Part 5

I was mid-thrust when my phone buzzed on the bed next to me. I gripped it in my hand and shifted back on my heels and pulled out. I motioned for Lacey to turn around and I pushed back inside her as she lifted her ass in the air.

“Yes,” I answered, keeping one hand on her hip.

“Did you know that Briarwood University has a female volleyball team?”

“Fuck, Wilder. My phone’s on ‘do not disturb’. That means you only call when it’s an emergency.”

“This is an emergency, SV. A volleyball team. I’m sending you pics.”

Lacey moaned and thrusted back against me. She whimpered when I thrust hard into her and Wilder stopped talking on the other end. She moaned again and Wilder let out a shuddering breath.

“Are you getting your dick sucked right now?”

“No,” I said. She was clenching me with her pussy muscles, her walls fluttering around me. “I’m letting off some steam.”

“Ah, mid-fuck, gotcha, SV. But while I have you … why don’t cows ever have money?”

I huffed out a laugh as Lacey’s orgasm ripped through her. “I don’t know, Wilder. Why?”

“Because they keep getting milked dry.” He cackled loudly and I snorted.

“That one wasn’t too bad.”

“Your life would suck if you didn’t know me.”

She clenched her muscles again and I could feel it all the way down to my balls. They tightened and pulled up as another ripple went through her and I started thrusting harder as she panted for breath.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I said and let the phone fall to the bed as I gripped her hips. She arched her back, one hand going between her legs as I kept chasing my own orgasm. I pulled out of her as my balls started emptying themselves into the condom and my chest heaved.

I wiped the sweat from my brow and grabbed my phone. “Are you still there?”

“Fuck, yeah. I wasn’t missing that porno. I’ll meet you at the car in ten minutes,” he said and ended the call.

I got rid of the condom, washed my hands and splashed cold water on my face. Lacey was on her side on the bed, holding her head up with one hand. I grabbed my briefs and pulled them on before grabbing my jeans and pulling them on as well. I sat down on the edge of the bed and started putting my shoes on.

Lacey shifted closer and her fingers trailed over my thigh. “That’s an interesting tattoo on your back. What does it mean?”

“I don’t do small talk and I don’t cuddle afterwards. You should know this by now,” I said, and got to my feet. “You can stay the night if you want to.”

“Seriously? You’re just going to leave?” Hurt was etched in her eyes but I couldn’t care less.

“Lacey, this isn’t a new thing. I told you this would never turn into a thing.” I never lied and promised something I couldn’t deliver. My father had been different, he’d had relationships with the women he fucked, but I wasn’t him.

“We just had sex, asshole,” she said, clutching the sheet to her chest.

“Yeah, just like every other time I call and you come running. You make this shit way too easy for me.” I grabbed my jacket and pocketed my phone and wallet. At the door, I stopped and turned to look at her. “Men are assholes, Lacey, and I’m no exception. Stop being at my beck and call and I might respect you more for it. You always knew I only wanted one thing from you. Women like you don’t change men like me.”

The shocked expression on her face was the last thing I saw before I closed the door behind me and stepped inside the elevator. I didn’t have a security team like my father had. Our enemies were long dead but I wasn’t stupid enough to think that new enemies wouldn’t crawl out of the woodwork once I got to Briarwood. I would have to get some men that could blend into the background.

Wilder was waiting at the curb and I climbed into the passenger seat. He took off down the street the moment I closed the door and headed toward the docks. Vivaldi’s Stabat Mater filtered through the speakers and I smiled at Wilder. I’d always been preferential to violin concertos and probably Italian composers as well. Classical music took me back to an era when things were more civil, in my mind at least. The bloodshed was a given, but the shared hatred had been civil in public. That’s what the music made me feel.

Wilder stopped the car in front of the large gates and punched in a code. The gates slid open, one camera trained on his face and the other one on the licence plate. The front door of the compound opened just as Wilder parked and we got out.

“I was wondering when you were going to show your ugly face here.” The voice was smooth and rich, no hint of an accent. The man standing in front of me had dark blonde hair, his mother’s caramel brown eyes, and his father’s build.

“You wish you were as pretty as me,” I said and Wilder cackled again.

Niko laughed and we embraced, patting each other’s backs. “It’s good to see you, cousin.”

Nikolai Volkov was every bit Lev Volkov’s son, right down to the Volkosob standing next to him. This dog preferred liver too and I could remember the last time we all went hunting. The brutality of the dog ripping into flesh would forever stay with me. It had been mesmerizing, to say the least.

“I hear you’re leaving again soon,” Niko said.

“Yeah, we’re going to spread our legs,” Wilder said.

“Wings, Wilder, we’re going to spread our wings, for fuck’s sake,” I said.

“Just do it without fucking every girl on campus.” Lev’s voice was deep and rich, but it held amusement.

I shook my head. “Dominic told you?” Lev nodded his head, the smile now more prominent on his face.

“Aunt Hunter, you look hot,” Wilder said, and kissed her cheek.

Lev’s eyes darkened. “Enough with the kissing.”

“Still a jealous bastard,” Hunter said and gave him an innocent smile.

“The look between you two right now … fuck … don’t get a stiffy, don’t get a stiffy,” Wilder said, his voice lowering at the end. Lev’s menacing eyes landed on Wilder. “I’m kidding … fuck … Uncle Lev, calm down. I’ve had the stiffy the whole time.”

“You’re a fucking idiot,” Niko said, as we both laughed at Wilder, who was backtracking away from Lev. “Let’s go to the office. My father will join us once my mother’s confirmed who she belongs to.”