Masuk“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
Archer helps me off the stage. He follows behind me as I walk the line of members waiting for me. Each of them shake my hand. A jolt of energy courses through my body as our tattooed hands touch. I’m almost to the end when I run into an younger man. He has kind, green eyes and hair as black as nig
“Laura,” I say immediately, shaking my head. “It had to be her. She was the only one who had access to everything.” “Her,” Archer says. “Andyou.” “Seriously, Archer?” I sneer. “You’re still trying to put the blame one me? Even after all of this evidence?” “What evidence?” Archer snaps. He thro
Anger takes over me. I lunge at Laura and tackle her to the ground. I shove her once then twice then dig my hand into her hair. I pull strong enough that I rip a chunk of the fake blonde out and then go back to trying to pummel her to bits. Laura gets the leg up on me and rolls me onto my back so
“I can’t lose anyone again.” I feel wetness streak down my cheeks. I blot at my cheek with my hand. I hadn’t even realized I was crying. Here I am, crying again because of Archer. Only this time, my heart aches for him. Everyone bone in my body is screaming to move and comfort him, to wrap him bet







