Montana Falls (Red Diamonds #5)

Chapter Twenty

E verything in my head hurt. My brain. My thoughts. My feelings. All of it was a jumble of bullshit and noise that I couldn’t work out how to shut up. Turn off. Whatever it was that I needed to do, just for some peace and quiet and to stop the worst of all the thoughts echoing in my brain.

I was a shitty boyfriend. A shitty, shitty boyfriend.

I was hiding a secret from my girlfriend that would hurt her.

She was going to kill me.

It wasn’t like I’d done anything wrong. I just hadn’t told her something she needed to know. But in my defence, it wasn’t easy. It had taken me a solid twelve hours before I even believed it myself.

Before I believed John O’Malley’s dying words, when he told me how fucking stupid we all were.

By the time I believed him, I’d been trying to find evidence. Every little detail designed to back up his claims, so I didn’t obsess and freak out over nothing. And as the hours passed and more and more things pointed to him being right, I had no time to talk to Sapphire. First, we’d all been asleep. Then we’d been on the plane and coming home, where she’d spent most of the flight napping away her hangover, or eating tiny sandwiches and declaring them the best.

Now she was preoccupied with doing the dare Price had asked for, whilst Misha and Logan napped away on the beds.

I came back from the kitchen, a fresh glass of whiskey in my hand. My girl was on the ground in front of the couch, and though I couldn’t see anything but Kody and Price’s smirking faces, I was not missing out on the moans they made or the wet noises coming from Sapphire.

“Are you guys incapable of going a single day without fucking?” I laughed as I headed toward them.

Kody flipped me the finger, too busy murmuring shit under his breath at Sapphire to respond to me.

“A good almost-husband makes sure his almost-wife is fucked nicely every day,” Price snarked. “I’m simply doing my job.”

“Oh yeah, I’m pretty sure in the marriage vows it says to let your wife suck your friend’s dick all the time.”

“If it did, I wouldn’t mind.” He laughed, “Now either fuck off or sit down.”

It was safe to say I took a seat and hurried to undo my jeans and pull them down just enough they were no longer in the way.

“Hi princess,” I breathed, “does your jaw hurt yet?” I wrapped her hair around my hand, yanked her up to face me, much to Kody’s distress.

“Not enough.” She replied, as I pushed her down towards my lap.

“Right answer.” I sighed as she sucked my dick, choking on it in just the right way that told me she was made for me. There was no other explanation for it.

Kody got to his feet with a wicked smirk. “Cica ,” he drawled, “is your pussy lonely?”

“It is.” I answered for her as I pushed her head down further, waiting until she gagged before I let her back up again. “In fact, our pretty little whore is desperate for all her holes to be filled. Isn’t that right, princess?”

I pulled her head up so she could speak, admiring the tears streaming down her face and the puffiness of her lips.

“Please.” She whimpered. “I want it.”

“There’s lube in the kitchen.” Kody said, before he hurried to get it, and I leaned back on the couch, pulling Sapphire with me until she was sitting on my lap.

“Hi.” She grinned as I pulled her in for a kiss.

“Hi to you too.” My lips moved to her ear, and I lowered my voice. “Are you going to be a good little fuck toy and let us fill you up with cum or do I have to make you?”

“I’ll be good for now.” She panted as she got onto her knees, angling my cock with her pussy so she could sink down on it with a single moan.

“Good girl.” I kissed her again. “You’re not done until we’re all satisfied, even if it takes all night, okay?”

I grabbed hold of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide so Kody could pour some lube onto her when he returned, and Price moved to his feet, grabbing her hair and using his grip to tilt her head back enough so he could push his dick inside her mouth.

“Fuck me,” Kody moaned as he slowly slid into her ass, “you’re choking the life out of me, cica . You’re so tight.”

It was a tight fit. Tight enough and hot enough that none of us could talk. Or breathe. Or do anything but concentrate on fucking our girl hard, rough and fast. Messy and debauched. Until she was shaking and every single one of us fell apart, almost at the same time.

I finished inside of her with a groan, staying there until both of our tremors had subsided and the other guys had finished too. Only then did she roll off of me and pull me against her body, as Kody went to wash the lube off himself and swap his lube-stained shorts.

“We can go for a shower in a sec, but I need a moment to breathe.” I muttered against her chest, where my head lay. “I think my legs are jello and this hangover is a bitch.”

“I would still love you if you had jello legs, but I would want to take a bite.” She hummed in delight, muttering questions about if Kody knew how to make jello or if he would consider figuring it out for her. “My head hurts too; can we get more food and hot chocolates and then nap?”

“You can have anything you want.” I promised, right before reality set back in just a bit. “Princess?”

“Hmm?” She grabbed the bottle of whiskey from Price when he brought it over in offering.

“Can I talk to you some point today? Just us?” I whispered in her ear.

“Of course you can.” She offered me the bottle of whiskey. “Come have a drink and tell me all about the foxes and traps causing you problems.”

I let her tip some of the alcohol into my mouth and licked my lips clean, savoring the sweetness that was just shy of being as nice as the way she tasted.

“I know I ask this an awful lot when you speak to me, but what the fuck are you on about?”

“You, bunny. You have problems and I presume there is foxes chasing you, or hunters trying to trap your tiny fluffy body in their evil nets.” She pulled herself up from her cuddle to smirk at me. “But don’t worry. I will murder them all for you and make fox scarves as trophies, and put the hunter’s heads on my walls.”

I grabbed her hair, using the shorter strands to pull her head back just enough that she would feel it as I trailed my fingers over her cheekbones, whispering in Spanish as best as I could, trying to be sweet.

I thought I had been sweet until she burst out laughing.

“I love you too, but you really didn’t compliment me there.”

I burst out laughing. “What? I was trying to say you were beautiful.”

She giggled harder. “You said vello , but you meant bello , which is still wrong because I am not a boy. Next time, say bella , though I do appreciate the sentiment, bunny. You are beautiful, too.”

My bedroom door opened, Kody strutting back into the lounge, ripe for our girl’s ridiculous thoughts and questions and to save me from the embarrassment of my mildly funny mess up.

“ Papi , do you know how to make jello? I wish for some.” She asked.

“Of course I do.” He pulled her off me as he peppered kisses on her cheeks. “I can make some soon. We have to go out.”

“Why?” I grumbled at the idea of doing anything productive when I felt so rough.

“Darius thinks he found Widow and Delilah.” Kody replied, popping my bubble of sex peace in an instant.

All thoughts of snacks, naps and hangovers instantly vanished as I watched Sapphire’s brain switch on, solely focused on finding our missing friends.

“How?” she asked.

“No idea. His phone call wasn’t that long. Just to tell us to meet them all somewhere. He called Beau too.”

“Where?” I asked as I woke my brother and Logan, and we all hurried to get dressed.

Kody listed off an address I vaguely recognized, not too far from where we were.

“It’s on the list of O’Malley places Shannon gave us.” He explained, as he yanked a pair of socks onto Sapphire’s feet whilst she put her hair up in a messy bun.

“Then let’s go.” She ordered, and in less than a minute, we were on our way.

We headed into the car, guns ready, vests on. It was better safe than sorry, even if a vest couldn’t do anything for a headshot. And barely two seconds later our cars sped down the gravel road, kicking up clouds of dust behind them as we tore through the city towards the GPS location we’d been given.

My heart pounded in my chest, every beat syncing with the vibration of the tires on the uneven ground. I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that gripped me. Delilah and Widow were out here somewhere, dead or dying or worse. Darius had managed to track them to this godforsaken plot of land that John O’Malley once owned, but now we had to find them before it was too late, which was a real possibility.

Cassie had taken them to fuck with Sapphire, and she was an expert at that.

And expert at lying and acting and bullshit.

There was a real possibility we were hunting corpses.

And sure, when we eventually pulled up to the plot of land, tires screeching to a halt, I did have a bit more hope because Delilah had been stitched up.

If she was meant to die, shouldn’t she have died already?

Beau’s car was right behind us with Aiden and Ruby inside, followed by some of the Red Diamonds gangsters who had come to help, and though I was nervous, I shook it all away and concentrated on nothing but the mission as everyone spilled out of the cars, guns drawn, tension crackling in the air.

The land was overgrown, thick with weeds and wild grasses, the trees pressing in from all sides. In the distance, I could see the faint outlines of a dilapidated barn and a few rusted-out cars that looked like they hadn’t moved in decades. It felt like the kind of place where terrible things happened, where people went missing and were never found. The same went for the small hunting cabin, with busted windows and a vibe that screamed horror movie, that stared at us all from a few dozen feet into the treeline.

“Everyone stick in their groups and be careful.” Sapphire ordered. “I have a bad feeling.”

“Agreed.” I murmured. “Kody; let’s go in the cabin first. Check it out for… for whatever.” I gave him a look he instantly understood.

“ Cica, stand guard here? Let me play hero for a minute.” He teased Sapphire, and though she frowned and glanced between us, clearly a little confused, she didn’t stop us.

“Take Price too, in case they need carrying.”

“Are you calling me weak?” Kody teased, trying to ease the worry in her eyes.

“No.” She snorted. “It is just a precaution.”

I might have been paranoid, or ridiculous, but I didn’t care. Something in the air was making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I refused to ignore it.

I refused to lose anyone I cared about because I didn’t bother listening to what I swore the world was telling me.

We moved to the front door and Price opened it, his gun raised as he carefully pushed it wider. The hinges creaked loudly, echoing through the stillness. Inside, it was dark and I could barely make out the shapes of old furniture, a rickety table and a couple of chairs, all covered in dust.

“Widow?!” I yelled. “Delilah?!”

The floor creaked under my boots; the wood warped from years of exposure as the three of us headed inside, a handful of Red Diamonds following us in silence…

Then not silence. The slightest sound. A muffled moan. A quiet yell.

“There’s a basement.” Price said, as he pointed to the floor beside him and the faint outline of a trapdoor.

“I think I can hear them. But be careful – come after me.” I ordered, as he lifted the lid and we all descended into the dark together.

Hopefully we all made it out again.