AZURA
I step out of the shower, towelling my hair to see Leo sitting at the edge of the bed and smoking a cigarette, lost deep in thought. His shirt buttons are open, and his elbows rest on his thighs, a few strands of his hair falling in front of his forehead. The boys had left not long ago, and we had retreated to our bedroom.
It’s past midnight, yet I’m not sleepy, despite the lack of sleep the night before. With everything going on, sleep just doesn’t feel like a priority.
“What’s on your mind?” I ask, tossing the towel into the washing hamper before walking over to him. I sit on his thigh and lock my arms around his neck as I caress the back of his neck.
He looks up, tilting his head as his eyes rake over me slowly. I’m just wearing a sports bra and Brazilian briefs. No, the plan wasn’t to entice him, but with Leo's extreme stamina, which is incredible, he never seems to get tired. Not that I’m complaining. I don’t mind riding that dick day and night. A smirk crosses his face, and I slam my walls up, groaning,
“Don’t say anything. Just answer the question.”
“Well, first of all, you’re the one who makes me into a fucking sex addict. Can you blame me when the moment you enter the room, looking like a sexy goddess, you pretty much consume my mind?” His hands run down my waist, caressing my hip before placing his hand on my stomach as he kisses my cleavage, trailing kissing up my neck sensually. Delicious, tantalising sparks course through me, and my pussy clenches at his words. I run my hand through his hair.
“Okay then, I meant, what were you thinking about before I entered?” I ask, yanking his head upwards and kissing his lips deeply.
“Someone’s playing rough tonight,” he murmurs, dropping back on the bed and pulling me onto his stomach, making me straddle him.
I bite my lip, trying to resist grinding against him, and instead bend down, kissing his neck as he squeezes my ass. We make out for a few moments before I force myself back, knowing if we don’t stop now, we won’t get to have this conversation.
“Tell me what’s up,” I order, tracing my finger over his lips. He sighs, looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes that get me dripping in seconds.
“I was thinking how only the Six knew about Judah being your ex… and I didn’t tell anyone about the sex videos…” I frown, looking at him.
“Then maybe someone, somehow, found out from someone else or something…”
“How? My security online is tight. Even Emmet isn’t that smart to breach it without me knowing. There’s no way.”
“Then?” I muse; my brows furrow as I try to make sense of it all. “I mean, you’re the one with the answers.” He sighs, smoking his cigarette and letting out a string of smoke.
“I really don’t know… I hate that I got to question this shit, but I’m considering putting all five under the Alpha command to speak the truth. I don’t fucking want to do that, but I need to be sure. I don’t have any other fucking option.”
That doesn’t sit right with me, either. It’s obvious Leo doesn’t want to do it.
“Do you think they’d betray you? I mean, if I told you right now that Jax swore at me or insulted me when you weren’t around, would you believe it?” He looks at me, frowning deeply, and shakes his head, removing one hand from my ass as he takes a drag on the cigarette that he has still been holding.
“I’d believe your words, but I don’t see Jax doing that.”
“Then why did you think Emmet could do what I said?” I ask. He frowns.
“Because I know his temper…” I nod slowly.
“You know… unless you have proof of something, I don’t think you should put them under the Alpha command. These are your closest and dearest, Leo… they’ve done nothing to give cause to these suspicions besides the fact that they were the only ones who knew.” I run my fingers through his hair, sighing softly. “I know you, Leo, and your ethics. It’s one of the good things I love about you, because you know I’m all for your cocky, arrogant bad boy ass.”
He smirks, tugging the back of my head down and kissing me on the lips. I kiss him back, gazing into his eyes as I become serious again.
“Bonds are based on trust… and I know you want to be safe and careful, but sometimes the best things are from not being so paranoid… just like our pup. You let yourself believe… even if it was just for a few hours… and we created this little devil.” Okay, I’m making no sense. “Do you get me?” He smiles faintly, that same sexy half-smile that makes my heart melt. Goddess, he is beautiful!
“Yeah, I do… letting my guard down will give me one of the greatest gifts I could ever fucking hope for.” He caresses my stomach. “I can’t wait to meet our pup… it’s going to be perfect.” I place my hand over his.
“Do you think you’ll still like me pregnant? Like to fuck? I know Alejandro loves Kiara pregnant. Think he had a kink…” I muse with a pout. Leo raises an eyebrow.
“I fucking will. Can you stop comparing me to him? We’re nothing alike.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that,” I reply, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. “Anyway, about your friends… I know I’m not as experienced as you, but I wouldn’t do it."
“Yeah… I get that. I just don’t want to make the same mistake again as I did with Emmet.”
“You won’t because I don’t think the Six had anything to do with this.” He nods slowly, his hands still playing with my ass.
“Yeah, or it’s someone who expects me to turn on my most trusted… someone who knows how I think? I don’t fucking know, and I hate that shit. But I’m certain it’s someone who knows me well. Maybe they even know Judah personally. I don’t know… we’ll see. Maybe tonight we’ll get some answers.”
“A lot of maybes, but we’ll get there,” I reply. “So, can I come?” My eyes sparkle with excitement.
“No.” I frown at his blunt refusal and sit back.
“What the hell do you mean, no? Want me to make a Voodoo doll again? Come on, please?” I ask, pouting as I bat my lashes whilst running my hands down his chest.
“It’s dangerous, Azura.” He narrows his eyes, looking away from my face. Dammit.
“I like danger. It gives me a pleasant thrill…” I whisper seductively, moving downwards until my pussy is pressed against his cock.
“No.”
“Damn, Leo, come on, it’s a human dinner. I can handle them.”
“It’s still dangerous.”
“So men can risk their lives, but women shouldn’t?”
“Kinda?” He shoots back arrogantly. “You’re pregnant.”
I sigh, “Come on. If you agree, not only will I give you one hell of a blowjob right now, but after our ceremony… I’ll be your personal stripper for the night…”
He’s hardening under me, and I smoothly drop to the floor, trying not to smirk at how much he wants me. I make quick work of his zipper and slide his jeans down slightly as I massage his cock that is pressing against his fitted boxers. Gazing appreciatively at his groomed pubic area, I want to lick every inch of this man. Fuck, he is so perfect…
“You’re playing dirty, baby girl,” he growls, but he doesn’t stop me from lowering his boxers.
“Oh, I can play dirtier if you want me to… I’m no angel, Blue-Eyes. Let me come with you, and I will fulfil your every fantasy… from a lap dance to so much more… I’ll give you a night to remember. You can bend me over any way you like and fuck me like a whore.”
I run my tongue along the base of his shaft, moaning against him. His scent is driving me crazy, and I want so much more. Lowering my walls, I let him see everything I’m envisioning.
“Fuck, baby girl,” he growls huskily, his hand twisting into my wet locks. His eyes are blazing as they meet mine
I don’t respond, wrapping my mouth around his cock. Seems like my man likes to get down and extremely dirty… Just like me. A perfect match.
So, tell me, what’s it going to be? I ask seductively through the link, gazing up at him innocently. He frowns slightly, clearly struggling.
Damn, he tastes so good. Oh, men definitely think with their dick often enough, even the smartest ones…
Smirking, I run my tongue along his cock tantalisingly slowly before taking it all in my mouth and sucking on it.
Let me go with you, I push as I move back. I let his cock leave my mouth with a small pop. It’s all up to you, baby. Want a night in heavenly sin, or do you want me to leave you hanging? He smirks arrogantly, yanking my head up and kissing me roughly.
You won’t be leaving me hanging.
Don’t try me, I challenge, my core throbbing while my heart is racing. Something about him manhandling me is enticing… he smirks.
Keep behaving like a brat, princess, and I will punish you.
Oh yes, Daddy.
I’d like to see you try, I shoot back.
Suddenly he is off the bed, and I find my head pressed back against the bed, my back against the side of the bed. His hand is now around my neck, his dick level with my face as he places a foot on either side of me on the ground. I reach up, pulling his jeans down.
Oh, fuck, yes… guess two can play this game.
I feel so horny right now, and just seeing this god’s cock is enough to make me come. I want him to fuck me hard, but I need to get what I want.
“So, can I go with you tonight?” I ask softly, the scent of my arousal hanging in the air. I wrap my hands around his cock, stroking it slowly as my eyes meet his blazing steel blue ones.
Fine, if you’re up to it because tonight you ain’t fucking sleeping, he growls huskily, his hand moving to my hair as he thrusts into my mouth brutally.
Oh, fuck yes…
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A masked dinner. I wasn’t expecting that, but I guess no one wants to roam around a cartel dinner with no protection of their identity.
Leo is allowing me to come, but he had set many conditions and rules. From the look in his eyes, I know he meant them, and I am to follow them. Will I? I don’t really know, but I don’t plan to risk my baby’s life, so yes, I’ll try to be a good little girl. One of the main ones is my appearance. I have to wear a dress that will hide my stomach. I have to wear contacts, a scent disguiser, and a wig, too. He doesn’t want me to look like me, even though I’ll be in a mask.
So, I decide to channel Mama, choosing a red wig, green contacts, and red lipstick. The dress I ended up settling for is a sparkly black mini dress with sheer long sleeves that are cinched at the wrist. It has a plunging neckline and a ruffled skirt that hides my minion away. It’s one of the dresses Winona had purchased. Damn, that woman is amazing. She’s my very own shopper, and I love it!
Leo had left early this morning and had returned with some jewellery, spending a good half an hour showing me what each thing is whilst I teased him that I felt like I was going on a secret mission. Unlike me, he hadn’t found it funny, saying it’s not a game or a movie. He had been right, though; I’m still aching from the brutal fuck session, one that I had loved so much.
So, I have to suck up my amusement and wear the bracelet that holds poisoned needles, earrings with a camera and microphone, and a necklace with a tracer. To be honest, I feel like I’m going on a mission. Even the ring has a smoke activator, and, the best part, they are all very stylish, too. Is it wrong that I really don’t mind if something goes down just so I can use all this stuff? Damn, it’s so cool.
However, the moment we step into the building, everything seems to change. The feeling of danger and power in the air seems to grow. Even Leo, in his black suit and mask, seems to feel colder. His piercing blue eyes look icier, and the power he oozes is intense. This is not his Alpha aura; that is reined in, or everyone would be struggling to breathe. This is something else. This dark power and strength he exudes is that of Schurke Wolf…
The Five flank us, each one wearing a mask, too. Behind them are another ten men, but they are not going to enter the ballroom with us. We are now approaching the ornate double doors that will lead to the banquet hall. No one is meant to be carrying a weapon, but I’m sure they all have something.
My stomach is fluttering with nerves, and, as if sensing that, Leo’s hand moves to the small of my back.
You okay there? Not getting cold feet, are you? His mocking voice asks through the link.
Not at all, I don’t do fear, I retort airily before frowning slightly. I just hope I don’t embarrass you.
Remembering how angry he had gotten when Emmet had mentioned the sex videos, I wonder if they are embarrassing for him. Marcel had been there, too… I wonder if Leo has seen the videos.
No, I have not. I don’t want to see another fucking man with his hands on you. And no, you are not a fucking embarrassment, he growls through the link, his hand on my waist tightening.
Glad to know... but I was just wondering if perhaps there was something in those that might give us answers. But I don’t want to see them myself either… Just the thought of Judah makes me sick. I wish I had never met him.
Those have been destroyed. We won’t need to go to that level to get answers. Judah Gallahan is racing against the clock because with every fucking day passing, he’s getting closer to his death. With those words that hold confidence, power, and rage, he looks at me, and I believe him. I nod slowly, unable to reply, as just then, Ace and Jin push open the doors to the glittering ballroom ahead.
Many scents hit me in the hall full of men and women. The chatter instantly dies down as all eyes turn to us. Even the volume of the music is lowered. A wave of fear rushes through the large room, the tension rising, and I know this is the power Leo - no, Schurke Wolf holds. Without even an introduction, everyone knows who he is, even from behind his mask.
Leo takes a slow drag on the cigarette that he holds in his free hand as he steps into the hall, his footsteps echoing in the silent room…