Page 126 of Savage Hearts

I ignored the sarcasm and let my fingers stray down to her jawline, moving along the lines, and stopping at her earlobe. I tugged it slightly, and her mouth gaped, her light eyes turning dark with arousal.

Jesus.

I could see why Silas was so obsessed with her, and why Maverick was close behind.

She didn’t flinch from my touch in disgust.

She didn’t see the monster’s hands that touched her, but the hands of a man who?—

Wanted to bring her pleasure.

And after being played with by my brothers, and for her to react like this to me?

I was wholly prepared to leave her alone with her present.

Hell, she could have shown it to one of my brothers, and they could have shown her how fun it would be.

But I got this for her,specifically.

Though I wasn’t jealous about her being with my brothers, I didn’t want them to be the ones who introduced her to this.

I let my hand move down her shoulder, playing with the sleeve of the shirt lightly before moving south once more, settling on the dip of her waist.

She blinked at me but didn’t stop me.

She probably wasn’t stopping because she didn’t think she had a choice.

I shouldn’t care about what she thought.

She was my little captive, so what would it matter, considering her say held so little weight?

Yet the words were out of my mouth before I thought better of it.

“Tell me to stop right now if you don’t want this,” I said quietly. “But remember, little firecracker, you only get this one chance. You say it, and I’ll walk away. Do you want this?”

She didn’t answer me right away, but instead looked up at me with wide eyes. As if it was surprising that I was giving her this chance.

I waited with bated breath for her answer.

Her mouth opened and her small tongue peeked out and licked her lips. I felt my dick twitch, and I could just imagine how good it would feel if she took my dick and licked the tip like that.

Or take me fully in her hot little mouth and let me fuck her.

Let me use her.

My good little whore.

Mine and my brothers and no one else’s.

And how fucking possessive I would be.

I would cut off the hand of any man who tried to touch her, would blind them if they saw what they weren’t supposed to see, would fucking kill to keep her in this little tower of hers.

My own little Rapunzel.

A dark fucking fairy tale comes to life.

Then she nodded, and nothing existed but that fucking nod.

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