abs. A huge Lords of Sin symbol was tatted on the center his chest, along with various other club tattoos. I shivered when I saw it. When I’d seen it on bodies before, they were always dead. Which, thinking back on it now, he never really answered my questions or gave me any insight on why these corpses kept piling up with his brand on ‘em. By the time he had me pinned against the mattress, I’d forgotten all about any murder investigations.
And my fucking God, talk about his arms! He must’ve bench pressed cars as massive as his biceps and forearms were. When he picked me up outta that chair, I worried that he might accidentally hurl me across the room with the force he used. My pussy started dripping with each button that popped off my dress when his burly hands ripped it open. He was a deadly drug, and I was addicted to it bad. I’d needed my fix for a long time, and boy did he fucking deliver. His thick, rigid cock filled my pussy completely when he crammed it deep inside of me. That dangerous look in his dark eyes while he pumped me full of his cum was enough to make my nipples stand on end as I extracted every last drop out of his balls.
But I knew why I had to leave when I did. The way we used to be, that wouldn’t have been good for either one of us. When I had started hanging out with him, and sometimes the club, we were always breaking the law and doing drugs. No, I didn’t want to leave him or that life, but if I ever wanted to make something of myself, I had no other choice. I regretted leaving the instant I saw him, especially with her. We may have had a lustful relationship back then, but I’d never gotten him outta my mind. No matter how many guys I’d fucked while away at college, they couldn’t compete with him. It was the best fucking cock I’d ever had, the sex was mind-blowing—and he knew it, too.
“You gonna snap out of it today or what?” Amber asked as she finished up the rest of the paperwork from that morning’s autopsy.
“Yeah, I’m helping, aren’t I?”
“Sorry. You’ve been so…distant. It’s like something’s distracting you. Is everything okay?”
“To be honest with you, I went somewhere last night. And I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“Go on,” she pressed.
“All right, but if I tell you this, it has to stay between us. Nothing gets repeated—and I mean, NOTHING.”
“Raven, you know I won’t say anything.”
Judging by the look on her face, she knew I meant business. And the only reason I didn’t want anything getting out was because I knew I’d crossed the line trying to insert myself into the investigation. Even though I’d done it, I didn’t want my ass on the line. Things had to stay quiet.
“I didn’t say anything yesterday because I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but when I got off work…” I paused when I heard someone coming in.
“Hey my lovely ladies,” Matty burst through the door. “Guess what I have for you?”
“It better be donuts.” After the wild fuck I’d had last night, I was famished.
“Ha,ha. Funny cop joke, right? And the answer to that is no. Take a look.”
Scanning the police report, I saw that it was a burn victim who didn’t make it. “Okay?”
“Another one turned up late last night. His cut was melted into his skin. The doctors tried to save him, but it was too late. He didn’t make it.”
Studying the report closer, I saw that it was another MC member. This one was burned alive. “What the fuck’s going on? Where’s he at?”
“They’re transporting the body now. I told them that you’d want to do the examination on this guy.”
“Why? If the hospital declared him dead, why is he on his way here?”
Matty shrugged. “Make it more official for the police investigation if the medical examiner’s office handled each of the homicides.”
“How much time do we have?”
“Should be here