Page 28 of Savage Hearts

Virgin or not, my brothers and I would be the only men in her life. I’d kill any fucker stupid enough to try to touch her.

My hand slammed against the wall as I quickened my movements.

I closed my eyes and drew in the image of her sea-colored eyes.

And that was all it took.

I came with a shout, my cum squirting onto the sheets of my bed.

Fuck me.

I couldn’t remember a time when I had come that hard. And this was with my own hands.

I quickly cleaned up before turning in for the night.

Tomorrow would be the same.

We had Daniel’s narcotics operation to deal with, but somehow, the thought didn’t feel as… mundane as it once had.

5

MILA

I lookedout the window of my new prison.

This house was ten times nicer than the house I had been living in with Dad, yet no matter the luxury, it was still a prison.

I still didn’t know what I was supposed to do.

So far, they hadn’t done anything to me.

I shook my head as the memories from the night before burned my cheeks.

Anything damaging or irrevocable, at least.

I still couldn’t believe the bastard sneaked into my room every night that I had been here.

And yesterday was the only night I had woken up.

Who knew what he had done on the nights I didn’t?

I didn’t think I was such a sound sleeper.

I wasn’t back when I was living at the clubhouse.

Always on alert in case I had to run at a moment’s notice.

There had been just as many monsters coming and going freely in that clubhouse had there been monsters on the outside, wanting to harm the members of the club—and the family members.

So why the hell was I sleeping so soundly in a house with three of the most dangerous men I had ever met in my entire life?

God, I was fucking stupid.

And tired.

So fucking tired, I didn’t even know how I had gotten out of bed today.

But I did, and now I wanted to go back to bed, yet how was I supposed to fall asleep tonight?

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