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Kade

I see the resolve in Rico’s gaze. My brother in all ways but blood, as he claims.

I smile to myself. He’s made a decision. Once that happens, there is no backing down. He hasn’t even kissed her, but he’s decided Fancy is the one for us.

He came from a loud outspoken lower middle-class family. I was the obligatory offspring of two entitled rich kids, who never wanted to be bothered with a child.

Our friendship started out with being paired together on a case.

The connection was instinctual. It’s like we’re two sides of the same coin.

Intuitively we know how the other will operate.

I have two years on him in the agency but from the first assignment we’ve synced.

They tried to put me with other agents but never with the same success rate.

After the third time, Rico walked in when our supervisors were trying to assign yet someone else with me and said, “Do you want this operation to be successful? If so, quit the bullshit and just let Kade and I handle it. Done deal.”

And it has been ever since.

I meet his gaze over the top of her head and nod. I’m in. I close my eyes and let sleep claim me. He’ll get me when it’s my turn to take watch.

When he finally wakes me, I shift Fancy into his embrace and climb from the bed. Something’s been niggling at my memory. DeStefano. Something about DeStefano. I need to get to my computer.

The first thing I notice is a message from Diego.

He and some friends found Phil’s car in a parking lot six blocks from the Casino.

They inspected it and could find nothing inside except a parking pass dated early evening the night he was killed.

But there were scratch marks near the passenger door handle. The car might have been opened.

Going back to the beginning, I review my files.

ICE has raided the DeStefano warehouse looking for illegal drugs twice in the last six months, making the local newspapers.

Although nothing was found, much of the imported food was damaged in the search, which necessitated the loan from his cousin.

But what if nothing was really ruined? What if DeStefano was importing the drugs and getting them out before ICE showed up?

Or were the agents on the take and let the drugs go for a payout?

What if that was part of what Phil caught on to and started digging deeper. He was on a mission to take down the people who murdered the woman he loved. He would have followed every thread. Damn, I need his computer or at least his logins.

Pushing from the table, I pace the room. We need the info he left in order to protect Fancy. Nothing can happen to her. Men like we’re dealing with don’t let go until they get what they want, or their victim is dead. Right now, they want Fancy. I want them.

Before long, I find myself at the bedroom door and crossing the threshold. The room is illuminated by the full moon’s glow.

I crawl into bed in front of her. Rico lifts his head. “You ready now?”

“She’s ours.”

“Who’s what,” she mumbles.

I cup her cheek when she opens her eyes and stares at me. “We want you to be ours.”

Sliding my fingers into her hair along the side of her head I lean forward and press my lips to hers.

Soft, so soft and sweet. She flattens one hand on my chest but doesn’t push.

Gently running my tongue over the seam of her lips, she gives me entrance.

Our tongues dance. Advance, retreat. My heart races.

My need goes from zero to one hundred. Slowly, I disengage.

Leaning on my elbow, I still cup her cheek. “You are so perfect. So beautiful.”

Rico slides his arm around her urging her to lie back on the bed. Splaying his palm on her sternum he slowly lowers his lips to hers. A gentle brush, then another, both a promise of more to come. Then he deepens the kiss letting her understand his passion before pulling away.

He gently presses his forehead to hers then straightens enough he can look down on her.

I slide my palm up the side nearest me and press my hand to her abdomen below Rico’s.

“You’re so beautiful,” Rico says, his voice filled with need and honesty. “So brave and strong. A warrior queen. You’d fight for your men, wouldn’t you?”

“I—” her gaze flicks from one to the other of us. I’ll never forget the moment realization dawns in her eyes. I wait, praying she doesn’t reject us.

Her gaze turns warm. “Yes, I’d fight for what’s mine. My men.”

Sliding the T-shirt up and over her head I toss it to the side. Rico shimmies down her panties off. Then we both strip.

“We’re both clean. No sex since our last test.”

“I’m on the shots and haven’t had sex in a year. Three months ago, at my annual checkup, I tested clean.”

Rico leans forward and kisses her left shoulder while I cup her face and taste her lips again.

Kissing a path down her sternum, I pause to suckle her breasts.

Her pleasured moan is music to my ears. Shifting slightly, I settle my hips between her legs, slowly kissing and lapping my way down her body.

Her body stiffens beneath me, and I glance up. Rico is teasing her right nipple with his fingers, while sucking hard on her left. Our girl is going to know what it means to be well loved by us.

Reaching my destination, I hook her legs over my shoulders and study her bare pussy.

Her soft flesh is soaked in the sweetest nectar.

I lap over her hood then using my thumbs spread her open exposing her bud.

Flicking the tip of my tongue over her hard little nubbin, I tease her before sucking her into my mouth.

Her moans grow louder, her gasps quicker.

“Feels so good doesn’t it, babe,” Rico croons. “You like how hard your man is sucking your pearl. He’s going to fuck you with his tongue now. But you don’t get to come. Not until I tell you, you can.”

Sucking her nub hard, I finish with a gentle nip before plunging my tongue into her again and again.

“Oh my god. Oh my god,” she gasps. “I need… I need.”

Rico rolls to his back. “Now! Take her now.”

Sliding up her body I notch my cock, then hook her legs with my forearms spreading her wide. “You ready, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Kade. Please I need….”

I plunge into her, burying myself to the hilt. A myriad of emotions wash over me at once. The rightness. How good she feels. Her warmth. Coming home.

I lose all control and thrust into her again and again. “So perfect. So beautiful. Damn, Fancy, you are everything.”

I keep pounding until she screams her release and I follow.

Home.