On Borrowed Time (Men of Honor book 3)

by Rhonda Lott

  “A life for a life, motherfucker.” Bates screamed as he raised his knife and lunged forward.

  A shot rang out and Bates’ body suddenly stopped moving, the hand holding the blade hung in the air. His body slowly slumped to the floor, blood pooling under him.

  Alana, Ace and Kane turned to Lewis. The gun he used to kill Bates hung in his trembling hand. “I let him do horrendous things and covered it all up because of the drugs. My life is done.” Lewis slowly raised the barrel to his temple.

  “Don’t, no don’t do it chief. I can help you, put the gun down.” Ace pleaded, taking measured steps towards the desk.

  A heartbreaking sound escaped Chief Lewis’ as tears streaked his face. “I’m sorry son, please forgive me.”

  “No, no, stop. I’ll get you help. We can….”

  The gunshot exploded through the room and echoed through the empty house. Alana grabbed Ace and pulled his head to her chest as his wail of despair vibrated through her body, reverberating in the silence of the house.

  EPILOUGE

  ALANA

  The sound of the shower turning off made Alana smile and snuggle deeper under the duvet to wait for Ace. They were in the guest bedroom of David and Alex’s condo. Alex demanded that the whole family spend Christmas Eve there to enjoy Christmas morning with Jordan. They all readily agreed. Ace wanted to be with his family and she was overjoyed to have a family to celebrate the holidays with. Her lonely life had changed the day she met Ace Jackson. He gave her so much, more than she ever dreamed possible.

  “Hey, we're going to be late. Why aren’t you dressed yet?” Ace strolled into the room. He had a towel tied around his waist and his muscles glistened from the shower. Alana felt her center pulse to life.

  She boldly threw back the covers, revealing her nakedness. She placed a finger under her chin and grinned at him. “Well, since we're going to be late anyway, why don’t you—”

  Ace was on top of her in a flash. The towel gone and his hard body pressed her into the mattress as his mouth found hers. Alana hummed and wrapped her arms around him. The kiss was possessive. Ace was reaffirming his claim on her. Alana kissed him back with equal passion. Fucking Ace Jackson, miracle of all miracles was hers.

  Alana had given up worrying about their future. She and Ace moved into his dad’s house and made it their home. Ms. Carol stayed on as the live-in director for the group home. The girls were overjoyed with her return. Trina and Tanya taught Ace how to kill zombies on their Xbox. He still lost more times than he won. He allowed the girls to beat him because it brought them so much joy to whip his ass. Ace filled her days and nights with so much love and attention, she blossomed under his devotion.

  The loss of Chief Lewis was a tragic blow to Ace, but he made sure that the man was buried with full police honors. No one would ever know about the chief’s involvement with the cartel. Ace chose to remember Lewis as the man who help raise him not the man he had become. After a full internal investigation, Bates was found responsible for Rosa’s death and no charges were ever filed against her for the Death of Esteban. Alana suspected David and his high powered attorney had a lot to do with that, and for that she would forever be grateful to the quiet giant.

  “Tell me the first word that comes into your mind right now?”

  “Sex.”

  “Ace.” She laughed. “Ok, the second word you idiot.”

  “Love.”

  Alana felt the sting of tears and did not try to stop them from falling. “I love you too.”

  “Imagine if I hadn’t hit you with my truck.” He gave her a lopsided grin. “That was one lucky hit and run.”

  “But you didn’t run, now did you?”

  “No baby, I didn’t. You’re the first and only woman I didn’t run from or run off.” He placed kisses along her collarbone.

  “You’re the first man I’ve trusted not to leave me. I use to believe everyone would eventually leave. So I refused to open my heart to any man.” She placed her palms on his face. “But you, I give my heart, my soul, and all of me.”

  “All of you is exactly what I crave, more than I deserve, and all I will ever want.”

  Ace took her lips, this time his kiss was gentle and sensual. He poured all his emotions into their joining and Alana’s soul reached up and connected with his. Ace’s bright brown eyes reflecting his love for her.

  Alana beamed up at him, basking in the warmth of his gaze. He stroked her purple bangs, traced his fingers down her face to her piercing, and then stroked his thumb over her bottom lip.

  “You are so beautiful Alana, in face, form, and spirit. I’ve waited my whole life for you, baby.”

  Alana melted at his words. He thrust his hardness along her slick crease, and she felt the fire of his touch race across her skin. She was wet and ready for him. He slid across her slit again and again. Alana cried out, rocking her hips to match his pace. Pushing her wet pussy along his thick cock. Her heart pounded against her ribs, her body’s quest for satisfaction overruled her mind. Clutching Ace’s firm ass in both her hand, she pulled him to her. Alana threw her head back as Ace pushed and pushed her towards a promise of pleasure just beyond her grasp. She was close, so close, but Ace slowed his movements.

  “Ace, please…” her breath caught.

  He captured her puckered nipple and sucked hard. Alana gasped and grabbed the back of his head, holding him in place. She loved the wet friction of his hot mouth on her sensitive flesh, but it wasn’t enough. She needed his cock inside her. She craved him with a gnawing hunger. It was impossible for her to get enough of Ace.

  Alana trailed her hands up and down his golden brown skin. His muscles hard and moist under her palms. Pure pleasure cut through her at the contained raw power of his body. Her warrior, her protector, her heart. The sound of their panting breaths and the steady thumping rhythm of their bodies coming together in a raw erotic music that caused her desire to blaze brighter and brighter, pulsing through her as her body worked and danced to the beat they created, a beat as old as time.

  Ace licked and tasted every inch of her burning skin before reaching over to the nightstand, retrieving a condom, and rolling it on his thrusting member. Ace sat back on his knees, his eyes traveling her body slowly as he stroked his dick with slow drags of one hand and with the other brushed down the center of her body stopping at her clit. Opening her slick folds, then stroking her sensitive pearl. Her orgasm assaulted her with cascading tremors, bucking her body as the pleasure gripped hard.

  Before the last spasm left her, Ace thrust into her. His movements erratic, harsh, uncontrolled. Yes, this is what she needed with every breath in her body. Ace filling her, calling her name as he pumped his hips between her thighs. He pounded into her with such force Alana had to hold on tight. The power of his body was overwhelming her, pushing her back up to the heights of indescribable pleasure.

  Ace latched on to her lips as his body tensed above her. Alana felt his body quake above her as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. She came apart. They fell to the bed in a tangle of arms and legs and sweat and love.

  ACE

  Alex’s Christmas tree was a monster. It occupied a substantial portion of the living room. From his vantage point, relaxing by the baby grand piano, David presented to his wife as a Christmas present, he smiled at the scene before him.

  This Christmas was playing and Alex, Dawn, and Alana were belting out the soulful holiday song to the top of their lungs. They danced around like kids having the time of their lives. Kane requested more boob action. David warned his brother, if he so much as glanced at Alex’s boobs, he would find himself without the use of his eyes.

  Alana laughed and danced with the girls, such a wide smile plastered on her beautiful face. She was happy. Contentment washed over him. Finally, he wasn’t anxious or unsettled. He was excited about his new position at McAdams Securities. There he actually helped a hell of a lot more people than he did as a cop.

  Across the room, David wrapped his arm
s around Alex and rubbed her tiny baby bump. His bro, the iceman, melted by a tiny, wild haired spitfire, his songbird. Kane barked out a laugh as he spun Dawn around in his arms. It filled him with joy to see his best friend at peace with his beautiful soul mate. Once he thought they were an odd match. Kane was the wisecracking, adrenaline junky and Dawn was silent, angry, and damaged, but they clicked on a level far deeper than any of the rest of them understood. It was an awesome thing to behold, the love they shared for each other.

  Alana came over to him, sliding her arms around his waist and squeezing him tight. She smiled up at him with such happiness and love, his heart stilled for a second. Life was damn good. With his firecracker in his arms, his family around him. Ace sent a silent prayer of thanks to his dad. He held on tight to Alana and welcomed his future with his heart wide open.

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