Page 38 of Dark Alliance
“Yes!” he growled, shoving his cock even deeper in me. It swelled, hot and hard and throbbing, and then exploded, his white-hot seed searing my walls with pure, sizzling pleasure.
The sensation of him so deep inside me sent me crashing right over the edge of bliss again, my pussy seizing and gripping his cock so tightly he couldn’t move. The spasms hit me hard and fast, rolling over me in thick waves of intense release, my entire body shuddering with each new wave.
“Please don’t let go,” I murmured against him, our bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle I’d been trying to assemble forever.
Finally. It was a collision. Me, Thal, and the wreckage of the life I’d left behind. It was an addiction I didn't want to cure.
My feelings for Thal were becoming a liability. A beautiful, lethal hunger.
I was a woman who’d come to terms with my own destruction, and I was ready to see what kind of queen would rise from the ashes.
Eleven
THE SYNDICATE’S TRAP
DAPHNE
The quiet of the desert night was interrupted solely by distant sirens and the soft glow of city lights in the distance. The Vegas skyline appeared on the horizon, a subtle hint of its impressive presence.
Thal and I hid behind the side of a dumpster, watching the building twenty feet away for any sign of movement. We’d been asleep in bed when he was summoned by James, his lieutenant. He woke Thal to deliver a time-sensitive message.
He had received intel that Rhea was moving the physical markers, the paper contracts and blood oaths that governed the city’s oldest debts. Specifically, a folder Rhea intended to go public with her claim against me.
Thal hadn't just come here to steal guns. He’d come to steal the title to my life before Rhea could auction it off to the highest bidder. If we could take back those records, Zeno’s dark mercy would lose its teeth, and Rhea would lose her leverage.
If we could break in and steal the weapons, then Rhea and her men would hear our message loud and clear.
Thal and I wasted no time, jumping out of bed and meeting James and his security detail a few blocks away to strategize before heading to the warehouse. Thal had tried to get me to stay home, insisting things could turn violent, but I insisted on coming with him.
If he wanted my help, then he was going to get it fully.
I was doing my best to suppress my irritation, but he seemed to realize I wasn’t going to give in, so he relented.
Every muscle in my body was tense with anxiety, my senses on high alert. I knew we might be heading into a very dangerous situation, and I desperately wanted to stay calm despite the immense nervousness coursing through my veins.
“Stay behind me,” Thal ordered, drawing his pistol from his holster. I cocked my gun and glanced over his shoulder, my eyes surveying the area around the building.
“We’re sure the weapons are in there?” I questioned. So far, we’d seen no sign of life.
“My informant is very reliable.”
I nodded, taking a deep breath.
Thal motioned to James and his men, who were hiding behind the corner of the building closer to the entrance. The plan was for them to go in first, and we’d follow. Thal was eager to join the first group, I could tell, but he had agreed to stay back to protect me, which also annoyed me.
I would have been fine on my own, but he seemed to think he was now responsible for me. I hadn’t argued, but I knew that was a discussion we would have to have later.
For now, I was determined to prove to him that I could handle myself well. He might have been eager to join his comrades, but I was eager to demonstrate my skills.
I’d have to get past him first in order to do that.
We watched as James and his men approached the door, crouching with their weapons drawn. They burst open the door and breached the building, disappearing into the dark space just as Thal started running.
I followed behind him, easily keeping up with his pace. He stopped at the door, pausing to look inside before rushing in. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but once they did, I saw a vast empty space with a few boxes arranged along the walls.
There wasn’t a soul in sight, other than our own men.
Thal turned on a light, illuminating the warehouse, with its gleaming concrete floors and cinderblock walls coming into view. I watched as James approached a group of boxes in one corner, flipped open the lid, and rummaged inside. After a few seconds, he looked over at Thal and shook his head.
