Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Even before she came down from her peak, he moved her up across the bed and she felt him press inside her.
Inch by inch, he lifted her thighs to keep them high on his waist, and he started to rock inside her, going harder and deeper. She screamed his name, feeling the pleasure rush through her whole body.
He pounded inside her, and the bed was hitting the wall, but she didn’t care. This was better than anything she had ever experienced, and she felt him change as his cock hardened, and right before he came, he kissed her, and she felt his release as he growled against her lips.
****
Eden was not a master of sneaking around, but he could have probably earned a doctorate for it. He knew how to sneak and making his way downstairs for breakfast and getting the coffee on, he felt pretty smug with himself. He wore his jeans but no shirt, and he went through their fridge. Razor figured the scent of coffee and bacon would wake Eden.
Maeve was the first one down. She had a robe on, and her hair was pinned back. It was the first time he had seen her without any makeup on. She didn’t look much different, just a little tired.
“Morning,” he said.
“Morning. The coffee fresh?”
“Yep.” He moved to the cupboard and grabbed her cup, which he assumed was hers seeing as it had a giant M on the front. There was also a cup with an E, and with deduction he figured that was Eden. “Cream? Sugar?”
“Nah, just neat for me. I like my coffee undiluted.”
He handed her the mug and watched as she took a sip. She closed her eyes and let out a moan. “It is good.”
“Do you know if Eden is up?”
“She’s up. She is probably just putting herself together,” Maeve said. “Which is perfect, seeing as I think it is only fair you and I have the talk.”
“The talk?”
“You know, the more intense talk. The kind of talk that tells you if you hurt my sister, I am going to make your life a living hell,” Maeve said.
“We’ve already had this talk.”
“But you see, that was with the nice Maeve, who would let you get away with it, if you turned on your tail and left. This Maeve would be pissed and even more deadly, because you’ve gotten to that next level. Eden never goes to that next level. Not ever.”
Razor looked at her. “I have no intention of hurting your sister.”
“You don’t?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Because if you do, we’re going to have a lot of trouble. My sister doesn’t like confrontation or making waves, but I don’t mind doing what needs to be done. It’s why I got rid of Hilary.”
“Did you kill her?”
“I got her out of this fucking house. That piece of shit was nothing but a drain on my sister, using her, but I couldn’t get her to see it.” Maeve stopped and took a sip. “Did you see my sister that night?”
Razor looked at Maeve. “What night?” he asked, playing dumb.
“You know what night. The night she realized Mac was a cheating scumbag and her best friend a whore?”
“I saw her going to Mac’s room,” he said.
“And you didn’t think to stop her, or to at least stop him?” Maeve asked.
He had watched Eden go to Mac’s room. Yes, he had been jealous, because as far as he was concerned, he had seen her first. When it came to Mac, he waged war with his decision in letting his club brother know Eden was there.
“I did tell him,” he said.
“What?” Maeve asked.
He poured more coffee into his mug. The bacon was sizzling but not quite ready. The hash browns were finishing off in the oven.
“He came into the clubhouse, arm around Hilary, and at first, I debated telling him about Eden being in his room. I was not going to be the bastard to not warn him, so I went over there, and the moment I said her name, he told me to shut the fuck up and that he would deal with Eden soon.”
“That son of a bitch,” Maeve said.
“What more would you want me to do?” Razor asked.
“You know, I think I like you just a little bit more.”
“Why?” he asked. He really didn’t give a fuck if she liked him or not. He wanted Eden, and nothing she said or did was going to change his feelings.
“Because you at least were a good club brother, but also you didn’t fight him, and it helped Eden see the truth. My sister deserved more than that asshole.”
“She’s a good woman.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Do you want some eggs, bacon, and hash browns?”
“Damn, yes, I am starving.” She took another long sip of her breakfast. “Eden, you can come out now. You weren’t able to sneak downstairs on Christmas morning when you were a kid, and you’re certainly not capable of it now.”