“She’s a Scots. She’ll know a phony.” She sighs. “There’s only one solution. I’ll go with ye and do the talking.”
I can’t bring Isobel into this. If Thane found out, it could cause huge problems for her. “I can’t involve you.”
“The girl will know you’re American. There’s no mistaking that sweet, southern voice. Then Abram will know. That can’t happen.”
Shit. She’s right. My goose is cooked if Abram figures out I’m on to him. He won’t want to be exposed to Thane as his beloved’s killer. He’ll go to extreme measures to avoid proof of his guilt. That includes silencing me.
“There’s a new battle brewing with The Order. We expect them tae strike at any time. When they do, Thane and Sin will be called out tae deal with the aftermath. That’s when we make our move.”
* * *
I’m face down on our bed. Sin’s body is stretched over mine, pressing my front into the mattress. He’s kissing my neck while caressing my body. Goosebumps erupt on the top of my head and spread downward. My back arches as though it has a mind of its own. The ways he can get my body to respond is amazing.
His mouth moves over my ear and he taps my hip. “Lift.”
He shoves two large pillows beneath my stomach and pushes my legs forward so I’m kneeling with my head down. “This is new.”
“I’m going to fuck you like this.”
He’s still not made good on his dirty deed promise. Is this going to be him fulfilling that?
He begins at my shoulders and scatters kisses down my back until he reaches my bottom. The bed dips as he grasps the back of my thighs and pushes them up and apart. For a moment, I almost wonder if he’s going to stand me on … Ohh!
My thought is interrupted and I go completely stupid when he rubs me where he never has before. Is this what he meant by dirty? Because it is. And I like it.
He licks my clit and drags his tongue through my center. That, and the massage of his finger at the same time, is overwhelming. Torturous, even. It’s simultaneously more than I can stand while I want to beg for more.
Sin’s phone rings and vibrates on the nightstand.
No. No. No. Not right now.
Everything he’s doing to me stops. And I’m left hanging. It’s horrid.
“I have to take this.”
“I know.”
He growls as he leans over me to retrieve his phone. “Aye. Got it. I’ll be there in twenty.”
I roll my hips, rubbing my bottom against his hard cock. “Make it thirty.”
He drops the phone on the bed and reaches over into the top drawer of his nightstand. “This will have to be the expedited version since I can only give you ten minutes.”
I hear the buzz of a once very familiar sound. “I found this in your knickers drawer. I think we can put it to good use.”
It’s my bullet.
His long arm reaches around to press it between my legs as he thrusts into me from behind. He’s stroking my G-spot on the inside as the bullet vibrates against my clit. It’s ridiculous how fast I come. Record time. While that’s good, it’s not because it’s over far too soon.
The onset of my orgasm ignites his. It always does.
He burrows into me hard and fast, shoving my head against the headboard. “Sorry.”
He may be apologetic but he doesn’t stop, not until he has completely emptied himself inside me.
His body is stretched over mine, his chest and stomach wet with sweat so his skin sticks to me. “Don’t go.”
He kisses the back of my neck and I know it’s because he’s going to get up. “I have to, Bonny. It’s Fellowship business. And it’s serious—not just a brother being charged by the authorities.”
Isobel predicted this. “What has happened?”
“The Order went into Duncan’s after closing. They tried to take Lorna and Greer but didn’t realize Leith was in the back. He came out when he heard their screams and shot two of them dead. The other one escaped.”
Three Order members thought they were preying upon the weakness of two helpless women. They seem to have a habit of doing that. “Lorna and Greer are okay?”
“Aye. A bit shaken up, though.”
“What would’ve happened if Leith hadn’t been there?” I know for a fact that he isn’t always around when Lorna and the girls close up.
“The women of this brotherhood are vulnerable to attack. Has anyone ever considered it beneficial to teach them basic self-defense?”
“We protect our women.”
I have to call bullshit on this sexist thinking. “The duty of a good shepherd is to protect his flock but wouldn’t a better shepherd teach his sheep how to become lions when attacked?”
“My wife, the advocate supporting equal arse-kicking skills for all.”
“Are you laughing at me?”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
“I think you do. Often.”
He kisses me quickly. “Not this time, Bonny. I like where you’re going with this. Make it happen. You have my full support.”
We get out of bed at the same time and I stand in the bathroom entrance while he dresses, my heart pounding.
This doesn’t seem a likely retaliation for Sin killing Grieve’s son. I’d expect something much bigger. But I’m not bringing it up. I don’t want Sin distracted when he goes out.
“What are you going to do?”
“Not sure yet. They came onto Leith’s turf. I suppose I’ll let him decide.”
I’m aware of Sin’s experience in such things but it still makes me uneasy. And I’m nervous for Leith.
“Is Leith prepared for something like this?” I wasn’t aware he had any experience with this side of The Fellowship.
“He can hold his own. And he has me covering him.”
Leith is one of Sin’s best friends. I know he’d take a bullet for him but I don’t plan on being a young widow. “You have a wife now. That means you have to be more careful than ever before.”
He grins up at me as he slides his gun into his harness. “Aye. And I’ll soon have a baby on the way. I want to be around for that as well.”
“I know Lorna would appreciate you looking out for Leith.”
“I’m sure she would.”
“Leith loves Lorna. I don’t know how you’ve not seen what’s clear as day.”
“He may, but I’m not sure he can ever return her affection.”