Sin City Collectors Boxed Set: Aces Wild, Ante Up, All in

by Amanda Carlson

  She was so beautiful.

  As the black leather eased off her hips, he held his breath.

  She was clearly enjoying the torment, the look in her eyes fresh, knowing that once they started, it would be explosive for them both. Diesel felt coiled, ready to strike the moment she was naked.

  Sofia’s eyes met his, and he could see her lust mirroring his own. “Once these are gone,” she whispered, “I don’t want you to stop. Do you hear me? No matter what.”

  All he could do was nod.

  Her hips were perfectly flared, and as she slid down the pants, she was exposed to him, and it was incredible. She was lush and beautiful, just like the rest of her.

  She kicked the pants away and waited for him to come to her, but he was too struck for a moment to do anything. He gazed down on her and groaned, “You are so unbelievably incredible—”

  Sofia sat up, cupping his heaviness in her hand. Diesel threw his head back and roared at the touch. Then she began to stroke him, using both hands. The sensations were almost too much to handle, one hand going one way and the other going the other way. “Ahh,” he moaned. “Sofia, you can’t keep doing that. I don’t want to—”

  Instead of stopping, she rose to her knees in front of him. He glanced down, and she pressed a single finger in front of her lips before she took his fullness into her mouth. The feeling was exquisite. The sound that ripped from Diesel’s chest was primal. His head arched back as he grabbed on to her hair. The feeling of her warm, wet lips covering him was incredible. If she didn’t stop, it would quickly be his undoing. He let her have her way for another few thrusts before he stepped back, breaking their connection. He had her up in his arms before she’d realized they’d been separated.

  He growled as he walked her backward toward the cab of the truck, his mouth locking on hers. Her hot tongue met his lash for lash. Once they reached the cab, he turned her and gently pressed her down, her stomach on the roof of the cab, showing her what he wanted.

  “Oh, yes,” she moaned as she spread her arms out. “Please, Diesel, hurry.”

  He didn’t need to be asked twice. He tapped the insides of her thighs, coaxing them farther apart. Sofia moaned sweetly as she spread her legs wide for him. With one hand, he grabbed himself, stroking, then he placed the other hand between her legs. He found her wetness and circled it, causing her to buck and scream. He tried not to groan as he said, “I want you wet and at the breaking point, Sofia. Let me do to you what you just did for me.”

  She pushed her bottom back into him, undulating against his hand. He growled, gnashing his teeth to keep from entering her. She was perfect in every way—wild and hot. He knew she would take what he was ready to give, and give it right back.

  “Diesel, I can’t last like this,” she cried out. “Please. I need to feel you inside me.”

  He moved his hand out of the way and replaced it with his straining tip. He entered and Sofia cried out. Once he was in position, he grabbed on to her hips, and then rocked them back on his hardness in one motion. The feeling of her soft wetness gripping his entire shaft at once was nothing less than earth-shattering. He held her there for a few precious moments, not wanting to explode too soon.

  “Diesel,” Sofia groaned as she pushed her bottom into him. “I need more.”

  Having Diesel inside her felt so good she wanted to weep. Maybe she was already crying? She couldn’t tell one sensation from the next. He had stilled himself inside her, so she knew he was on the cusp, but she couldn’t wait. She began to thrust her hips along his rigidness, slow at first and then harder. The rhythm built quickly, the sound ringing out in the air around them. It was the sweetest sound she’d heard in a long time.

  His hands were clutched tightly around her hips. It was the only thing grounding her as each thrust threatened to plunge her over the waterfall of ecstasy. She could feel it mounting and wanted to make it last as long as she could, but she couldn’t control her frenzied pace.

  She needed him, and he felt so damn good.

  The friction alone was enough to send massive waves of pleasure throughout her entire body each time they came together.

  “Sofia, you have to slow down or I’m going to lose it first,” Diesel said through what sounded like very clenched teeth.

  “I’m trying,” she panted as she bucked her backside into him again and again, going up on her toes. She pushed back once more and locked herself against him. “But you feel too good to stop. I’m so close.” She started up again, but this time rotating her hips in slow circles, moving only a little way away from him, loving the feeling of his fullness as it hit her in all the right places. If this was any indication, having sex with Diesel was going to be nothing short of explosive every single time.

  He let her have her way for a bit then, with a throaty growl, took over. He stilled her hips and began to pump into her fast, his hard and sure movements pressing her entire body against the back window of the cab. His thrusts came quicker and quicker, and Sofia screamed as the sensations took her over the edge.

  She jammed herself back into Diesel hard, and he braced her as she came around him, each wave shaking her to the core, her sheath gripping his hardness again and again. She cried as she arched herself up against him, bringing her back up to his broad chest. “Oh my goodness, that was so good.”

  Diesel braced one forearm around her chest, the other around her hips, locking her in his grip. He was still hard as stone inside her. “It’s not over yet,” he whispered as he took her neck between his lips and sucked.

  After she calmed down enough, he eased her down on her tiptoes and started a new rhythm, still holding her tight to him. She couldn’t move as his thrusts began again. She moaned and thrashed her head. Everything inside her was on fire as she tried to wiggle against him. He swore in her ear, and she smiled.

  The man was extremely talented.

  His thrusts came slow and deep, both of them enjoying the position and the pace, and as he increased the speed, he began to murmur in her ear all the dirty things he wanted to do with her.

  That’s all it took.

  She came apart again in his arms, her backside pumping against his abdomen as the waves hit again, one after the other.

  “Oh my gods, Sofia,” Diesel whispered. “You’re the girl every guy dreams about.”

  After Sofia’s second climax eased, Diesel was on the edge of release himself. The only thing stopping him was the flood of emotion that threatened to overwhelm him as he held this beautiful woman steady in his arms.

  She had given herself over to him, trusting him completely. She was incredibly passionate and so damn comfortable in her own body—the same body he held tightly against himself right now.

  “Diesel,” Sofia said, running her arm behind her and caressing the back of his neck with her fingertips. “Are you okay?”

  “Never been better,” he assured her, pressing his lips to her neck. “I’m just enjoying the moment. You are so incredibly…perfect.”

  She chuckled softly. The sound was heaven in his ears. “No, you’re the perfect one,” she purred. “Honestly, Diesel, you’d be a hard act to follow. You’re an incredible lover.”

  With supreme effort, he disconnected himself from her and turned her around in his arms, bringing her backside up against the cab window, then entered her again, thrusting deep. Her head lolled back as he filled her, and she wrapped her hands around his ass, her nails raking him. “Sofia,” he said. “I need you to look at me.”

  She brought her head up, smiling.

  “There aren’t going to be any other acts following me,” he said, trying not to snarl the words he needed to tell her so badly. “As long as we’re together, this is it. I don’t want anyone else in my bed.” Ever so slowly, he pulled out to the tip and plunged back in, rocking her hips against the truck. She moaned. “My wolf wants to claim you right now, Sofia. Do you know what that means?”

  She shook her head as he eased himself back out again. “No,” she p
anted, meeting his gaze. “Tell me.”

  “It means that in the throes of passion, when I reach my conclusion, I bite you. Once we’re done consummating, it means we’re together—kind of like a bonding.” Her eyes went wide. “But I promise it’s more symbolic than anything else. My wolf would say otherwise, but our human sides have evolved from the early days when we took what we wanted and never let go. You will always have a choice to walk away, no matter if my wolf wants you to or not. But I won’t bite you if you don’t want me to.” Diesel tried to keep the hopefulness out of his voice. He hadn’t realized how badly he really wanted this.

  “If you don’t bite me, what happens?”

  “Nothing other than my wolf will continue to push me to as long as we’re together.”

  “Relentlessly?”

  Diesel laughed as he eased in and out again, beginning another slow, methodical rhythm. Gods, she was beautiful, especially when she smiled at him. “Yes, relentlessly. But I can handle it.”

  She wound her hands behind his neck and arched up, kissing him deeply. Then she moved along the side of his neck. “If you bite me, what are the perks?” she whispered in his ear.

  “Perks?”

  “Yes,” she ran her tongue down his neck, “if your wolf wants me, there has to be something that comes along with the bonding, symbolic or not, or you wouldn’t do it and your wolf wouldn’t crave it.”

  “Well…” He slanted his mouth over hers in a deep, penetrating kiss before he answered. “My wolf will drive me to protect you at all costs. Once we’ve bonded, he will be jealous, needy, and hopeful for your affection every day.” He nipped his teeth along her collarbone as he continued his slow thrusts. “He will think you hung the sun, the moon, and the stars. There will be no one else in his periphery. There will only be you.”

  Sofia leaned back in his arms slightly. “And do you feel the same way about me as your wolf?”

  “I do.”

  “Then I want you to bite me.”

  Diesel lifted his head up to the sky and roared. Elation and relief swept through him. He’d had no idea he’d been waiting for this moment all his life. Sofia grinned at him as she leaned back, bending herself gracefully back onto the roof of the cab, leaving herself open for him.

  She couldn’t have looked more gorgeous or beckoning.

  Diesel was going to take her hard and fast, as his wolf demanded. He was still embedded deeply inside her, and he began a pace that wouldn’t last long. He arched himself over her as he pounded into her, the thrusts coming quicker and quicker. “You’re not going to regret this, Sofia,” he said as the sweet pressure built between his legs. “I promise you.”

  “I don’t regret my decisions often, Diesel,” Sofia moaned as he pumped in and out of her, rocking her body against the truck. “And this doesn’t get you off the hook from courting me. This relationship starts right now. I want dates and flowers, and if it doesn’t work out in the end, at least we tried.”

  “Oh, it’s going to work,” Diesel groaned. He was close, but he wanted her to come again or it wouldn’t be as good. He stroked into her, his arms braced on either side of her body. Her beautiful breasts rocked with each thrust. “Once I put my mind to something, I never fail.”

  “Those are big words—ahh,” she cried as he angled himself up to hit her just right. Her cries were so sweet as she came. They sent him over the edge, and as he climaxed, he took her shoulder between his teeth and bit down just enough to satisfy his wolf.

  She would wear his mark, but he was going to make damn sure he worked his ass off every day to make sure she knew how much she meant to him.

  Life had never been sweeter.

  “The intel from Luke about Dossier has been remarkable,” Louie said. “But I’m going to need them to come in. I gave you three weeks, and it’s going on four.” He held up four fingers and wiggled them back and forth.

  Diesel had his arm slung behind the back of the booth. Lorraine’s was hopping. They were in the middle of the lunchtime rush on a weekend.

  “Louie, I swear to you Luke has this handled,” Sofia said. “He’s in contact with us almost daily, and we have every faith in him, as well as Ginger. But like we explained to you before, this is a fragile situation.”

  While Sofia reasoned with their new boss, Diesel grinned next to her like a fool as pride swelled in his chest. Once Louie had found out what had happened at the hangar, and that Sofia alone had the ability to make Diesel into one of the strongest, most capable supernaturals around, he’d put them both on the payroll. As a team.

  “We’re going to need at least one more week,” she said.

  “A week is pushing it.” Louie shook his head. “I’ll talk to the Boss, but I can’t promise you anything. We’ve been digging for information on The Sumerians, but since Diesel took out their leader”—he arched an eyebrow at Diesel—“it’s been difficult.” Keeping Mason alive would’ve been preferred, but with backing by the Vegas pack, Diesel’s right to retribution had held up. “Their infrastructure has completely crumbled. We’ve managed to Collect some of their following, the ones who have fled, but the bottom line is, the members at large are still dangerous, and someone has to pay for the crimes they’ve committed. It seems Damien Stamos held an upper position in the ranks. I need him, along with his sister, to make any of this stick.”

  Diesel leaned forward, running one hand under the table to grab Sofia’s fingers in his. He couldn’t go long without touching her. “Like Sofia told you, Luke has the situation under control. He’s working directly with Ginger to find Damien. They’re very close to reaching that goal. Last we’ve heard, they’ve backed him into a corner. Sofia and I are planning to rendezvous with them in a few days. Luke’s got a plan.”

  “I must stress that Ginger has to come in with him,” Louie countered. “She’s still wanted for questioning.”

  Sofia’s fingertips tickled Diesel’s hand as she absentmindedly traced his palm. “Honestly, it would help the process immensely if you guaranteed her amnesty. She’s innocent of any wrongdoing, like we’ve already explained.” Sofia’s voice was hopeful, but Diesel knew that wasn’t going to fly.

  “The Boss doesn’t do amnesty,” Louie said, folding his arms. “The best we can hope for is a fair review of the crimes against her, which I will personally guarantee. I’ve heard Jake out, and I believe she’s innocent after what he’s told me, but it’s standard procedure to try her after we’ve built a case. If she has all the evidence she claims to have on The Sumerians, it will be open and shut.”

  “Is it going to work against her that she’s…with Dossier?” Diesel asked, knowing Sofia wanted an answer to the same question. It’d been agreed upon by all of them to leave out the very small detail that Ginger was, in fact, Dossier. Jake had made the decision to tell his uncle she worked for the organization, and they’d all followed suit. It was a small omission, but they’d all felt loyal to Ginger after what had happened, including the dhampir, which had been a shock.

  They all wanted to give Luke and Ginger the greatest advantage they could.

  Louie leaned across the table like a conspirator, and both Diesel and Sofia edged over the Formica to meet him. “Dossier is a tricky angle for us. I have my men on it now, but we may have stumbled on something bigger. Mason might have been conspiring with another group. For the last three days, our organization has gathered extensive information, and we’ve uncovered something shattering. It’s highly confidential, but if the intelligence turns out to be correct, we’re in the midst of building an entirely new case against another major organization.”

  Diesel knew they weren’t going to get any more information once Louie had said the word “confidential,” but Sofia cleared her throat and asked, “Will you need information from Dossier to make the new case stick?”

  Louie nodded once, his face grim. “Likely.”

  Diesel heard Sofia exhale the breath she’d been holding. Louie’s answer meant Ginger had leverage. If all else fai
led with her trial, and the agency was in need of information she had, she would be able to negotiate.

  That was enough. It was time to finish up this conversation. Diesel drank the last of his coffee, set down the mug, and said, “You have my word Luke will bring Ginger back, with or without Damien. Not only is my brother smart and strong, he’s one of the most tenacious guys I know. He’s not going to let you or the agency down. You can count on him.”

  Louie leaned back in the booth, crossing his arms, his face inscrutable. “That’s why I put him on the payroll.”

  Sofia giggled. She couldn’t help it. She still felt like a teenager every single time she was around her man. “How are you feeling?” Sofia ran her hand along his bare torso and sighed.

  “Like a champ,” he growled, turning to nuzzle her ear.

  “The full moon is as high in the sky as it’s going to get tonight.” Sofia snuggled closer to him as the moonlight touched his skin. “If you can handle this, you’ll be able to handle anything.” Her hand continued to trace along his beautiful body, almost with a mind of its own. She was never going to get tired of this.

  “I’m handling this because we’re together,” Diesel said. “If I was at the bar on my own and someone pissed me off, who knows?”

  “I know,” she said as she gazed up into the clear, starry night. “I’m getting a better understanding of your body chemistry each time I spell you. I think I’m closer to figuring out a permanent Band-Aid, one that should give you more freedom from losing yourself to a rage when I’m not around.”

  “And what if I don’t want freedom?” Diesel nipped her ear as he began to trace his tongue down the column of her neck.

  “You can’t expect us to be joined at the hip forever.” Sofia laughed. The blanket beneath them was thick, but she could still feel the ground, though not enough to bother her. They’d hiked up a small hill right outside the city to test Diesel’s moon reactions with a brand new spell—one she’d crafted especially for him.