Page 75 of The Devil's Reward
“Oh I’ll make it worth your while, gorgeous,” I whisper in her ear, my teeth lightly nipping at the lobe. “I’ll lick that pussy for hours until you’re begging me to fill you with something else. Something much harder and bigger than my tongue and fingers.” She shivers and swallows hard.
“Behave,” she hisses back, but the desire in her eyes tells me she’s intrigued. After last night, maybe we’ll get there faster.
I lift my head just in time to see Sniper come back out of the kitchen. “It was tempting, but I didn’t try any,” he tells Quinn with a smile.
Quinn smiles back. “I wouldn’t tell,” she promises. She looks back up at me. “I just wanted to stop by with that and make sure you were okay. I know you’re probably heading back to the hospital, so I don’t want to take up more of your time.”
“Gorgeous, you can take up as much of my time as you like,” I assure her. “But yes, we are going back to the hospital soon. They said it will probably be a couple of days before Bullet, Rose, or Sage wake up, so it’s no rush.”
“Actually,” Sniper says suddenly, making me look over at him in question to see him looking at his phone, “it looks like we need to head over now. Bullet’s awake.”
Instantly, I’m on high alert. “Rose and Sage?” I ask.
“Not yet,” Sniper says with a shake of his head.
“We’ll get out of your way,” Quinn says quickly.
“I’m sorry,” I say apologetically.
She holds up her hand. “Shadow, never apologize for being concerned about your family. Let me know how he is, though, will you? I really enjoyed meeting him. When they’re all up for visitors, I’ll come up, okay?”
“You’re too good for me,” I murmur, kissing her again, enjoying the taste of her long enough that I hear Macy gagging behind me. I pull away and look over at the little girl, who is dramatically holding her stomach and mock retching. Viper is laughing, clearly delighted. I let go of Quinn and grab Macy, who lets out a screech of surprise, and then a chorus of laughter as I hang her upside down and tickle her sides. “Maybe you need some cooties too, sugar,” I tell her loudly over her high-pitched squeals of joy.
“No!” she begs. “No cooties. Boys are gross!”
“That’s right,” I agree, flipping her right side up and looking into her red face, some of her hair standing on end where it’s slipped out of her braid. “You remember that until you’re fifty.” Then I set her down and rest my hand on her head to keep her from falling over until she gets her feet under her.
Quinn is smiling at me. “We need to go, Macy, so say goodbye to everyone.”
“Can we come back?” Macy asks, looking up at me.
“You’re always welcome here,” I tell her, looking over at Quinn so she knows that means her too.
“We’ll make sure to have you over when Archer is here,” Viper tells her, ruffling her hair and making her laugh again.
Quinn takes Macy’s hand. “Bye,” she says softly to me.
“We’ll walk you out.” We follow them out, and I watch as she gets Macy into her car seat before she rounds the car and climbs into the driver’s seat. We don’t move until they’re down the driveway and pulling out the gate.
“That is one sweet woman,” Sniper remarks, making me glare at him. He smirks at me. “Too bad she’s too young for me, I might give you a run for your money, brother. The little girl is going to have you run ragged by the time she’s graduating high school.”
“I can’t be the only one who can’t wait to see what trouble that one gets into with the women,” Viper says with a wicked grin.
“Lord help me,” I gripe. “If I’m lucky I can keep her out of jail until then.”
Both men laugh. “I think you better be collecting more bail money, brother,” Sniper suggests as we head to our bikes. “And probably setting up a separate account for little Ms. Cute.”
I sigh, because I know he’s right.
We head for the hospital and when we reach their floor, I see we’re the only ones there. “You didn’t let anyone else know?” I ask Sniper quietly as we head for Bullet’s room.
“I want to talk to him without worrying about our mole showing up,” Sniper answers. “If Bullet’s up to talking, he’s going to have questions.”
“Good call,” I say, following him and Viper into the room. I nod at Hulk and Crypt who are both standing guard outside the doors. Both nod back, then resume their posts. I don’t miss the way the nurses either give them a wide berth, or watch them with clear interest. Neither man gives any kind of reaction.
In the room, Rose and Sage are both still unconscious, but Bullet is awake, looking a little worse for wear, but alert enough that I feel the punch of his gaze when it lands on us. His breathing tube has been removed, replaced by an oxygen line under his nose. “Good to see you awake and kicking, Prez,” Viper tells him as we all stop at the end of the bed. Stone, King, and Torque are at his bedside, looking relieved.
“Gonna take more than that to kill me,” he rasps out. He looks at me. “Thank you,” he says softly. “King told me you got my Rose out. I owe you everything for that, brother.”
