Chapter 47

My heartbeat picked up pace, and my toe bounced on the rubber mat. Enzo slipped the vehicle into park in front of our house, and I hopped out. I needed to get away from him before he snatched my phone.

I raced over gravel and up the cement steps. When I opened the door, a gust of eucalyptus burst across my senses, until cinnamon replaced it, then last was amber. My mates’ scents.

Lucian leaving me everything was surreal since I’d always fought with him about giving me money. Now everything he’d collected throughout his long life had ended up mine. He’d continued to look out for me even after death.

My feet thudded over the new gray slats of wood. Freshly painted eggshell white coated the walls. Tanner had Volkov-fied it.

His clean taste in décor shone through, but there were splashes of soft pastels that he normally wouldn’t have gone with, likely his attempt at making it more feminine for me. The modern design replaced the rugged antique look Lucian had kept. Tanner had asked me what I wanted to do with all the rooms before he’d changed things up, but I hadn’t wanted to dwell too much. I’d told him to change everything.

I hurried down the hall toward his office and locked the door behind me.

Enzo wouldn’t break a new door, right?

Tanner raised his gaze from the computer and frowned. He’d set up the desk to the left, and a pale rug splayed across the middle of the room. Tanner was not one for clutter.

“What’s happened?” he asked, eyeing my face.

I scratched my neck. “Nothing,” I said as I approached and tossed my arms around his neck. “I missed you.” He stilled for just a moment and then pulled me into his lap. His chair creaked. “How are the chronicles of Danny and Claudia?”

He grimaced, pulling a laugh from me.

“I’m going to go with ‘happy’ since I walked in on them screwing each other.” He grimaced.

“No way.” I cackled. Them being mates was the twist of the century.

“Enough about them,” he shuddered. Poor mate. They’d scarred him. “How do you feel no longer being a trainee? Were you treated well on your last day?”

“Do you think Enzo would allow anything other than that?”

Tanner laughed.

The phone screen on the desk flashed. A small voice continued talking. Oops. “You’re busy,” I said, pointedly eyeing the phone laying on mute and tried to get out of his lap.

“Never for you.” His smile turned sly. “And now that I have you here . . .” He tugged a drawer open. “Look what I found.” The corner of his pouty lips turned up at one corner. The butt plug I’d stolen from the sex shop so long ago. I should have thrown that out.

Clearing my throat, I eyed the ceiling. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He chuckled and lifted me until my ass rested on the edge of the desk. He hooked his fingers at my waistband.

“Be careful with Link.”

Tanner stilled, eyebrows furrowing. “And who is Link?”

“My gun.”

Relief fluttered over his features. “From my recollection you named that little knife of yours too.” He chuckled. “You have peculiar hobbies.”

He pulled my pants down until they fell to my feet and my gun thumped on the ground.

“Arms flat on the desk,” he murmured huskily.

“Your papers,” I gasped, but he ignored me.

The little voice from his call continued rattling off numbers as his belt clinked. He flattened me into the position he wanted, then slammed his cock deep into my pussy. My spine arched off the surface, crinkling all sorts of papers beneath me. A balloon inflated in my chest, feeling on the verge of popping. I grinned up at the ceiling.

Tanner slipped out until the tip of his cock hovered at my entrance. With precise, steady ruts he fucked me. I’d be surprised if any of the papers survived intact.

The voice from the call repeated his name, and Tanner pressed his finger to my lips as he pressed the phone to his ear.

“Yes.”

His thrusts didn’t stutter and he watched me with a heated gaze. Watching his jaw twitch while he kept his voice even set me off.

Electrical pulses spiraled through my pussy, and I cried out. My channel throbbed around his cock, gripping him tight and making his next thrust disjointed.

“I’ll call you later,” Tanner grunted and ended the call.

His fingertips dug into my thighs, almost slicing my flesh.

I whimpered and lights flashed behind my eyes. Meeting each of his hard thrusts dragged me over another precipice. He clutched my hand; he could have been chopping another finger off for all I cared. Shivers trembled down to my needy pussy.

I panted, puddle-like as I studied him from slitted eyes. My mind floated from the blissful wave it rolled on.

He’d put something on my hand. I wiggled my fingers in the air, admiring the circular cut of the diamond ring.

I blurted the first thing that came to mind. “Fae have a branding ceremony.”

“Yes, but you also work among humans, and their symbol of belonging is a wedding ring.” He smiled and the side of his hand caressed my ass. “Relax.” His husky voice sent shivers up my spine, and my pussy tightened around his dick.

I gasped.

“Do you like this?” He arched my hips higher with his next thrust and shoved the plug into the bud of my ass.

“Y-yes,” I half whimpered, and half cried. My legs trembled in his grip as he fucked me with steady thrusts.

Tanner delved under my shirt, dragging down the cup of my bra. The pinch to my nipple made me jolt against him. Moaning, I wiggled. He brushed his fingers down my belly and caressed where we were connected. The soft graze of his finger forced me to grind on his cock. Then he pinched my clit and absolutely everything tightened. My ass clenched around the plug, and my pussy gripped him. Pleasure rippled through every nerve in my body. I shot straight up with a gasp, falling over a cascading release. I couldn’t stop from moving on his cock if I tried.

A ringing assaulted my ears, and I was hauled back to reality. It didn’t fade as a vibration jolted the desk. He pulled the plug from my ass, and my legs twitched.

“Answer the phone, Maya.” Tanner’s words were difficult to comprehend at first.

I slid my palm across the desk and snatched it up. Helen’s name flashed across the screen.

“Hello,” I croaked despite trying my best to regulate my voice.

“Maya?” She asked. “Are you coming down with something?”

“No, what’s up?”

After a moment of silence, she explained. “I’m getting married!”

I gasped, but it was more from Tanner thrusting deep into my pussy again than from surprise.

He groaned.

“What was . . . never mind. I’ll text you the details, you sexual deviant.” She hung up, and my phone thumped on the desk.

I reached for the front of Tanner’s shirt and dragged him to my lips. His tongue tangled with mine, and I matched his fervent kiss. A dull repetitive thud came from the door.

“Not right now,” Tanner called against my mouth.

“It’s important,” Beckett said through the door. His voice sounded off. I clutched Tanner’s bicep.

“We’ll continue this later,” he threatened as he shoved his stiff, wet cock into his slacks and belted it shut. He groaned while he zipped up. The bulge made the threat very real.

I pulled my clothing on while Tanner opened the door. Beckett entered with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Phineas Simon tried to reach you, but you weren’t answering, so he called me,” he said to Tanner, and then paused, slowly sliding his attention to me. “Your sister is requesting to see you.”

Well, shit.