Page 33 of Shadow
“You begged me for this,” I say as I roll the latex down my length.
I have to take a deep breath because I’ve been waiting two weeks to feel Teagan’s tight pussy wrapped around me again.
I shove my dick into her dripping wet core with a grunt. Teagan’s hands slam against the window, and I’m glad they’re reinforced, or we might’ve gone through it. I pump into her like a madman because that’s what the hell I am.Mad.This woman drives me crazy.
“Shhhhannne! Oh shit!” Teagan squeals as she backs her ass up.
The jiggle of her delicious cheeks and her passionate cries has me going even harder. I love when she curses. Corrupting her is my new goal.
“Take this dick.” I pull her by the messy bun at the top of her head so that I can kiss her from behind.
Teagan easily bends as I take her lips passionately while pumping into her. Our bodies slap against one another, and our combined moans makes the heat rise in me.
“Cum for me. I want to feel your juices drip down my dick.”
Teagan begins to shake, and her pussy clenches around my dick so tight I almost drop to my knees. We both orgasm so hard that my eyes cross.
I have successfully distracted Teagan from what I don’t want to tell her. I already found Trey Everett.
I left Teagan at my place with Flyboy while I went to question our prisoners. It’s funny how things come together. There’s a saying that you should always follow the money, and in Vegas, that’s easier said than done. But when you have multiple computer geniuses on your side, it makes things a helluva lot easier.
“So, how does this little scheme work? If you’re paying out millions of dollars each time Everett makes a claim, how are you still in business?”
“I— I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Stefani McDonald, the Caliente insurance cunt cries.
The mascara staining her pale cheeks and her smeared make-up could make you believe that she was telling the truth. She could make you think that she had nothing to do with trying to get rid of Teagan. However, the money never lies.
“You’re also running a human trafficking ring.”
“Is this about money? I can pay you. But I’m not involved in any human trafficking or insurance fraud.”
The bitch is lying through her big fake white teeth. And she’s pretending to be scared. I know when someone is afraid, and she thinks someone will come in and rescue her deceitful ass.
“Bring him in,” I say to Detroit. He nods and goes to do my bidding.
Santino is brought into the room handcuffed and gagged. Detroit ties him to a chair, and I watch as Stefani’s bravado leaves her. I see it in her eyes when the fear takes over.
It never sat right with me that only one Oeste member was sent to do a job all the way from California, especially since they were in the Los Muertes territory. Santino was also way too cool about me handling their enemy in their territory. That shit never happens.
I had to take a long look at the evidence. And what I found is that in my haste, I mistook the intruder’s fresh ink as him being a newbie or a wannabe Oeste. But really, the new tats were a disguise. Jason Delacruz was indeed telling the truth about being approached by a woman. He just didn’t tell the complete truth. He was a decoy to throw us off the trail.
“I will kill you, mothafuckas. You think the Los Muertes will let the Sinners get away with crossing us!” Santino spits once the gag is removed.
“How do you think you got here, genius? You think the Los Muertes don’t know about you being here? You think we’re dumb enough to start a war?” I shake my head at how stupid theex-leader of the gang is.
“Myhermanoswould never give me up.” Santino scowls.
I nod to Ice, and he opens the door and leaves. When he comes back in, Santino’s eyes almost bulge out of his head.
“Manny? What the fuck? I’m yo brother, man! We don’t bow down to no mothafucka.” Santino rocks back and forth in the chair like he will be able to get out of it.
Manny steps forward, punches Santino in the face, and spits at his feet, “You sold my little cousin to the cartel. Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Fuck you,puta. You are dead to the Los Muertes. We will never speak yo name after today. We will erase you completely, and it will be like you were neva here.” Manny snaps his fingers, and each crew member in the room raises their gun and pulls the trigger. The puffs of air and the jerking of Santino’s body in the chair are the only sounds.
“You found my cousin and the traitor behind her kidnapping. Now, I give you Everett.” Manny pulls out his phone, and three minutes later, a knock sounds on the door.
When Ice opens the door, Everett is led inside. The man is blindfolded with his hands tied in front of him. His arm is in a sling, but other than that, the asshole looks like he’s been on vacation.
The Los Muertes were working with Everett because of Stefani McDonald. They were the ones who rushed into our club and took Everett. Santino was the one who shot at me, and even though I wanted to kill the son-of-a-bitch myself, I let his crew do it because it was a sacrifice I was willing to make.