Page 66 of Tico

“It’s just normal turf war shit. Nothing we can’t handle,” she says.

The look in her eyes has my gut twisting. However, I also know that pushing her for an answer before she’s ready will only end up with us in the ring. She’ll tell me when she’s ready.

“If you need me for anything, or the club, let me know and we’ll be there.”

She gives me a small smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I know, T.Gracias(Thank you). I think I’m going to hit the sack. We’ll stick around tomorrow to offer extra hands if necessary. Xena is holding down the fort at the clubhouse, but if needed, they’re ready to ride down to help.”

“Gracias(Thank you). I appreciate it.” However, I don’t say that I hope their help isn’t needed because in my gut, I know that it probably will be needed. She knows, too, because she’s lived this life her entire life. We both have.

Xochitl tilts her head at me and a feeling of unease comes over me as I watch her head upstairs to the room I keep reserved for her here.

Arms snake around my waist, causing my muscles to tense but then they relax when Ember’s cherry blossom scent hits me. “Is she okay?”

I look down at Ember and pull her close to me. “Yeah, it’s just the normal day to day life shit.” Not surprisingly, Ember doesn’t look like she fully believes me, but thankfully, she doesn’t press. “I’m sorry your celebration ended with Ashley fucking things up and attacking you.”

Ember shakes her head. “That wasn’t your fault, it was hers. Besides, the night’s not over yet,” she says with a little smirk and a sassy glint in her eyes.

“Is that so?” I tease her.

“Mm-mm.” The sassy little minx purposefully steps closer, and her fingers teasingly caress my jeans-covered cock.

Gripping her waist, I pick her up, turn, and set her down on the stool I was just sitting on. I step between her legs and her emerald-green eyes blaze with desire.

“Do you think you’re ready for me, Vicious?”

Her breath catches when I slide her forward so her pussy is right against my hard cock. A small whimper slips past her lips as she rolls her hips against me.

“Yes, I’m ready for you, Diego,” she whispers.

I scoop her up in my arms. I’d much rather put her over my shoulder, but with her ribs being bruised, I’m not going to risk injuring her further.

As I climb the stairs, Ember laughs at the cat calls that ring out, and then laughter erupts amongstmis hermanos(my brothers) when she flips them off.

I walk quickly down the hallway to our room and then realize I can’t unlock the door with Ember in my arms. She beats me to it, pulling her key out of her pocket and unlocks the door for me. Kicking the door shut behind us, I lock it and cross the room. As soon as her back hits the bed, I’m on her, kissing her. She moans when she feels me hard against her and her fingers snake through my hair as her legs wrap around me. I kiss down her jaw before latching onto the skin where her shoulder meets her neck. Ember cries out, her hips rolling in response.

“I need to feel you.”

Ember moans in response and her hands snake under my shirt and then they tug on my shirt. “I need to feel you, too. Too many clothes,” she breathes out.

Pulling back, I take my cut off, draping it over the chair. Ember sits up, slips off her cut and I lay it on the bed. She starts to strip out of her clothes. Reaching behind me, I pull my shirt over my head and love her little gasp. I strip out of my jeans and boxers, my hand grasping my cock and stroking it as I stare at Ember, naked on our bed. Her red hair is fanned out and she’scupping her breasts, playing with her nipples. Her pink pussy is on display as she plants her feet on the bed and I groan, stroking myself harder.

“Fuck, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

My gaze snaps to her cut, which is still on the bed, and I pick it up, holding it out to her.

“I want you wearing my cut when I claim you.”

Her emerald-green eyes blaze with heat as she takes it and slips it back on.

Grabbing her ankles, I pull her closer to the end of the bed before leaning down and capturing a nipple in my mouth.

“Diego!” she cries out.

Her hands flying to my head as I tease her nipple with my tongue while grasping her other breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers. My other hand skims over her toned stomach and she moans when I tease her clit.

“Hm. Yes, Diego, please,” she begs as I rub her clit harder.

Her body shudders as I insert a finger, fucking her while rubbing her clit with the heel of my palm. I switch breasts, giving the same treatment to her other nipple and insert a second finger, stretching her to get her ready for me. Her hips rock against my hand, desperately chasing her orgasm. As I insert a third finger, she moans, then cries out as I curl my fingers, hitting her g-spot.