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When it finally started to fade and recede, Iris opened her eyes. The room was spinning, and she slammed them shut again, wondering if she was going to pass out. Leave it to Viking to make her come so hard, she was dizzy. Yeah, the man was dangerous to her. Mostly to her heart, of course, but also to her body and her mind. He was dangerous and he was addictive, and she needed him again. Already.Carefully, he withdrew his fingers, sliding out of her silken sheath easily. He lifted himself up and over her shaking body, careful not to crush her under his weight, gave her a tender kiss on her forehead.“Easy, baby.” He held Iris loosely, waiting for her to open her eyes so he could check her. “Shhhh, now. I got you.”She buried her face in his chest, held on for what seemed like dear life. He stroked her hair, felt her calm under his ministrations. When she finally gazed up at him, his heart swelled: she looked amazing. So beautiful, and sated, and glowing. He wanted to be the only man w

She felt him lengthen and thicken in her mouth, and she pulled back and off. Her hand took over now, pumping him, stroking him, and Viking knew that the end wasn’t just near. It was here.“Oh, fuck,” he managed to say, just before he lost all control. “Iris… Iris… God, Iris…”She watched as he came, his seed shooting out and hitting her chest. The pulsing heat warmed her from the outside in, and she slid his cock between her small breasts, enveloping him in her softness. He cried out again, an inarticulate sound of almost-pain, and shuddered as she moved him up and down, coaxing every last drop from him.Viking’s brain took a while to function again. She’d short-circuited it, he was damn sure about that, and he just floated on a hazy cloud of pure bliss for a minute. When she released him and crawled up his body, that was when he opened his eyes again, finally loosened his death-grip on the pillow.He pulled her up to his mouth, kissed her with every good, shining thing that he had. H

“OK, so, carry on boys,” Wolf said. “Call us tomorrow night, same as always.”“You got it,” Ice said. “You’ll deal with Iris, or whatever the hell her name actually is?”“You know it,” Wolf said grimly and Viking looked startled. “Stay safe out there, too. If a cop is involved with these maniacs, who knows how much protection they have locally.”He disconnected the call, then got to his feet. “Wolf,” Viking said in a hesitant tone. “What did you mean about dealing with Iris?”“What do you think I mean?” Wolf snapped. “If that Gideon motherfucker has a cop workin’ with him, then it means that he has resources available to him that we had no idea about. Cops can get video and traffic footage. They can trace license plates and access the DMV database. They can use all this stuff and start puttin’ pieces together. They can –”“Find Iris through the van and through me,” Viking said as the penny dropped; as always, Wolf was about eleven steps ahead of anyone else. “And through me they can

"We talked, between me being waterboarded in freezing cold water and left naked in a cage, and her being strung up with rope by her throat, then taken down and beaten. She told me that she’d flirted with some guy in town, and Gideon had been so enraged that he’d kept her down there ever since. I figured out then that as soon as Lily was shoved out, then I was brought in. I’d been on the fringes of the Garden for about two months, anyway, in that I knew Gideon and I thought he was – was my boyfriend.” She sighed and muttered, “So stupid.” Then she continued:“I’d met some of the men who I later realized were Guardians, and some of the women too. It had all been really casual – like meeting for a picnic or at a restaurant – and I felt like I was part of the group. You know? Like I was totally accepted and loved for who I was, even if who I was was a strung-out drug addict, always looking for her next fix.”“You were?” Scars asked her, surprised at this piece of information. “Gideon kne

Walton, UtahRoadrunners Bar“OK, man,” Drake said to his brother. “Time to flip.”Ice watched Dux retrieve a quarter from his jeans pocket, and he shook his head.“You’re really going to flip for who gets to ask the cop out?” Ice said; he knew that he shouldn’t be surprised by the twins’ shenanigans, but he still found himself caught out once in a while by them. “That’s how you’re going to decide?”“You got a better way?” Dux asked him brightly. “I mean, let’s face it: with all things being equal –”“Almost all things,” Drake butted in. “I have a slight advantage in one area.”“Bullshit,” Dux rejoined. “We’re identical, dear brother o’ mine, and that’s in all things, even that one. You know that I know that – and so do a number of very happy women.”“Bah,” Ice huffed and took a gulp of beer. “Everything always comes down to your dicks, doesn’t it?”“Is there anything else?” Dux asked him, his dark-blue eyes deadly serious. “And as long as we’re talking about happy women… is there a M