Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“Moon, we should … go.” Crawling on her knees, she halfheartedly fought getting drawn toward him. “I need to talk to you about something when we get home.”
As Moon pulled her toward him, he started lying back on the bed. Unable to resist, her eyes went to where his cock was getting harder, her gaze inadvertently landing on the mark on the inside of his thigh.
Red-hot fury smashed through her skull, as if a nuclear explosion had been set off.
“You son of a rat, I’m going to kill you!” she screeched at him, hitting him with the shoe in her hand.
“Have you lost—” he yelled in surprise when she managed to land a whack before rolling to get away to avoid her flaying arm.
“Fuuuck!” he cursed when he became entangled in the sheets, sending him falling into the nightstand before dropping to the floor.
Vindicated, she crawled to the edge of the bed to glare down at the rat bastard.
Shoving the lamp off his chest, he glared back at her. “Woman, what in the hell has gotten into you?”
“I’m going to kill you!” she screamed at him. “The court will find me mentally incompetent because you have driven me insane!” Pointing the tip of the shoe at his thigh, she dangled half-on and half-off the bed, trying to hit the bite mark she had made when they’d had sex in the basement. “You made me think—”
Too late, she realized it was a mistake to get so close to the edge. Unexpectedly, his legs came up to pull her down to him.
“Oof!” Hitting him, she wasn’t able to prevent him from pinning her under his body with her hands in his. “Get off me!”
Moon’s hand covered her mouth, allowing only outraged gasps to escape. His scowling face hovered over hers. “Listen to me. I was going to tell you it was me when you told me. I’m going to remove my hand, but keep your voice low. I don’t want anyone to hear,” he muttered under his breath. Then, slightly lifting his hand, he allowed her to talk.
“I was going to tell you when we got home.” She burst into tears. “You did that to pay me back, didn’t you?” She turned her face away so he couldn’t see how badly he had hurt her.
He forced her face back to his. “I had to for the votes.”
The unexpectedness of his answer made her mouth drop open. “Huh?”
Moon raised his hand and closed it in a fist. “My vote, which you already had.” He raised one finger. “Killyama.” Another finger rose. “Train.” Another finger rose. “Both said they would give you their vote for delivering their baby. Everyone believes it was Wizard in the warlord costume.” Another finger rose.
“I only need two more, then?”
Moon slowly shook his head from side to side. “Not exactly. There are cameras in the basement, which are viewed in the security room. There were two Last Riders monitoring the cameras tonight. They gave you the last two votes.”
Slowly understanding that he had deceived her to get the votes from The Last Riders, she felt better … marginally. But at least she no longer wanted to kill him.
“At least it was dark, and no one could see. Who were they?”
Conflicting emotions crossed Moon’s face. “The cameras are infrared.”
His hand hastily covered her mouth when she parted her lips to scream at him again.
“They didn’t see much, not where the cameras were situated. They mainly got sounds of us having sex. You have the votes now to be a Last Rider.” Meeting her eyes, he removed his hand. “You cool?”
“No,” she grumbled. “I wish you would quit doing that. I’ll stop yelling.” Then she told him in a furious whisper, “I’m so angry at you, but I’m going to restrain myself until I get you in the car.”
“That’s fair.”
When she pushed at his chest, Moon warily lifted himself off her. Clamoring to her feet, she ignored the hand he extended to help her up.
“I don’t understand why you went this far for me to become a Last Rider. I told you—”
“You had to become a Last Rider.” His face had turned into a mask of determination.
Quizzically, she stared at him as he sat on the bed. “Why?”
“If anything happens to me and you’re not a Last Rider, they will check on you and do what they can, if you ask for their help.”
“That’s nice—”
Moon shook his head. “You’ll basically be on your own … But if you’re a Last Rider, they will watch over you. You will be protected as if I were there, and so will Jace.”
“Ahh, now I understand. You want Jace protected.”
“I wanted you both protected.” His hand came out to pull her between his thighs. “One of The Last Riders will become my backup if anything happens to me. I want you and Jace to have that safety net. My life changed after my makuakane died. I won’t leave my son unprotected the same way.”