‘The only thing I care about is you,’ he snarled and smacked her one more time.
Rising on his knees, Dax released her wrists and flipped her over, while keeping her inside the triangle formed by his thighs and the mattress. ‘I’m safe. You can see me, there’s nothing wrong with me. Nothing happened to me.’
‘It’s about to,’ he said, throwing off his tee-shirt, he unbuckled his jeans and took himself out of his underwear. ‘You think that you can lie around naked in other men’s houses and I’ll just let it slide?’
‘I fell asleep after my shower, it’s been a long night.’
‘No more excuses,’ he said.
Still holding himself, he showed her two fingers then lowered them to her crotch. Massaging her clit as he passed it, Dax parted her lips and eased his fingers into her. There was no hiding her enjoyment now, it was coating the digits that he worked in and out of her.
‘We don’t…’ she exhaled. ‘We don’t have time for this.’
Bowing down, he caught her lower lip between his teeth then licked her upper lip before he delved his tongue into her mouth and kissed her. Their breathing was loud, each desperate breath was needed to maintain the fervour of this joining.
Her hands caressed his body, working their way around to his ass, which was still half in his jeans. He hadn’t gotten naked, but already he was pressing the head of his dick into her. Widening her legs, Ivy elevated her hips, begging him to move into her, to fill her now.
Just when she was giving up hope and believing that he wanted to tease her, he eased himself inside, and she smiled at him, touching her fingertips to his lips. His lips parted, and he caught one of her fingers in his teeth. He bit her with just enough force to be uncomfortable, but he didn’t break the skin, then he opened to free her fingers and concentrated on pumping his dick in and out of her pussy.
A quick fuck was all they had time for, and he was on his way to climax already, bringing her along with him.
‘Yes, Dax,’ Ivy gasped out. ‘Oh, yeah.’
This wasn’t their house, and they weren’t alone, but Dax wasn’t asking her to be quiet, and she had no intention of subduing herself. With her eyes locked to his, Ivy matched his thrusts, his depth massaged each secret crevice within her sending flames licking up through her womb, to her abdomen and into her heart.
A steady moan pulsed out of her as he took her closer, then just when she was on the edge of the precipice, he kissed her, swallowing the cries of orgasm she released into him. With a few more thrusts, he was right there with her, finishing himself and filling her with his precious nectar.
While she was still glowing and twitching through the aftershocks of orgasm, he rolled off her and flopped down onto his back beside her. ‘They’re at the GoldSpring,’ Dax panted. ‘I called before I got here. They’re not in their suite now, so I’ll have to keep trying. You’re staying here until I’ve got Rosie, and then I’ll take you both back.’
‘She won’t go with you,’ Ivy said, rolling to her side and supporting her head with her hand. ‘She doesn’t know you. Trystan won’t let you take her either. He’ll have plenty of snide jokes about you stealing another of his women.’
‘I don’t care about his jokes and Rosie will come with me, if I have to pick her up and carry her then she’ll fucking come with me.’
‘If you let me come with you then I can deal with Rosie while you keep Trystan at bay. We do make a good team, you know.’
‘You’re forgetting about this stupid bounty. I don’t want you out there because I don’t want you to get hurt.’
‘Word won’t be out here yet,’ she said, stroking her fingertips up and down his sternum. ‘It will be quicker if you let me come. You will draw attention to yourself if you take Rosie against her will. We can be in and out by tonight if we work together.’
‘You’re so sure that Rosie will come with you?’ Dax asked.
‘You can get us a room so that we have a key-card. If we take a car and park in the hotel parking lot, then we can take an elevator straight to their floor. Who will we come across in a hotel corridor? More than that, who would know to look for me there? No one in Vegas will have heard about the bounty yet. You said yourself that word takes time to get around.’
They were dealing with this drama caused by her sister and Trystan Stark, then they would have to go back to LA to deal with the bounty and with Maurice Stark. Ivy wondered when she’d have the time to talk to Dax about what Carina had told her. She would have to, but now didn’t seem like the time to bring up his mother and her history.
‘Fine. I’ll keep calling the hotel, and as soon as we know they’re there I’ll set up a meeting with Trystan.’
‘If they know that we’re coming, won’t they run away?’
Dax exhaled and raised his arm to put it over her head and around her shoulders, bringing her body onto his. ‘You’re missing the point. Trystan only went after Rosie because she was easy pickings and because he knew it would rile us. He’ll agree to a meeting. He’ll want to see us running after him and begging him for a favour. This is the kind of thing that Trystan does to amuse himself.’
‘He still hasn’t gotten over his grudge, has he?’
‘Doesn’t look like it,’ Dax said. ‘But don’t worry, we won’t have to deal with him ever again after this. I can talk to Mauri, he might send Trystan on a forced vacation of his own.’
Resting her head on his chest, Ivy enjoyed this moment that they had together; they were few and far between these days. She didn’t think that Mauri would be sending Trystan anywhere, not while he was sick and could go at any time. But she had to admit that the idea of Trystan taking a long walk certainly sounded like a good idea to her.
Ivy came out of the bedroom and closed the door. She had come to Saul’s place and brought Carina with her, yet she’d spent all afternoon in bed with her husband, and that wasn’t exactly polite of her. Making the effort to be social, she entered the living room and saw Carina was reading while Saul was seated on a second couch watching sports on TV. When Ivy came in, both of them stopped to make her their focus.
‘Where’s Dax?’ Carina asked, slipping a bookmark into her book.
‘Asleep,’ Ivy said. ‘I’ll wake him up soon.’
‘Glad everyone’s so comfortable,’ Saul muttered and switched off the TV.
‘Where’s Brittany? Do you want me to explain that—‘
‘That what?’ he asked. ‘That my ex-girlfriend showed up to track down her sister with her mother-in-law in tow? That my ex-girlfriend’s husband came to protect her against the bounty hunters but they ended up screwing in my second bedroom instead?’
Wincing against the obvious annoyance in Saul’s voice, she crossed to sit on the couch with him. ‘In his defence, Dax was still protecting me while we were having sex.’
‘And I can’t say a goddamn word that might upset you or scare you away ‘cause there’s a good chance your husband will kill me in my sleep if I do,’ Saul hissed.
‘Dax wouldn’t kill you while you slept, that’s like shooting a man in the back, it’s not sportsmanlike.’
‘I’m reassured,’ he said.
‘We appreciate this,’ Ivy said, reaching over to take one of his hands onto her knee. ‘And look on the bright side, you’re making a new friend. Having a guy like the Ravager on your side could prove to be advantageous.’
‘The Ravager?’ Carina asked, drawing their attention.
‘It’s the name Dax fights under,’ Ivy said.
‘He’s a pro on the underground fighting circuit. My ex-girlfriend married a man who knows a hundred ways to kill a man without making a sound.’
Carina didn’t exactly smile, but her eyes lit in amusement. Poor Saul was flabbergasted, but he could only accept his fate as it stood, because they needed him. ‘We’ll only be here a little while longer. Now that Dax is here, he’ll keep Trystan occupied while I talk to Rosie. I promise, we’ll be gone by tonight. Brittany will appreciate a man who treats women right, she wouldn’t like it much if you just tossed us out onto the street.’