Page 94 of The Merger

“This is going to be hard and fast. Right now there is someone on the other side of the door trying to get in.”

Her head swung toward the door right as Malcolm began banging on the wood again. “Stryker,” she said in a panic and started to pull up her dress.

I held her arms down. “No way, Sunshine. I’m hard enough to cut glass. I told you I was going to fuck you, no matter who caught us. The fact that my brother is the one on the other side of that door doesn’t matter. You’re going to be bad one more time and let me fuck this pretty pussy. It’s time he learned you are mine. When you scream, it’s because of me. Because you are my wife, and you’ll carry my children.”

I stepped back and lifted her off the counter. Then I spun her around and leaned her over the counter. “Now give me what is mine,” I demanded and thrust inside of her to the root.

My head emptied, and all I knew was her and the feelings of lightning coursing through my body.

I wasn’t going to last long, but I needed to bring her with me. I reached around her and worked her clit as I drove my cock in and out of her. Grunts and the sound of skin slapping filled the room. She rocked back against me.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” I couldn’t stop myself, and I took her harder than before. So hard she lifted up to the balls of her feet.

When I felt her start to tremble I lost it. I held myself deep inside of her and groaned as I emptied inside of her. Her pussy squeezed every last drop of cum from my body, and she collapsed down on the counter.

The pounding on the door was louder and more demanding after our joint climax. “Time to face the music,” I said and forced myself to pull out of her.

I shoved my semi-hard cock back in my pants and helped her clean up. Together we exited the bathroom and found my brother watching the door with a clenched jaw.

“I see my brother has turned you into a whore,” he said, looking at her with a sneer.

I took a step forward, but Sabrina grabbed my elbow and pulled me back.

He turned his attention to me. “Or maybe she’s always been a slut, and she just prefers to slum it?”

It was my turn to hold her back. “How were we ever friends?” she demanded. She leaned against me. “Maybe we weren’t, you did try to have me killed after all. That isn’t something a friend would ever do.”

“You weren’t supposed to be there,” he shouted.

“How was it supposed to go then? Enlighten me,” I stepped in.

“You were never supposed to have been born. My father offered your whore of a mother money to get rid of you, but she wouldn’t listen. I was just correcting an old mistake. Sabrina wasn’t supposed to be with you. She wasn’t on the manifest. With you out of the way-” He seemed to snap out of his verbal diarrhea and shut up.

“Don’t stop now,” Sabrina prodded. “What would have happened with him out of the way?”

“You’d come to your senses. You were supposed to be with me,” he replied.

“So, I was supposed to wait around while you slept your way through all the eligible women in Washington before you finally decided to settle down?”

I laughed. “He’s never going to settle down. There’s always going to be someone out there who turns his head. Whoever he marries will have to come to terms with his endlessly roaming eye. He’s just like his father.”

“You don’t know that. I would have gotten this out of my system. We could have had a good life together. We fit like you never will with him. Our fathers are friends, we have history together,” he argued for the thousandth time.

“Save it,” she snapped. “We tried. It didn’t work. I want to know why you tried to murder us.”

He laughed, and I knew he’d cracked. “I only wanted to kill him. You were both sticking your nose in places they shouldn’t be. Maxwell wanted to take both of you out, but I convinced him I could get you back in line if Stryker was out of the picture. Don’t you get it? I was trying to save you!”

“Your actions almost killed her. I’m the one that saved her. I landed the plane and led her out of the wilderness. I’m always going to be the one to save her because she’smywife,” I shouted back at him.

“The better question is, what are we close to finding out that my father doesn’t want us to know,” Jana asked stepping out of the shadows.

“So the entire gang is here? Does this group do nothing alone?” he asked, trying to change the subject.

“Answer the question,” Beck demanded as everyone else joined us.

Malcolm straightened up and tried to put on his cocky persona. “You don’t get to order me around Anderson.”

Colt held up a phone and showed he was on speaker. “Doesn’t matter. I’m pretty sure the FBI agent on the other end of this line heard everything he needs to hear. Now, we’ve got a wager going. I’m betting you’re too stupid to recognize when you’re backed into a corner and to save yourself, but Jana thinks you’re selfish enough to turn on whoever you need to in order to stay out of prison.”