Chapter 23

Danielle

My heart pounds as Janus drives us to an airfield I didn’t know existed just outside of Athens.

I can’t believe he managed to uncover the central hub of this trafficking ring. My story is going to be sweeter and more successful if I can report on not only how we exposed a human trafficking ring in Greece and other European countries, but on how we managed to shut it down, too.

There’s a jet already waiting at the end of the runway when we pull up on the tarmac. A man stands patiently at the bottom of the stairs up into the aircraft.

As soon as our engine cuts out and we exit the car, he lifts his head up with a bright, beaming grin.

“Jackal.” The stranger smiles and walks over to us both.

He envelops Janus in a tight hug. Janus pats him gently on the back in return, smiling fondly.

“Hey there, Eagle. Thanks for coming our way so quickly.”

“It’s no problem. You know I am always happy to help.”

Eagle then begins to help us with our bags. He takes mine without hesitation, hoisting it up over his shoulder as though it was filled with feathers. He carries it towards the plane as Janus walks alongside him, and I follow behind as they speak.

“We’ll need you to take us to Istanbul, to the usual airfield if you can. Dani and I have uncovered something big. So, I know it’s a lot to ask, but if you could keep yourself available to bring in some of the rest of the Brothers as reinforcements, that’d be such a help.”

Eagle nods his head then flicks a glance at me over his shoulder. “Of course, Jackal, I’ll do what I can. I’m always happy to help out a beautiful Aphrodite such as this lovely lady.”

His smile is warm and infectious. As he ushers me into the leather and wood-lined cabin of the jet, I find myself smiling back at him.

Eagle places my bag in the secure hold above our heads, while Janus and I settle into the plush leather seats sitting across from each other.

Sitting in the cabin of a private plane is surreal and unlikely anything I’ve ever experienced before. For the amount that I travel, you’d think I’d be more used to first class, but my expenses are only covered if I fly coach. A good flight for me is when the seat next to me has been booked but the person fails to turn up so that I can borrow some of their leg room.

Sitting in a private jet with only one person to take up the entire cabin with me—that’s the life of luxury. It’s also another reminder of how Janus is good to me; he didn’t have to work with me in Athens, much less fly me to Turkey, but he always did have my best interest at heart, and I really haven’t been all that kind to him in return.

Once the seat belt sign turns off, I sigh and turn to Janus. He was flicking through his phone, but as soon as I lift my head and look at him, his attention is all mine.

“Janus, I’m sorry…”

He looks at me, puzzled, and puts the phone away.

I close my eyes to try and find the words to say, then take a deep breath. “I’m sorry that I left you back in South Sudan. You deserved the decency of a goodbye and I…I didn’t give it to you.”

“Oh, Dani, it’s okay—”

“It’s not okay.” I say firmly.

I get up out of my seat, kneel before him, and look up at his softly smiling face. I rest my hands on his thighs and stare into his sparkling blue eyes.

“It’s not okay. I had—I have—real feelings for you, Janus. And the way I left things in South Sudan was cheap. I should have treated you better.”

Janus keeps smiling at me. He then leans forward and lift me up from the floor towards him. He pulls me to straddle his lap, and I can already feel him stirring beneath his trousers; perhaps I do know how to make it up to him again.

“Dani, it’s okay. I understand. I can forgive you for South Sudan.”

Those were the magic words to take the heaviness from my soul.

I push forward into Janus’ grip and kiss him. Our lips dance over each other as I lower my hands and begin to brush them over his shirt.

Janus does the same; his hands trace down my arms. One hand moves to my breast, and I gasp as he begins to play with me through my blouse and bra, while his other hand moves down to my ass to support me as I roll my hips over his stiffening cock.

I feel arousal beginning to stir within me as my kisses get hungrier. I move my lips from his jaw, kissing down his neck and nipping the skin of his jugular with my teeth, as I begin to unbutton his shirt.

Janus runs his hands over my ass, pushing up my skirt and exposing my panties. His other hand begins to tear at my blouse, popping open the buttons until my black lacy bra spills out.

His cock is practically begging to be freed, twitching beneath my rolling hips, as he holds my ass and grinds me down against him. But I’m going to make him wait.

I finish unbuttoning Janus’ shirt before moving next to my bra. I pull my breasts out over the top of the cups so that they’re the exposed to him.

Janus immediately places his mouth on one of my nipples, kissing and licking at the exposed bud, sending jolts down my spine.

“Oh, Janus,” I whimper, but he lifts one of his hands to shush me before my moans can grow too loud.

“Careful, Dani, Eagle might hear.”

“Oh, fuck Eagle,” I whisper as his hands grind mine down against his hips harder, rubbing my clit through my damp panties.

“I’d rather fuck you.”

“Then do it. Fuck me, Janus. Fuck. Me.”

Without hesitation, Janus picks me up from where I’m sitting atop of him. He stands up, throws me back into my seat, and pushes the button on the side of the chair, so that I’m lying before him with my skirt up around my waist and my breasts spilling out of the cups of my bra.

I spread my legs wider for him. I lower my hand to play with myself through my underwear.

Janus groans and palms at himself through his trousers before he unzips and pushes down his underwear and his trousers in one sweep. He pulls my panties down my legs, finally seeing for himself how wet I am for him and how eager I am for him to fuck me. He leans over my body and strokes the tip of his cock against my folds.

As I begin to moan, he places my panties into my mouth and whispers into my ear.

“Shh, if you’re too loud we’ll get caught.”

I groan into the fabric and try to lift my hips and pull Janus into me. But he’s adamant to tease me, continuing to stroke his cock against my sopping cunt and running his finger over my clit. Within minutes, I feel an orgasm rock through my whole body, and I tremble and I come from his touch.

Only then does Janus thrust into me. As my body still jolts from orgasm, his cock fills me to the hilt, and I cover my own mouth despite the gag to quieten myself.

Janus lifts one hand to my breast, playing with my breast with one hand and kissing the nipple on the other as he gives me a moment to get used to his cock.

I can’t help myself; I need more. I begin to buck my hips, desperate for him to fuck me.

Hungrily, Janus complies. He starts to thrust into me, his cock stroking my g-spot with each hard stroke as he pins me into the chair.

I lift my hands to claw at him. I snake my fingers into his hair and pull him closer as my other hand scratches his back through the shirt. I hear him moan and gasp in my ear as we ride against each other, eagerly devouring every inch of flesh we can find.

Janus pulls the panties out of my mouth kisses me ravenously, his tongue stroking over my lower lip and pushing inside when I part my lips.

I begin to feel a second orgasm building inside of me.

“Janus...Janus...oh, god, I’m gonna come.”

I begin to cry out, but Janus smothers my moaning with his lips, kissing me passionately and muting my cries of ecstasy. As my walls clench tightly around him, I feel Janus’ cock begin to twitch and pulse within me as he comes, too.

With the strength sapped out of us, we shuffle about in the chair and lay for a moment in each other’s arms. There’s still a little while until we reach Istanbul, so I enjoy the afterglow and the moment of tenderness as we cuddle.

“There’s nowhere for you to sneak off to now,” Janus teases.

“Trust me, Janus, I don’t want to sneak off. Not when this can happen again and again if I stay.”

Janus kisses me tenderly, holding my face. I lie against his shoulder and watch the bright blue sky out of the window.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.