“And where were you to take Lakelyn after you got her? Were you to do a check-in? Or was Mera supposed to check in with them?” Brutus fired off before I had a chance.

  “I don’t know if that one was, but we were told not to call or return until we had the other woman. We were to let them know when we had her, and we’d be told where to take her.” Rémi paused. I let his silence stretch out. I saw he was struggling. Finally, he continued.

  “I might have an idea where they would order us to take her. It’s a location they’ve used in the past more than a few times, and it would be close to here. I can give you the address, but do you swear you’ll care for my family?” The worry was evident in his tone.

  “Give me their names and addresses. I’ll get everything on them and start setting up some protection,” Crypto said.

  He was there and ready to do any kind of digging we needed. Rémi quickly provided our tech with all the information he required. When that was over, he gave us the address of the spot he thought would be the meeting place for Lakelyn’s handoff. The entire time he did, Mera was making these angry sounds around her gag and pounding her feet on the floor.

  “Is there anything else you can tell us? Or that you want us to do?” I asked.

  “I want you to swear that you’ll wipe those fuckers off the face of the earth. They’re poison, and my family isn’t the only one in danger. There are so many who would give anything to escape their clutches. With the Jacquots gone, they have a chance to change themselves. I regret ever meeting them. And if you would, tell my mom, nieces, and sister that I love them so much, and I’m sorry it ended the way it did.”

  “Do they know they were used to control you?” Wrangler asked.

  “They do. My sister wanted to go after them herself. If she didn’t have her two daughters to worry about, she would’ve.”

  The more he said, the more I hated to kill him. But if we didn’t, what kind of signal did that send? And how would Lakelyn react? Shit, sometimes I hated being the president. And this softening had never entered my mind before. It was all her fault. She’d brought my buried emotions to the surface.

  “When you worked for them, did you transport slaves for them? Or kill innocent people?” I asked.

  “No, I had nothing to do with that evil shit. I was lucky they didn’t put me on that detail. I’ve harmed people who shouldn’t have been along with those as bad as the Jacquots. I’ve killed, but as far as I know, no one truly innocent was killed by me. Those people tended to comply after a little pressure was applied. God, I don’t want to think about it. Just get this over with. Kill me,” he said despondently.

  My inner gut was screaming that he wasn’t lying to me. And in the scheme of things, how different was he from us? Goddamn it, I was about to do something I never did before. I waved my guys back from Rémi. We huddled together.

  “What’s on your mind, Pres?” Cobra asked.

  “You’re gonna tell me I’m crazy, and hell no, but he’s telling the truth. I have this need, which makes no sense, but my instinct is saying to do it…” I let my words die away.

  “You don’t want to kill him,” Howler bluntly stated when I didn’t. I hesitantly nodded and waited for the outcry.

  “I hate the thought, too. He’s not much different from us. And if someone did to me what the Jacquots did to him, and I had no club behind me, I’d do whatever I had to do to protect my family,” Brutus added.

  The others mumbled in agreement. I looked at my VP. “What do you think? I want everyone’s opinion. It’s not my decision alone. Am I crazy?”

  He sighed. “If you are, I am right there in the padded cell with you. However, if we do that, how do we make sure we made the right decision?”

  “We make him come with us when we take care of those bastards. We’ll observe him. See how he acts. Does he try to turn on us or run? You know what to look for. We’ll tell him we don’t want to kill him yet, in case we need him again. Then, when it’s done, we decide his fate,” I explained. The idea came to me as I said it. It would be an audition of sorts.

  There were nods and more murmurs, but there was no dissension. I asked to be sure. “If you disagree, tell us. We won’t hold it against you.” I waited several moments before instructing them, “Everyone for this, raise your hand.”

  I scanned the circle. Every hand was raised. It seemed we were going to give this a try. God help him and us if he tries to betray us. I’d always been able to rely on my ability to spot liars. The Jacquots had fooled me. Could my talent be wearing out? I hoped not. I wouldn’t know what to do without it guiding me.

  Breaking up our huddle, I went back to Rémi. He looked confused. “What’s wrong? I gave you everything you asked for. I’d like to get this over with.”

  “I’m afraid I can’t do that. We might need you more, so we’ll have to postpone granting that. We need to know if you’ll help us bring them down?”

  His posture straightened, and I saw a spark in his gaze. “Do you mean it? If you do, I’ll gladly assist you in killing those fuckers and the ones who work with them out of greed and desire, not because they’re forced to. Believe me, I know which ones are which.”

  “We’ll try to spare those who didn’t want to work for them if we can, but no promises. In the heat of things, if they draw down on us, they’ll die,” I warned him.

  “I get it, and I’d love to assist. Tell me what you need me to do.”

  “First, we need you to make the call in a little while, telling them you have Lakelyn. After that, we’ll make our move. Until then, we have plans to make. We need to have an idea of their numbers. We have reinforcements on the way as we speak. I can’t leave the compound or my old lady unprotected.”

  “I’m ready when you are,” Rémi said.

  I prayed silently that I wasn’t making the mistake of a lifetime. Now that I had found Lakelyn, it would be fucked up to get myself and the club killed. I had plans for her and me that would last many years if we were lucky.

  Lakelyn:

  While Tyrant and the club spent time in the dungeon with Mera and the guy they had captured, I was kept under house arrest with my brother as my jailer. He was a dictating ass. I told him so. The little shithead smirked. He refused to let me leave the bed other than to go to the bathroom. He told me he had orders from Tyrant and wasn’t disobeying them. I swear, maybe having him in contact with so many dominant men wasn’t a good idea.

  River had me tell him every detail of what happened. He questioned me several times about how my head felt and whether I needed anything. When I denied a major headache and finished telling him the details, we watched a movie, but I couldn’t focus. I kept wondering what the men were discovering.

  I wasn’t shocked that Mera would work with someone to get rid of me. The only people I could see wanting to get their hands on me were the Jacquots, although an enemy of the club might have set their sights on me to get to Tyrant. Being the only old lady in this chapter put a neon target on me, except that no one would know it outside those who were in the club or came to it, like the women from town and cumsluts.

  It was over two hours before the men returned. I jumped out of bed and raced downstairs, with my brother yelling and chasing me, when I heard the door open. When I reached the first floor, I saw Tyrant coming toward me. He wasn’t alone. I ignored the others, and so did he. I ran toward him, and Tyrant held open his arms. When I plastered myself against his body, his arms encircled me and held me close. I tilted back my head to look at him. His mouth descended, and I was locked into a heated kiss. Everyone else faded away. Tyrant could kiss and take me to another universe.

  “Christ, Pres, do you have to do that? You’re making the rest of us horny, and poor River looks like he’s about to puke. Give us a break,” Cobra moaned, but I heard the laughter underneath his tone.

  Slowly, Tyrant moved away. He scowled at his guys, who were grinning. My brother was rolling his eyes, but had a smirk on his face.

  “I can’t help that except for River. The rest of you are jealous fuckers. Stop scaring the women off if you want one of your own.”

  They hooted, and it was Howler who said, “Scare them off? Are you kidding? Until Lakelyn, you were considered the scariest of us all. I don’t get how you got her. You must’ve bribed her. Come on, honey, tell us the truth,” he teased.

  I gave them my best somber look as I nodded. “You’re right. He did bribe me. With knee-melting kisses and sex that makes me forget my name and want to do anything he asks. The man is a god.”

  This comment made Tyrant puff up and grin, and his men booed me. We laughed for a bit before I knew I had to ask.

  “Tell me what happened.”

  “Let’s sit. You shouldn’t be up and running, Lakelyn. You’ve been through an ordeal,” my man reprimanded as we sat in the living room. The others joined us.

  “I feel fine. River made me stay in bed the entire time. I’m bored, and I want to know what you found out. What did you do? What did Mera say? The guy? Are they dead?”

  “First of all, I won’t go into detail on what we do or don’t do.”

  “I know, it’s club business,” I said grumpily and went to move away, but he held me there. I glared at him. Tyrant gave me a commanding look.

  “No, it’s not just because it’s club business, which I know you don’t like. I don’t want those images to be in your head. I take that on, not you. I need my woman to be my happy place. Not weighed down with darkness.”

  “And I love that about you, but I need to be your partner and to help carry the load. If you’re always getting the ugly, it’ll consume you.”

  “I won’t let it. Now that I have you, it can’t. I will answer some of your questions this time, since this concerns you so much. First, let me say that Mera lied her ass off and blamed it all on you. Those men were here at your invitation, and she was an innocent person caught in the middle when she was out for a walk. And before you ask, no, we didn’t believe her. The guy confirmed she was part of it, and they were to take you to Jean-Baptiste. He’s taken over the family, though Hugo remains the figurehead. Second, they’re selling humans as slaves. Lastly, our unwilling guests in the dungeon aren’t dead. Now, that’s all I’m saying about them. What we need to do is get prepared. We have people incoming, and this needs to be resolved tonight if possible.”

  I wasn’t thrilled, but I knew he wouldn’t budge, so I didn’t bother to argue with him. Instead, I tried to help.

  “Tell me what we need done, and I’ll make sure it happens. I know everyone will need places to sleep. How many are coming? I can get the rooms ready at the clubhouse. And they’ll need food. I’ll get the girls together and start cooking. That is, if the men don’t need them for their main job. If they do, then the food will have to wait. So, which will it be? Your stomachs or cocks get satisfied first?” I smirked at the three others with him. Besides Howler and Cobra, Brutus came, too.

  “Hey, we can control ourselves. The sex can wait until we return victorious. Food comes first. Right?” Brutus asked the others.

  Cobra and Howler nodded. My brother sat there, taking it all in. Then, all gazes landed on Tyrant.

  “What about you, Pres? Will you leave your woman alone so she can cook and get things in order?” Cobra taunted.

  “My woman is amazing and can multitask, so if I get a chance, then no, I’ll be sexing her up before and after,” was Tyrant’s comeback.

  I lightly tweaked his chin, causing him to turn his head and capture my fingers in his mouth. He gently bit them, then sucked. Instantly, my whole person caught fire. Desire flooded my body. Damn it, I was horny and had to forgo it to make sure the sleeping arrangements were good to go. Cooking could wait until that was finished.

  “We should expect a maximum of ten from Scythe. It could be less,” Tyrant supplied.

  Before I could get up, Cobra spoke up. “The prospects and the sluts were to be working on this already. I’ll make sure they get everything ready, and then Lakelyn can inspect. There’s no way our Royal Highness is doing the work. They can earn their keep. After that, if you want to cook, that’s up to you. Just give me a list of things you need, and someone will get it at the store.”

  “Royal Highness?” I asked.

  “Of course. Tyrant is the King, making you our Royal Highness. I liked that better than Queen.” Cobra winked.

  “Stop trying to charm my woman. She’s mine, and you can’t charm or steal her away with sweet words. If that’s all, we have time to prepare before Scythe’s men’s arrival. I need a few minutes with my woman. I’ll meet you at the clubhouse in half an hour. That should give everyone time to get sorted.”

  The guys and my brother stood. As we walked them to the door, the brothers gave Tyrant knowing smirks. I blushed but didn’t say anything. Half an hour wasn’t nearly long enough for Tyrant to do a thorough lovemaking session. The man loved to prolong them and have me over and over. But if he was willing, I was ready. I’d been turned on and dampening my panties for the last five minutes or more.

  As the door closed, I saw him lock it. I was surprised. He never locked the doors. I gasped as he took me by surprise. He grabbed me and swung me around, pressing me against the door. His hands automatically cupped and kneaded my tits.

  “I need you, Lakelyn. I have to feel you clenching around my cock, so I know you’re alive and okay. I’ve been holding out for hours, but I can’t anymore. I know it’ll be quick, but I’ll make sure you come,” he muttered as he licked and sucked on my neck. His body pressed into mine, showing me he was very excited. His hard erection was pushing into me.

  “God, I want you, too. Killian. Hurry. I need you to undo those jeans and take out your cock. Fuck me right here,” I panted.

  His gaze grew fiery, and then he put enough space between us to undo his jeans. While he did that, I shimmied out of my shorts and panties. I didn’t bother to take off the rest. I slid my hand between my legs to tease my throbbing clit. I moaned. I was dripping wet.

  He growled, “That’s my sweet pussy. Give me those fingers.”

  I held them up. They were so shiny. He hungrily sucked them into his mouth and cleaned them. When he was done, my ass cheeks were grabbed, and he hoisted me up. I took the hint and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I felt the broad head of his cock probing my hole, and then Tyrant thrust inside of me in a single, hard stroke. I cried out, and my head fell back, hitting the door. It landed on my knot, but even that pain didn’t stop me. I used my thighs and arms to lift myself. Tyrant’s hands shifted so he could hold on to my hips, and he jerked me back down until he was buried up to his balls. I moaned.

  “You’re so deep. God, yes, harder. I want you to give it to me hard and fast, Killian,” I whispered raggedly.

  He hammered in and out of me, making the door rattle. He glanced down to watch himself sliding back and forth in my pussy. I loved the sight of us connected like that, too.

  “I want you to think of something for me,” he panted.

  “What?” I gasped.

  “I want to record us one time. It’s for you and me, no one else. I need you to see how beautiful you are when making love. And it’s done with love, even if we’re fucking, Lakelyn. That way, we can always remember what we looked like, especially when we’re too old to move. And when I’m on an overnight run, I have something to keep me warm until I get home to you.”

  I thought it was sexy and adorable that he wanted it for those reasons. My excitement was climbing because even as he talked, he kept stroking in and out of me. The head of his cock rubbed over the G-spot inside of me every time. I was fast approaching an orgasm.

  “You tell me when, and I’ll do it,” I told him.

  He growled, then a hand left my hip and came between us. He rubbed across my clit and pinched it. I cried out his name as I exploded. Tyrant kept pounding my clenching pussy as I came. He didn’t slow down, so he kept extending my release. And he didn’t come. He took pride in making me come more than once to his single orgasm.

  Suddenly, he eased me away from the door. He walked us to the couch without tripping over his sagging jeans. When we got to it, he said, “Unwrap your legs. I need to position you.”

  I reluctantly did it. Next, I was empty and hated it as he withdrew his cock, placed me on my feet, turned me around, and then pushed on my back. I saw what he wanted. I was facing the raised arm of the couch. As soon as I was bent over it, his hands spread my ass cheeks, his cock pressed against my opening, and then he slammed back into me.

  This round, I had to hang on for dear life as Tyrant savaged my pussy. He fucked me like an out-of-control beast. It was wild, slightly terrifying, and totally exhilarating. It didn’t take long to come a second time, but he held off again. God, he was trying to kill me.

  “Honey, please… oh shit, I can’t keep going,” I moaned brokenly.

  “Yes, you can. You’re mine. You can take it,” he snarled.

  That was when I had an out-of-body experience and didn’t reconnect until my third orgasm hit. When it did, I screamed, and he bellowed my name as loud as he could as his cock jerked repeatedly, giving me his cum. I greedily took it and made sure to wring every drop from him. By the time we were done, we were slumped over the arm with him resting on my back. Our breathing sounded like we’d run a race. I floated in a cloud of absolute bliss. My man was incredible. He was all mine, and I loved him.

  Tyrant: Chapter 18

  The hours had flown by on one hand and dragged on the other. The amount of stuff we got organized and in place between everyone at the compound had been incredible. The sleeping situations were all in perfect order. The supplies for extended stays, if needed, were brought in. Cooking had been happening for a few hours. Lakelyn had corralled the three remaining sluts and had them hard at work helping her. I told her to keep an eye on Bailey. I had no idea if she knew something had happened with her cousin. If Lakelyn saw anything suspicious, she was to tell one of us. I didn’t know if the other slut was involved with Mera’s scheme or not, but I wasn’t taking chances. Lakelyn knew to go nowhere without someone with her, meaning me, a brother, or a prospect. There were to be no walks outside. I wasn’t taking a risk with her again.