Darker Than Night - Amelia Wilde Page 0,37
me. She’s been waiting for this, clearly. The fluttering pulses of her pussy are immediate and strong and I can’t stay still for this, have to fuck her. Brigit’s first orgasm sneaks up on her and sends her reeling into me, balanced precariously on the edge of the bed, but she doesn’t stop rocking her hips, fingers working, and it’s her second orgasm that tugs mine out of me and into her body.
She shudders out all of her pleasure and rests her head against my shoulder, catching her breath. This hurts. Not the act but how fleeting it all is. I could run my hand over her hair for a thousand years.
I cut myself off after two minutes and use what’s left of this moment to wash her hair in the shower and towel her off. When she’s finished dressing she follows me out into the living room and all the way to the door.
“Are you tapping your foot at me?”
She pouts a little, and it very nearly breaks my resolve not to take her back to the bedroom right now. Or—fuck it, the sofa. “I’m waiting for you to open the door for me.”
“Ah—did you think I was a gentleman?” I guide her in front of me and slip a hand down her shirt to pinch one of her nipples. “Remember, sweetheart, I’m not.”
Down in the office James has the three people I requested and all of them are talking quickly, in turns. Moving against Demeter is obviously different from the playful way we attacked Hades’ mountain. The mountain is more difficult to access geographically, but it was relatively straightforward—shoot early, shoot often.
Guns are far too inelegant a proposition for the situation with Demeter. For one thing, we might shoot her. I would rather avoid that, though she would deserve it.
She’s still my sister.
“Have you discussed the trains with Hades?” James asks me as I sit down, Brigit standing behind me.
“No.” But then— “Yes, actually. He’s prepared to house people if necessary.” This is true. He said as much to me during the last conversation we had at the whorehouse. I was drugged at the time but it didn’t impair my memory. It would have been better if it had. I could forget about Reya.
“I think we need to use that option.” James is quite grim about it, which is unsurprising given what he knows of Hades. He was as shocked as anyone that my bastard brother managed to behave himself while he was my guest. “We could secure a hotel, but it will involve an outside firm and I don’t trust the police.”
I laugh, because despite his serious expression, this last bit is a joke. “What else?”
The three of them exchange glances. “Demeter knows all of our faces. We won’t be able to get in without her noticing.”
We all know that if she does notice, she’ll lash out. “A distraction, then.”
There are problems with all the various means of distraction, which is that they’ll cause chaos, and chaos will tip Demeter off, too.
A hand on my shoulder breaks me out of the conversation. “I don’t think that’s the only option,” Brigit says. She steps up close, at my side, and the moment I see her face I know what she has in mind.
“Absolutely fucking not.” I take her hand and squeeze. “Not for all the whores on the planet.”
She looks steadily down at me. “If she knows their faces, she knows mine. She’ll know what I am to you.”
My gut is in knots. “Sweetheart—”
“Don’t sweetheart me. They would all agree with my plan.”
“What are you suggesting?” James cuts in. “A bait and switch?”
“Yes.” Brigit straightens up, and yes, it’s true, I should have tied her to the bed. “If I go there, and I pretend to beg her for a job, then it’ll buy time to get the other girls out. I would be a valuable hostage.”
James gets up from the table to take a phone call in the far corner of the office, and I pull Brigit down so far she almost tumbles into my lap. “If you think for one instant that I’m going to let you walk in there alone—”
“Not alone,” she insists. “You would be close by. You would be so close. Just out of sight. I wonder—” She raises her voice to include the two men left at the table. “Is there anyone we could bring in to help? If things get bad.”
James returns and drops into his chair like he’s lost the