Monroe, Marla - The Edge of Night [The Protectors 3](Siren Publishing Classic) (30 page)

“Don’t tease me. Fuck me.”

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to fuck you. Just not right now. Right now, I’m having fun.”

“Remember that two can play at that game,” she said in a breathless voice.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Morgan answered.

With her next breath, he plunged his finger deep within her hot pussy and fucked her with it as she keened out loud. He pulled out and added a second finger before entering her. He searched around inside her until she knew he would find that special spot that sent her flying.

While his mouth ravaged her breasts, his fingers dipped in and out of her cunt until he finally located her hot spot, causing her to gasp for breath as suddenly stars exploded behind her eyes. He reached his thumb up and applied pressure to her clit, sending her flying higher than ever before. She gasped for breath, calling out his name as she came, flooding her pussy with her juices. He withdrew and slid to the bottom of the bed where he began sucking her cum up as fast as she delivered it.

“You taste like heaven, Amanda. I can never get enough of your sweet honey.” He swiped his tongue over and over, scooping up her juice, humming his appreciation.

His tongue began building her up again as he rasped over her clit with each pass of it. Amanda tugged on her nipples as the feeling of expectancy began to build in her womb all over again. When she felt the first tingles of climax, Morgan stopped and climbed over her. He positioned his cock at her slit and pulled her legs over his elbows before delving into her hot cunt in one deep plunge. She cried out as the pleasure/pain of his girth took her by surprise. He stopped, letting her adjust to his presence, then began slowly moving in and out of her tight pussy.

She urged him on faster by raising her pelvis to meet his thrusts. He slowly increased his speed until he was powering in and out of her. Amanda reveled in the feel of his cock tunneling deep within her. His dick touched her cervix with each deep thrust. When he rolled her up higher on her shoulders and fucked her harder than ever before, she felt her climax sharpen as it built tighter inside her womb. She could tell he was getting close since he was losing his rhythm.

“Fuck baby, I’m going to come.” He reached between them and applied pressure to her clit, sending her over into oblivion.

The next thing Amanda knew, he was cleaning her up with a warm cloth. She moaned and turned her head in order to see him. He looked thoughtful as he finished with the cloth. She watched him discard it by the bed. When his eyes didn’t meet hers, she knew he was regretting having let go so thoroughly with her. She swallowed hard and gave him the out that he needed.

“Damn, that was good. Too bad we’re going to be parting ways soon. I could get used to sex with you.” She stretched and sat up on the edge of the bed, effectively turning her back to him. “I need a shower. I bet everyone is ready to eat dinner by now.”

“They’ll wait on you. Go ahead and take a shower. I’ll let them know it will be another twenty or thirty minutes,” he said.

Amanda could hear the relief in his voice. It tugged on her heart. She loved him, but he couldn’t love her, not with Guy’s baby inside of her. Tears formed in her eyes, so she kept her back to him until she heard the door open, then close.

Fool, you knew better than to let your heart get involved.

Without turning around, she gathered her things, then walked to the bathroom and dropped everything on the floor. She slid down the closed door, crying silent tears. Right then, she couldn’t hate Guy because without the mess she’d gotten into, she would never have met Morgan. Despite his breaking her heart, she wouldn’t give anything to have missed her time with him.

When the tears finally slowed down enough she could think without sobbing, Amanda stood up using the tub to regain her stance. She turned on the shower and stepped in even before the water warmed up. Slowly, she began to wash away the evidence of Morgan’s lovemaking, hoping it wouldn’t be for the last time, not yet.

* * * *

Morgan was talking with the twins about how to set up a meeting with Guy and keep Amanda safe at the same time when she walked through the door. She appeared freshly showered and, for all the world to see, happy. But Morgan saw the sadness reflected in her eyes when she smiled at him. She knew that their time was running out. He hadn’t been letting himself dwell on it, but now, with things about to heat up, he did.

“Hey Morgan. You with us?” Jethro asked.

“Yeah, just thinking,” he said.

“Well, stop thinking with your dick and get your mind back on this,” Jethro teased.

“Fuck off, man,” Morgan said.

Jethro held up both hands and took a step back. “It’s cool. Everything’s cool.”

“Shit, sorry, I’m just preoccupied, and you’re right. I need to get my mind back on track.”

He forced his concentration back on their plans and closed thoughts of Amanda out of his mind for the time being. Subconsciously, he tracked her every movement and knew that she and Dodge were getting along just fine, which irked him.

“So do we just send him a copy of the disc and let him see for himself, or do we invite him to a hotel room, show it to him, and then give him our demands?” Tyler asked.

“She needs to be in on it regardless of how we do it,” Justin said.

“He has to see her as a strong force to be reckoned with and know that she means business,” Jethro continued.

“I don’t want her in any danger.” Morgan ran a hand through his hair.

“We’ll all be around, so he’ll know he can’t try anything,” Jethro promised.

“So, are we going to tell her about the plan after dinner tonight or tomorrow?” Tyler asked.

“I vote for after dinner.” Jethro looked over at his brother.

“Ditto,” Justin added.

“Tyler? What do you think?” Morgan asked.

“The sooner the better. She’s going to need some time to let it settle in so she can act forceful in front of Guy.”

“Then we’ll talk to her after dinner and lay it all out for her.” Morgan ran his hands over his face.

He was bone-deep tired. He didn’t want her to have to have anything to do with the scumbag. But they were all right, of course. In order to make it stick, she had to be as much a part of it all as they were, maybe even more so.

Dinner was a rowdy affair. Dodge had cooked and turned out to be a fairly good one at that. Morgan hadn’t realized that about him. He guessed there were a lot of things about all of the others he didn’t know about.

After dinner was over and the kitchen cleaned up, they all retired to the living room. Tyler, Morgan, and Amanda took the couch, Jethro and Justin grabbed the love seat, and Dodge got in the recliner without pushing it back.

“Morgan says you have something figured out to get Guy to leave me alone,” Amanda began, leaning forward, obviously eager to know what it was.

“I was able to obtain a copy of a disc of Guy in a compromising situation,” Dodge began. “We send it to him with a note that unless he follows our directions to the letter, we will put it out on the Internet and leak it to the press.”

“What kind of situation is it?” Amanda asked, her brow furrowed.

“Um…” Dodge looked over at Morgan for help.

“It’s not pretty, Amanda. He’s being punished by a dominatrix.”

“He’s what? Why would he have wanted anything to do with me if he was into that?” she demanded.

“Probably to throw anyone off concerning his real kink. Men have affairs all the time, and they’re forgiven. Once he decided to run for mayor, he realized if it got out about his style of kink, he’d be sunk. So, he chose you as a distraction. If anyone found out about you, they probably wouldn’t look any further. He didn’t necessarily keep you a total secret either,” Jethro told her.

“So I never really meant anything at all. Not even as a mistress,” she whispered.

“Baby, he’s a sick fuck. Don’t take anything he’s done or said or will say personal,” Morgan said, squeezing her shoulder.

“So, what do I need to do?” she asked in a quiet voice.

“First of all,” Dodge began, “you need to choose where you want to live, then select a lawyer close by to handle your affairs.”

“I don’t have a clue where to settle down.” She looked over to Morgan for support.

“Um, I think I know the perfect place for now. You can live there until the baby is born and you get your feet under you,” he said.

“Where is that?” she asked.

“My house. I don’t live there anymore, so it’s standing empty. I’ve had someone keeping it clean and the grass mowed, but other than that, it’s pretty much move-in ready. Um, there’s even a nursery.” He swallowed, but didn’t look at her.

“Man, that’s a great idea. Mrs. Pullum lives right across the street. She’d be great for babysitting, I bet,” Tyler said.

“Yeah, well, I was planning on selling it in another few months, but this will work out well. Gives Amanda somewhere safe to live and keeps the house in good shape and gives it that lived-in feeling for when I do put it on the market.”

“I can’t live in your house, Morgan.” Amanda’s lips thinned.

“Why not?” everyone in the room asked at once.

“Because I can’t pay rent or anything. I’ve got to find a job, and there’s no way I can afford a house as big as it sounds.”

“You don’t have to pay rent or utilities. Everything is paid for. All you have to do is save your money for when the baby comes and afterwards, when you decide where you want to live permanently,” Morgan assured her.

“I’m not a fucking charity case.” She stood up, jamming her hands onto her hips.

“Then tell me what you’re going to do until your baby is born and then how in the hell you expect to take care of it? Guy can waltz in and snap him right out of your arms if you don’t have any way to care for him.” Morgan hated himself for using Guy, but she needed to accept his offer.

Tears formed in her eyes, but they didn’t fall. Instead, her jaw worked as she tried to regain control of her emotions.

“Fine. I will accept your more than generous offer, but I will only stay as long as it takes for me to save up enough money for moving somewhere else,” she said in a cold voice.

Then she turned back to Dodge. “Okay, what next?”

“You choose your lawyer and meet with him. Explain everything to him, and put him on retainer. Give him a copy of the disc to hold for you with the instructions that if anything happens to you, it goes public, and name someone to be the baby’s guardian.” Dodge nodded toward Morgan. “He has the list of good lawyers for just this type of problem.”

She turned toward Morgan and held out her hand expectantly. He huffed out a breath and pulled out the list he’d folded and slipped into his pocket. He unfolded it and handed it to her. She read through the names and information about each of them. She folded it and kept it in her hand.

“Okay, once I’ve done that, what next?”

“We set up a meeting with Guy so you can tell him that he will stop harassing you or you will air that disc all over the Internet and leak it to the press. You want him to sign a letter relinquishing all rights to your child to you. He will have nothing to say about it, and his name won’t be on the birth certificate.” Dodge leaned back in the chair.

“Amanda, if you will let me choose the lawyer, I know which one will do this for you free of charge,” Morgan said, wincing when she narrowed her eyes at him.

“I have money I can use for that,” she ground out.

“I know you do, baby, but you should save that for later. You still have clothes to buy for you and the baby, as well as a hospital bill.”