asleep. When she’s standing in front of us both, she thrusts it at him.

“This is for you,” she says.

Demon takes the box, which is wrapped in black and purple paper, and carries it to the couch. After he sits, he starts to rip it open. His eyes widen in shock when he sees what’s inside.

“What… How… Prez allowed this?” he finally blurts.

Jez and I beam at him with pride as he lifts the new cut from the nest of tissue paper. He holds it up and stares at the patches that cover the back: The SPMC logo with a top rocker that has the club’s name and location, and a bottom rocker that reads ‘Property of Phantom & Jezebel’.

“It took some convincing, but yeah,” Jez says. “He’s cool with it.”

“Does this mean your hacker name is going to be your road name?” he asks me.

“According to Soul, it’s the only name that fits,” I tell him. “So, yeah.”

Demon stands to switch out his current cut with the new one, and then he shakes his head with a laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Jez demands, crossing her arms over her chest. “We’re trying to have a romantic moment, and you’re laughing?”

“Nothing. It’s just…” He brushes past me and turns to walk backward toward the stairs. “Just… Gimme a minute.”

Demon

I race up the steps to retrieve the two boxes I stashed at the back of the spare room closet two weeks ago. I’ve been waiting for the right time, and I guess this is it.

Before returning to the two loves of my life, I take a moment to reflect on my journey to this particular moment in time.

After taking out Stewart, it didn’t take long for Hellfire Hackers to track the rest of his pedo ring.

The idiot brought his business phone to the meet at the warehouse, and it had so much information.

We exposed as many pedophiles as we could, and those who weren’t arrested, we purged. Soul even let Jez help.

It was incredible to experience that with her and Phantom. I’ve always loved Jez, but until I met Phantom, I didn’t even realize I was missing something. Those two complete me in a way I thought impossible and certainly don’t deserve. But I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

They’re fucking mine.

“What’s taking so long?” Jez yells from downstairs, and I smile.

Life with her is never boring. Add Phantom into the mix, and I know that not only will boredom be a distant memory, but all my future memories will be full of happiness.

“I’m coming,” I reply.

“Not yet, you’re not,” Phantom calls out.

I grin and make my way down to them, carrying the two boxes.

“What’s that?” Phantom asks.

“What? Like you’re the only two who can dish out surprises?” I hand them each a box and gesture for them to return to the couch. “Go on. Open them.”

Jez is the first to tear into her gift, and when she lifts the soft leather cut up, her eyes fill with tears. “Property of Demon and Phantom,” she reads.

“Property of Demon and Jezebel,” Phantom says once he lifts his new cut from the box. “Wait a minute… You acted like you didn’t know if Soul would be okay with the property patch on your cut.”

I shrug. “I had to. Otherwise, that one,” I say, nodding at Jez. “Would’ve been suspicious.”

“He’s right,” Jez confirms. “Especially since I’m not a club member and he’s still a prospect. I definitely would’ve wondered if he hadn’t asked.”

Phantom shakes his head. “Shit, you two keep me on my toes.”

I smirk. “How ‘bout, we put you on your back?”

Jez jumps to her feet and tosses her new cut to the couch. “I’m game.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “Slow down there, babe. I want both of you to put on your cuts, and then go wait for me upstairs.” When they each start to put the cuts on, I lift a hand. “ Only your cuts,” I growl.

Watching them rush to do as I ordered, I reach into my pants and stroke my already hard cock. Fuck, this is gonna be good.

I quickly strip out of my clothes and put on just my new cut before joining them in the bedroom. Jez is already straddling Phantom, and heat surges through my veins at the sight of her bouncing on his dick.

“You just couldn’t wait, could you?” I tease, striding to the bed and straddling Phantom in front of her.

“Nope.”

I press my shaft to Phantom’s lips, and he greedily sucks me down his throat. “Fuuuuck,” I hiss.

Jez reaches around to push my head to the side and leans forward to kiss me. Every single time with them is heaven, but there’s something about doing this while we’re labeled as one another’s property that has my cock pulsing way too quickly.

“Swallow,” I order Phantom as my orgasm surges.

His Adam’s apple bobs at the same time Jez’s teeth sink into my bottom lip, and her entire body quivers behind me.

“Goddamn,” she moans.

“Holy shit,” Phantom growls as his release hits.

Don’t get me wrong, the sex is great, but this is just a tiny fraction of what I love about them and our relationship. The biggest reason, the most important reason, is that, without them, my demons wouldn’t have vanished.

Jez

Four hours later…

“ A re you sure there’s nothing else we can help with, Mrs. Graham?”

Soul and the rest of the club showed up to help move Phantom’s parents into their new home, a couple of miles away from us.

There aren’t many of us who had stable families growing up, and those of us who did, love having their families close by.

The Grahams instantly hit it off with Abyss’s parents and are already making plans to go to the country club to golf.

“Please, call me Pauline,” Mrs. Graham insists. “And call him Norman. We’re practically family, right?”

Soul tips his head. “Yes, ma’am.”

My heart swells hearing Soul’s confirmation.

He and Malice ripped us apart once Demon and I had time to recover from our ordeal.

There were a lot of threats, cussing, and crying.

We get where Soul and Malice are coming from, but they now also understand why we did what we did.

It was an exhausting battle, but with a little mediation from Cece and Mel, they finally listened.

Phantom is taking the helm with SPMC in my place as lead hacker while I focus on my Hellfire Hackers.

I compromised with Soul after I met with my team, and we decided that if purging a sinner was in order, I’d let him know, and we all would decide the best steps to handle the situation.

Anything else was totally at my discretion.

Soul still worries about my safety, and I don’t think that will ever change, but at least he trusts me and is trying.

I’m truly liberated from the double life I was living. Everyone gets what they want, and I’m no longer cast aside like I’m not useful or capable of dealing with the same shit my twin and the club deals with.

“We’ll get out of your hair, Pauline,” I announce. “I’m so glad you and Norman are here.”

She wraps her arm around my shoulder. “I’m so glad our son found people who can love him for who he is. Take care of my boy.”

Demon steps up beside me, kissing Pauline’s cheek. “We will,” he promises.

“Bye, Mom.” Phantom pulls her in for a hug before turning to his dad. “Bye, Dad.”

“Bye, son,” Norman replies.

“Remember, dinner next Sunday,” Pauling singsongs. “I expect everyone to be here.” She narrows her eyes at Soul. “ Everyone. I want to see those grandbabies. I have to have someone to spoil until I get my own.”

When Pauline and Norman first arrived to meet me and the club, they proclaimed Jack and Harper to be their grandbabies in addition to any other future children I might give birth to.

Phantom rubs his hand down his face. “Mom,” he chastises. “We’re not ready for kids yet.”

Pauline smiles and pats his cheek. “I can wait but not long.”

Norman’s laughter follows us outside the house.

Ping.

I take my cell phone out of my pocket and grin at the message from Diabla.

Diabla: Got a rapist who was released on a technicality.

Me: Send me everything. I’ll let the guys know.

Diabla: You got it, boss.

Demon peers over my shoulder as I type the last message and hit send. “What’s going on?”

I smirk. “We got a live one, boys.”

They grin evilly and rub their hands together. “Let’s ride,” Soul calls out.

Phantom scoops me up in his arms and drops his mouth to mine. “You riding with me?” he asks after we pull apart.

“I’ll ride with Demon,” I reply, and he playfully scowls. “I rode with you last time.”

Demon grabs Phantom by the back of the neck and crashes his lips to his. My heart still skips a beat when I see the love between the two of them.

Demon places a sweet, soft kiss on my lips and then slips my helmet over my head. “Hop on, gorgeous.”

I straddle my leg over the bike as everyone fires up their engines.

I never imagined I’d get lucky enough to find someone who understands me, supports me, and will have my back. But fate had other plans and sent me two someones.

I cling to Demon as we fly down the road.

This is my happily ever after.