Slade (The Protectors #6)(48)
“What do you have for me?” Alice was eager to get things in place.
“A lot.” The man looked Alice over, a cocky grin curving his lips. “What do you have for me?”
Slowly slipping her expensive coat off her shoulders, she stared at the handsome undercover detective who was in her pocket. He was her kind of man, sexy, buff, with a ‘f*ck you’ attitude. She loved when his eyes traveled over her breasts that spilled out of her tight dress. “This is just a hint of what I have for you, but first, why don’t you make me wet by telling me what you have.” She loved human men. They were so easy and thought with their cocks, and Detective Jim Daniels had a big cock.
His eyes flamed at what was to come. Handing her a folder, he grinned. “I think you’ll be happy.”
“I hope so.” She opened the folder and the first thing she saw was that little bitch half-breed, Jill, with Adam, Steve and another breed who Alice thought looked familiar, but wasn’t sure. There were different pictures of them with the Warriors. One caught her eye. “Why were they at a paintball arena?”
“Well, it seems that they are getting ready to be initiated into the VC Council.” The man sounded proud of his find.
“Shit! I didn’t know they were doing that now. I thought it was next year.” Alice shuffled through the pictures faster. When she was a part of the Warriors as a donor, she knew everything that was going on. Since leaving, she was left in the dark. God, she hated them, every single one of them and their bitch mates. “We can’t let that happen. The little bitch will be protected for life.”
“The little bitch?” Jim grinned. “Is this a personal vendetta, Mrs. Mayor?”
Alice laughed. “Yes, against that little bitch, it is personal.”
“So what’s the plan, boss?” Jim leaned back, waiting for his orders as his eyes feasted on her full breasts and long legs.
Liking the hold she had over this man, Alice thrust her breasts out with a sigh. Men always liked to think they were in charge. Most didn’t like taking orders from a woman, even though they were paid well in both money and favors. “I’m not sure, Jim.” Alice put her finger near her mouth, running it back and forth across her full lips. “I do know one thing I want done, and that’s for the Warriors to be shaken up a bit.”
“Consider it done.” Jim’s eyes slid back and forth with her finger. “I’ve got enough man power to f*ck with them.”
“Well, I don’t care what you do or who you kill, but…” She held up Jill’s picture, “she stays alive. There will be a big bonus for her.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Jim nodded, taking the pictures before tossing them to the other seat across from them. “Any other orders?”
“Yeah, there’s a new Warrior; he’s American Indian,” Alice sneered, remembering the bastard in Tom’s office. She hated him almost as much as she hated that little breed bitch. “If he happens to get a silver bullet between the eyes, there will be another bonus.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jim’s grin turned menacing. “Will definitely be on the lookout for him.”
“You do that.” Alice gave him a flirty smile. Pulling out an envelope, she handed it to him. “You can count it.”
Tossing the money onto the pictures, Jim shook his head. “I trust you.” His eyes went to her breasts.
Alice could hear his desire in his heartbeat. Slowly, she slipped the dress down her shoulders; baring her breasts, and then pulled her dress up, exposing the fact she was not wearing underwear. “Your bonus for the pictures.”
Jim reached out, grabbing one of her breasts with one hand, then pulling her closer with the other one. “Honey, I can’t wait to see what my bonus is when I bring the Warriors to their knees.”
Looking out the window as Jim nipped down her neck, Alice’s eyes turned black as night. “You do that, Detective, and you may become my head of security with daily bonuses.”
Moaning, Jim made quick work of dropping his pants and plunging into her. Alice bared her fangs, sinking her teeth deep into his neck, sucking until he was spent inside her. She didn’t know what excited her most; his cock deep inside her or the fact that the Warriors were about to get their due.
******
Caroline walked up to Jax as everyone got ready to leave the bar. She had really enjoyed helping Jill who, thank God, knew how to dance. The poor girl was a mess of nerves, but did really well.
“So, teach, why didn’t you dance?” Jax smiled, but his eyes were intense.
Self-consciously, she brushed her hair toward her bruised cheek. “No one wants to see me dance,” she laughed, rolling her eyes.
“I wouldn’t have minded seeing you dance. Was actually looking forward to it.” Jax winked. He reached out, gently brushing her hair back. “And don’t hide your face.”
“It’s gross.” Caroline blushed with a frown. Realizing she used one of her kids’ words, she smiled. “Like totally,” she added with a laugh.
Jax grinned, cocking his eyebrow. “Hanging around kids too much?”
“You don’t even know,” Caroline snorted, shaking her head. Looking at the clock on the wall, she wondered if she should ask. Ah, what the hell, she thought. “So you want to do that dinner? It seems you’ve been holding up to your side of the bargain.” She glanced back at Jill who was talking with Jared.