Chapter 38

CHAPTER 38

“ E verything was taken offline before Tattletale could find it,” Tomas said as Logan ran his gaze over the devices laid out on the coffee table from his laptop to the children’s iPads before returning his attention to the file on his lap. “All of your devices had their Bluetooth capabilities disabled. We used software to block all network traffic, destroyed their cellular connection, and removed all of the modems and all of the evidence of our network from the penthouse.”

“The children’s devices?” Logan asked, not bothering to look up as he read through the daily reports his men sent in.

“They were alternating between several networks throughout the building to cover their activity. We kept the parental locks on the devices as well as the search restrictions, so if Tattletale locked in on their activity, it only saw video games, movies, basic searches, and their schoolwork,” Tomas said before adding, “The same goes for your mate’s device.”

“What else?” Logan asked as he read through the report Gray sent in, hoping for something that would allow him to put an end to this.

“The power was shut off to all the cameras as soon as you left. They can’t be accessed remotely and neither can the old files through our servers since we’ve taken them offline. Everything was downloaded onto your computer before we terminated the feed,” Tomas explained as Logan thought that over.

“The system at the brownstone?” Logan asked, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Kale found out about the favor Izzy did for him and came looking for him at the brownstone. The only thing that he would find was two shifter Packs trying to blend in among the humans with absolutely no ties to him.

“Gray shut it down,” Tomas said after a slight hesitation while Logan thought about what that meant.

No security system.

No access to the surveillance on the building so that he could see what was coming.

No way to communicate with his men.

And absolutely no way to keep an eye on the brownstone remotely.

“Back in the dark ages,” Logan said, slowly exhaling as he flipped to the next report.

“How do you want to do this?” Tomas asked as Logan gave up reading the daily reports and closed the file, tossing it on the coffee table.

“Have the cameras and security panels throughout the building removed and destroyed,” Logan said, having absolutely no doubt that Izzy would be able to use her skills to find out what he was up to if he left them up. “Have the shifters guarding the building help Gray with the tunnel.”

“And the demons?” Tomas asked as Logan leaned back in his chair and took in the large bedroom that he’d decided to crash in for the night from the bed covered in a dust cloth to the large fireplace to his left before returning his attention to the demon watching him curiously.

“Have them stay in the city,” Logan said, knowing that he was going to need them once Pierce finally showed up.

“What else?” Tomas asked.

“Destroy everything,” Logan said as he debated how he was going to do this now that he’d lost the element of surprise.

“Already done.”

“Put a tracker on the children,” Logan said, rubbing his hands roughly down his face before dropping them away with a sigh. “Other than that, give them whatever they want.”

Tomas considered him for a moment before he asked, “Do you really think you’re going to be able to walk away from them?”

“I don’t have a choice,” Logan said, watching as the demon thought that over as he stood up and-

“No, you don’t, do you?” Tomas murmured, sending him one last curious look before he headed for the door, leaving Logan sitting there, wondering what the hell he was still doing here.

He should have left as soon as Tomas showed up this afternoon and taken advantage of the fact that every shifter, vampire, demon, and Sentinel within two hundred miles was currently scouring Manhattan looking for him. He needed to use this turn of events to his advantage and try to lure Pierce out, but instead, he was sitting here, thinking about last night and-

Christ, she was dangerous, Logan thought as he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. He needed to stop thinking about her, he told himself as he pulled his belt loose. Grinding his jaw, Logan toed off his shoes and shoved his pants down along with his boxer briefs. He pulled off his socks and tossed them aside before he reached into the small shower stall and turned it on, determined to stop thinking about her and-

It felt so fucking good to have her hands on him, Logan thought as he dropped his head beneath the spray of hot water. The way she’d moaned when he kissed her had his cock turning to steel, but the pleasure that tore through his body when she tasted his blood…

It was like nothing he’d ever experienced before.

He barely had a chance to register the sharp nick before tendrils of pleasure were spreading over his tongue, down his throat, and settling in his stomach before spreading over his body, causing his cock to harden painfully against his fly. He never knew that anything could feel that good, Logan thought as he found himself reaching between his legs and-

God, he wanted to fuck her.

Groaning, Logan slowly stroked his cock as he stood there, thinking about the way Jill moaned as she suckled on his tongue while she’d shifted on his lap, gently caressing his aching cock through his pants. It felt so fucking good, Logan thought as he was forced to reach over and slap his hand against the shower wall when the next stroke had his knees threatening to give out.

Over the past two years, he’d fantasized about his angel nearly every night and had woken up more than once with his hand wrapped around his cock, but it had never felt this fucking good before. Nothing had, Logan thought, unable to help but groan as he slowly stroked his cock.

It felt so fucking good, so much better than it should, Logan realized even as he stood there, wondering how it would feel to have her mouth wrapped around the tip of his cock. Christ, he could almost feel it, Logan thought when he felt a comforting pressure moving around the tip, almost like a caress.

Opening his eyes, Logan stared down at his cock as he continued moving his hand over the shaft. God, that felt so fucking good, he thought, enjoying the phantom sensation caressing the tip as he licked his lips and-

“Oh, fuck…” Logan managed to get out on a groan when intense pleasure like nothing he’d ever experienced before suddenly tore through his cock, taking him by surprise and letting him know that the connection was now complete.

“Caleb,” Jill said, forced to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing as she watched the adorable little boy determined to see how many bubbles he could make with his butt pause mid-wiggle to pump more shampoo in his hand before reaching back and rubbing it all over his little bottom and-

“I’m cleaning the tub,” Caleb announced as he pressed his soapy butt back against the tub wall and commenced with the wiggling.

“And you’re very helpful, but we have to finish up if you want a story before bedtime,” Jill said as she reached up and adjusted the showerhead so that it was washing the shampoo off his little bottom and the tiled wall behind him.

“I love story time,” Caleb whispered reverently as he gave his bottom one last wiggle before carefully climbing out of the tub.

“I know you do,” Jill said with a warm smile for the little boy that she couldn’t help but adore as she grabbed an extra-large towel off the shelf and wrapped it around him.

“I’m gonna need my dinosaur undies,” Caleb said, hugging the large towel around him as he shuffled towards the bedroom only to drop the towel when it slowed him down and rushed into the bedroom.

Resigning herself to chasing him down so that she could finish drying him off, Jill picked the towel off the floor and-

There was something seriously wrong with her.

That’s the only the reason why she couldn’t stop thinking about the man that she was determined to stop thinking about. He was leaving and that was fine with her. More than fine, in fact. The children were safe, she was free, and she…

Couldn’t stop thinking about him.

“All of our favorite books are here!” Caleb said with an excited smile as he dropped his dinosaur undies on the floor and reached for the teddy bear book. He hugged the book against his chest as he raced across the room and managed to tear a pained grunt from his brother as he climbed onto Shane’s bed and scrambled over him.

Ignoring his brother’s glare, Caleb settled back against the pillows with a satisfied sigh and a murmured, “I love story time,” as he opened the large book on his lap. Grabbing his discarded undies off the floor, Jill made her way to Shane’s bed only pausing along the way to pick Emma up before she could climb over Shane to join Caleb and settled her on the bed between her brothers.

After wrestling Caleb into his undies, Jill sat down next to him and began reading, unable to help but smile when he reached over and turned the page for her, desperate for more. Once she was done reading the teddy bear story to them for a third time, Jill tucked them in, making sure to give the twins extra kisses before she stood up and-

“When will Logan be back?” Caleb asked, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I’m not sure, but everything will be okay,” Jill said softly with a warm smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Who’s going to stop the closet monster from getting us?” Caleb asked as his gaze flickered to the closet that was currently missing a door.

“We’ll figure something out,” Jill said as she leaned down to kiss his forehead, noting the sad look on Emma’s face as she hugged her teddy bear tightly against her chest.

“I’m going to miss him,” Caleb mumbled sadly, tearing at her heart.

“I know you are, sweetheart,” Jill said as she moved to stand up and-

“I need another kissy,” Caleb said, earning a mock glare as she leaned back down and kissed the adorable little boy that looked for any excuse to cuddle.

When she moved to stand up again, he added, “Don’t forget Emma.”

“I could never forget Emma,” Jill promised with a warm smile as she leaned over Caleb and kissed the top of the adorable little girl’s head, wishing that she could do more for her.

She was such a sweet little girl, Jill thought, giving her another kiss before she moved to stand up and-

“Kissy!”

-felt her lips twitch as she gave Caleb another kiss before she stood up and glanced at the teenage boy pretending to be asleep as she made her way around the bed.

“Shane likes kisses, too,” Caleb said, forcing Jill to bite back a smile as she watched Shane crack his eyes open so that he could glare at his little brother.

Nodding solemnly, Jill said, “I did hear that somewhere.”

“Don’t even think about it,” Shane bit out as he shifted that glare in her direction.

Blinking, Jill said, “I wouldn’t think about it.”

“Good, because I hate it when you kiss me goodnight,” Shane said, making her curious about something.

“I guess I’ll just go, then,” Jill said, moving to take a step back only to watch something vulnerable flash across his face before it was gone, replaced by the cold glare that broke her heart. Ignoring his glare, Jill crossed the short distance to Shane’s bed, grabbed hold of his comforter and pulled it up to his shoulders as she leaned down and kissed his forehead. She watched Shane swallow hard as he slowly closed his eyes.

“Goodnight,” Jill said softly, reaching over to run her fingers through his hair before she reluctantly left, wondering what the hell she was supposed to do now as she made her way to her room.

The smart thing to do would be to grab the children and go find her family, but she couldn’t risk it, not with the bounties on them. She knew that her father and brother would do whatever it took to protect them and that was the problem. She couldn’t risk putting another target on her family, which meant that they were going to stay here and figure a few things out.

It wasn’t a great plan, but for now, it was all she had, Jill thought as she made her way to her new closet and the stack of books waiting for her. She paused by the doorway so that she could toe off her sneakers and push her jeans down, and god, did it feel good to wear pants again, before she climbed onto the mattress pushed against the corner.

As soon as she curled up onto her side, Jill grabbed hold of the large comforter that she’d dragged off the bed earlier and curled up before reaching over and grabbed a book off the stack that she’d helped herself to from the library downstairs. Thankful for a distraction, Jill shifted to get comfortable as she opened the book and somehow found herself thinking about Logan again. He was leaving, which was for the best. He needed to see this thing through and she needed to accept the fact that she’d apparently lost her damn mind.

Determined to stop thinking about him, Jill shifted, grumbled, and shifted again as she tried to get through the first line only to end up glaring at the book, absolutely refusing to think about how much she liked sitting on his lap. That was followed by refusing to think about just how much she liked the way he touched her, the way that he kissed her and couldn’t help but moan softly when the memory had her squeezing her legs together.

There was definitely something wrong with her, Jill decided with a soft groan as she struggled to stop thinking about the moment when she realized that Logan was hard. It felt so good, Jill thought in a daze even as she couldn’t help but wonder why she wasn’t panicking. She should definitely be panicking, she thought only to end up worrying her bottom lip between her teeth and closed her eyes on a soft moan as she thought about the way Logan’s hands felt gripping her hips while he moved her over him and-

“Oh, God…” Jill mumbled weakly when intense pleasure suddenly slid between her legs.

It felt…

Oh, God, it felt so good, Jill thought, unable to help but moan as it continued. Softly moaning, she found herself rolling onto her back and allowed her legs to fall open as she felt her body come alive. Closing her eyes, Jill released a shaky breath as she slid a trembling hand beneath her panties and-

Felt her back arch off the bed as intense pleasure tore through her body when her fingertips found her slit. Her breath caught in her throat as her fingertips slid over her clit. She’d never done this before, never wanted to, but she knew that it shouldn’t feel this good.

Nothing should feel this good, Jill thought, moaning while she tentatively ran her fingertip around her swollen, wet clit as she found herself thinking about Logan. She thought about the way that his eyes turned silver when he watched her, the way that his hands moved over her as he groaned her name, and she thought about just how good it felt when she moved over him as her breaths came faster with every soft caress of her fingertips.

A moan was torn from her lips as her fingers moved faster, desperate for the pleasure that she felt building between her legs only to feel it spiral out of control, barely aware of the roar that shook the house and-

“Logan.”