Page 111 of Savage Hearts

I found a light under the door to Mila’s bedroom when I walked past it, and I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the urge to stay and listen in on her.

So it was quite by accident that I heard her, and the sound had me freezing in my steps and moving closer to the door to make sure I wasn’t really hearing things.

Impossible.

Both Silas and Maverick weren’t home, so what the hell was that?

There was some shifting, something hitting the wall, and then…

There was that sound again.

The unmistakable sound a woman made when she was in ecstasy.

Did she sneak a guard to her room while we were out?

How fucking stupid.

Not only were my brothers possessive, but any guard stupid enough to enter this room was a dead guard. And he would die a slow, painful death.

Another sound.

It was soft, but it was there, and my fucking dick stood at attention.

Quietly, I turned the knob and pushed the door open.

What I saw surprised me.

There were no guards in here with her.

Mila was alone in the room, lying in the middle of that huge-ass bed.

Her eyes were closed, her head tilted to the side, and her shirt had ridden up, showing a hint of the slight swell of the bottom of her tits.

But that wasn’t what caught my attention.

No, what caught my attention was the fact that her legs were spread, and her hand was playing with her wet pussy.

Maverick had taken her to see Sarah, so it wasn’t hard to see what her fingers were doing.

I moved closer to her without a thought as she pumped one small finger inside herself.

Fuck. Me.

Her hips moved to the rhythm her hand set, and I didn’t think I had seen a more beautiful sight.

I swallowed when another soft moan escaped her lips, her back arching and the shirt riding up even higher, exposing one full perky tit.

Her nipple was dusky pink, the tip hardened from her arousal.

She gasped and it took me a moment to realize her eyes were open and there was fear moving in them. And just enough arousal to fucking drive me crazy.

“Keep going,” I said gruffly.

She bit her bottom lip and shook her head, her eyes darting to the door.

Did she think she could outrun me?

That she could outrun a monster?