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I didn’t know what I would do if he kicked me out.

His hold on me relaxed, and he said, “Of course.”

I placed my hand on top of his on my stomach, before I closed my eyes. And I fell asleep.

This time, there were no nightmares.

20

MAVERICK

My eyes sprangopen when I felt Mila shift in my arms, my heart pounding inside my chest. Thethud, thud, thudof the beat sounded loudly in my ears as I took in my surroundings.

I’d fallen asleep.

Fuck me, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had a decent night’s sleep.

It was still early, and I doubted I got in more than a handful of hours, but it was something.

My arms tightened around the sleeping girl in my arms, her face relaxed, her blonde hair a mess over the pillow and over me.

I took in a deep breath. Her sweet floral scent teased my senses and calmed my heart. She always managed to make me feel calm and erratic in the same beat.

How could she have the power to evoke such emotions in me?

Maybe I’d fallen…

I shook away the terrible thought. I hadn’t fucking fallen for Mila Hayes because it would be her greatest misfortune if that were the case. My arms tightened around her at the thought.

She’d already had the misfortune of attracting the attention of three monsters. It didn’t matter if I had fallen or not. The onlyway for her to get out of this life was if my brothers and I stopped breathing.

I traced my fingers gently up and down the side of her face. Her lips twisted a bit, drawing my attention to them. There was no fucking way for me to let her go. I’d realized it soon enough, but something about this morning seemed to have cemented the fact. Or perhaps it was because she came to me last night when she had a nightmare.

I was worse than any nightmare she might have, but she still came to me.

I leaned down and kissed her lips softly. When I pulled back, her eyes were still closed, but there was a softness to her face that I swore hadn’t been there before.

Fuck me. Unable to resist, I kissed her once more, letting my tongue run over the seam of her lips, taking in the taste of her. She whimpered in her sleep, her hips moving slightly. I pulled down the blanket covering her body from my gaze. She wore a huge T-shirt that dwarfed her, and sleep shorts with no panties.

I fucking loved that Silas took away all her panties. It made things easier. I gently slid the shorts down her long, lean legs, pushing the shirt up to her stomach. A few strands of pubic hair had already grown out. Soon enough, she would need to see Sarah again.

If I had it my way, I would always keep her bare for me. I fucking loved the sight of her little cunt, free of hair. My fingers ran gently across the outer lips of her pussy, taking in the soft skin there. My cock hardened and it required all my control not to fuck her right then and there.

I swirled my fingers over her swollen clit, and the musky scent of her arousal began to tease my nose. Fuck. I looked back at her face.

Her brows scrunched slightly, but she still hadn’t woken. What a deep sleeper my little monster had turned out to be. I fucking loved it.

I pushed her legs apart, spreading her so I could take in her pussy fully. I paused when I noticed bluish-green marks on her fair skin. Bruises. Some of them looked like hickeys, and others were bruises that appeared to be bite marks. My eyebrows jumped in surprise. I wondered which brother did this to her. Judging by the colors, I’d say it was still pretty fresh.

Killian was usually a little rougher on the women we were with than Silas was. Lord knows he fucking loved seeing his marks and bruises on their bodies. Did he do this?

I let my hand run over one of the bigger bruises near the skin where her thigh met her pussy. My cock twitched. Hell. Did my little monster love a bit of pain with her pleasure?

She was fucking perfect for us. I ran the back of my pointer finger over her folds, separating them.

Her pussy glistened slightly from her arousal, and I knew I wouldn’t be met with any resistance if I shoved my fingers inside and fuck her with them.

She wasn’t a virgin anymore. Fucking Silas had gotten to her first. The fucker had been walking around with his chest puffed out, fucking proud. Hell, I couldn’t fault the bastard for that. I would have been fucking proud in his position, too.

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