Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Can I ask you something?” she continued at a whisper.
He nodded. “Sure.”
“I don’t mean to put you in an awkward position. But . . . Apex said we all had to leave because some kind of timeline has been moved up. Can you tell me what this is about?”
When he shook his head, he discovered that however frustrated he’d been by the blackout on information, he was now glad Apex hadn’t told him much—because it meant he could be honest, here and now.
“I don’t know anything.” He shrugged. “And I asked Apex a hundred times. I’m just supposed to sync up everything and supply the feeds to a couple of sources. That’s all he would say.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, I’m packed up. Not that I brought much.”
Don’t come on too strong, he told himself. Be cool, be cool—
“You can leave with us, if you want. And if you need a place to stay, you can stay with me—or Apex would take you in, if you want—”
“No, I wouldn’t ask anybody to do that,” she murmured. “Especially Apex, given that he works for my father.”
“Well, I’m still an option. Just sayin’. No pressure.”
Mahrci’s flush lit her cheeks, in a way that made him realize how pale she’d gotten. “Oh, thank you, but I have somewhere to go. And no one will find me.”
So it’s like that, he thought with a pang in his chest.
As he locked his molars, he told himself he needed to put his zip code where his mouth was: He’d told her he was fine being used. He needed to back that shit up and not be a little bitch about being left behind—
“Are you safe?” she asked. “In your home?”
“It’ll do.” He didn’t bother to inform her he had more booby-traps in his one-bedroom apartment than there were snowbanks around them. “Don’t worry about me.”
When the laptop made a chirping noise, she said, “Are you finished?”
“No, not even close. I still have to do the upper and lower levels.” He looked around again—and saw nothing but her. “I’m making good progress, though.”
And what do you know, he decided to work even faster. If he could get this wrapped up soon enough, he might just ghost out before dawn and not have to stay over day.
Drawing out this goodbye with Mahrci seemed harder than getting it over with.
“You mind if I take care of your room now?” he asked. “I can get it done and then you’re free to—whatever.”
“Oh yes, of course.”
Together, they descended to the lower level. Her bedroom was the first on the left, and the door was partially open. He wondered if it was still from him dragging her ex out of there. Good times, good times.
Stepping aside, he waited for her to go in first—and, oh, man, she’d just had a shower. He could smell the shampoo and conditioner, the soap, too, and not just in the air, but on her.
He might have noticed upstairs, but he’d been distracted by a choking sense of dread . . . that he probably was never going to see her again after this—
He stopped his sad sacking and frowned once more. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Mahrci stared up at him, her hands worrying at the sleeves of her sweater, pushing them up, pulling them down.
“You can tell me what’s really going on,” he heard himself say. Then he motioned to the security unit on the ceiling. “That isn’t connected to the system yet.”
“You already know . . . everything.”
“All right.”
He gave her a chance to continue. When she didn’t, he walked under the pod he’d screwed in earlier and fired up the laptop. Waited for its light to change. Double-checked that it was entered in the manifest right.
“Bedroom one, I’m calling this,” he murmured.
“Can I help you?”
“No, I got it.” He eyed the Vuitton duffle that had been set just outside the bathroom. “Are you leaving before dawn, too—”
“Will you come with me?”
Mayhem stopped breathing. Then he slowly lowered the laptop. “What . . . are you saying?”
Across the way, in the garage quarters, Apex was out of his mind and totally grounded at the same time, especially as he looked down his body again and saw his arousal stretching Callum’s mouth, going in and out of those lips, being slicked from the sucking. And then at his base, that fist that was gripping him. And there was also a cup around his balls—
“I’m coming,” he growled as he tried to hold it in. “Callum—”
The wolven just went all the way down, and big surprise, that caused the ejaculations to explode out of him.
Whereupon they were promptly swallowed.
Arching into the pleasure, giving himself up, Apex was exactly where he wanted to be—he just wasn’t sure about the other male.
Except then Callum retracted until things popped out, literally. After that, the two of them just stayed where they were, Apex loose-limbed and on his back, the wolven perched over the cock he had just sucked off.