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“Can’t tell you, man. Ain’t risking their safety. I know Rage is safe, but trees have ears. Trust me when I say their information is solid,” Ghost replied.
Drake struggled with that for a while. He trusted Ghost, but the brother had been deep undercover for years. Who knew what had twisted in him?
“Okay, tell your informant, should they need help to come to me with our code word,” Drake murmured and held Ghost’s eyes. He wondered if Ghost remembered the phrase they’d agreed upon all those years ago when fighting Bulldog.
“Done,” Ghost said. “When you gonna meet your sister and nieces, dude?” Ghost asked quietly.
“When I’m ready,” Drake snapped and turned his back on Ghost. Drake wasn’t ready by a long shot to meet an adult sister.
He bent down to pick up a body. The coroner’s van was being driven there by Savage, and they’d pile the bodies in. It would probably take several trips to remove them all.
“We’ll handle the delivery. Don’t worry. And fire up the crems. How many did you have there?” Dylan inquired, falling into stride with him.
“There are three crems, and each body can take three hours to fully burn. That crem’s going to be earning its money the next few nights,” Drake muttered.
“Bone fragments will remain, if I remember, right?” Dylan asked.
Drake bared his teeth at him in a smile.
“That’s why we have a barrel of concentrated Sulphuric Acid. We scrape the crems after four or five burns and dump the shit into the acid. It gets rid of anything left,” Drake informed him and grinned as Dylan winced.
“Shit way to go. No sign of ever being alive. But no less than what these animals deserve. They came for your women and children on purpose. I don’t think they expected such a fight from them. But Fury will never know the women defended themselves. He’ll believe security took them all down. Which gives Rage ladies a one-up should anybody come after them,” Dylan mused.
Drake nodded and grinned. Then sobered as he thought of what had occurred. Phoe had clearly got the more… delicate, for lack of a word, ladies into the basement. Silvie, Mina, and Penny, to name a couple. Then took her bunch hunting. He’d been shocked to see Sin and Carly there. Those two were well able to put a beatdown on someone but not bloodthirsty like the rest.
But even shy Mina and Penny wouldn’t hesitate to defend themselves. Drake just wondered what the fuck was coming next. And prayed they’d weather the storm. So far, it had been too easy for him and his allies. Far too easy.
Phoe
Climbing the stairs happily after everyone had gone home, I thought about how great this afternoon had been. Once the drama had been done and the bodies were hidden from kids, and all blood stains removed, we let the Hellions out. The brothers manned the grills, and finally, Ezra, Apache, and Jett, in a wheelchair, and Klutz hovering, arrived. Hawthorne’s men had cleared the corpses from the Hall, and Savage had gone to put three on bake, as he called it. He’d returned but left four hours later for an hour and then returned.
The food went down well, and we’d plenty. Even inviting Dylan and his guys offered leftovers, so the old ladies went home with bowls, trays, or food. Drake had gone upstairs before me, and he’d better be in bed waiting for me if he knew what was good for him. For now, I was buzzing and happy. Tomorrow was soon enough for reality.
I waltzed into our bedroom, drunk and merry. Drake lay naked and smiling as I stripped off my clothes and climbed up his body. His cock was already hard, and I grinned as I gave him a lick. Oh, he tasted good. I hoped our bedroom fireworks would mimic the display we’d had tonight. That had been rather fantastic, so I desired explosions in bed. First, I needed to sate my urge.
“Baby,” Drake murmured as I grabbed his cock and took him deep. His hips came off the bed as I twirled my tongue around him. “Fuck,” he moaned.
Over the years, we’d experimented and found things we each liked. As I sucked his dick and lightly drew my teeth over it, making him shiver, I applied lube to his ass. Drake loved his prostrate being pushed when inside my mouth, and I planned to oblige. I shoved deep, and Drake groaned again, and his hips moved in tandem with my movements.
He grew harder as I drew him deeper and finger fucked him. I felt Drake’s telltale twitch that meant he was going to come, and I popped him free of my mouth and finger as his eyes blazed up at me. Catching his cock, I climbed on top and took him deep.
“Fuck!” Drake hissed through his teeth as I set a frantic pace. I was soaking wet and needed to orgasm right now. Drake’s hands came to cup my hips, and I slapped them away and held them on his chest as I ground against him.
“Phoe!” Drake warned.
I ignored him and continued and screamed my release. At the same time, Drake roared his. I collapsed onto his chest as my breathing hitched and staggered.
“Now we can play, baby,” I whispered to him.
Drake raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
“Why do I feel used?” he asked.
“Because I’ve been wet all night and needed to fuck you. Now I’m all yours,” I teased, grinning.
“Jesus, I love drunk Phoe best of all,” Drake said, moving me onto my back. He pulled a washcloth from the bedside table he must have put there earlier.
“So sure you were getting fucked?” I asked.
