Page 37 of Savage Hearts

I didn’t know much about the Tiernan brothers, but I was sure of that.

“Look at me, little monster.”

I shook my head.

“Do you really think that will help? Do you think I will simply go away if you close your eyes?”

“Won’t you?”

He laughed. I ignored the way his laugh seemed to affect me. “Fuck, how could I not have known what an amusing little thing you are?”

My nose scrunched at his words, and I opened my eyes. It was as I expected. Amused eyes that seemed to always be shrouded in cruelty.

I resisted the urge to back away. I knew better than to show him how badly he intimidated me, but fuck, he did.

He seemed to be so much more up close, his size taking up so much of the small space between us. I suddenly felt out of place.

He grasped my chin with his fingers and lifted it until I met his dark eyes.

We didn’t say anything for a span of one long inhale, as each of us seemed to be breathing in the same air.

“I’m not a thing to amuse you,” I whispered harshly.

He nodded, conceding. “You’re not a thing to amuse me.” His next words sent my temper flaring. “You’re my property. You are completely and irrevocably owned by me and my brothers. Might as well get used to this idea now, Mila. I’m not a patient man, and I have been more patient with you than anyone else.”

“Patient? You call coming into my room at night while I sleep and… and…”

His lips curved up in a smile.

“And making you come?” he asked seductively. “And touching you in a way that made you forget about any other man who came before?”

It was on my lips to retort, but he firmed his grip. My eyes narrowed at him.

“Get it through your head, Mila. There will never be any other man for you.”

“Unlucky for you, then. Your bastard little brother already touched me.”

His smile widened, baring teeth. I tried not to show how terrifying that smile really was. I probably failed.

“Let me rephrase. There will be no man for you, except for me, Silas, and Killian. You got that?”

I scoffed. “Is that all I am here for? To satisfy some kink you have with your brothers about sharing a woman?”

“Oh, it’s a kink, all right. But I don’t think we will ever be satisfied until we own every single part of you.”

“You can’t have it,” I whispered.

I shook my head, trying to get out of his grip. His eyes darkened and he let go of my chin and cupped both of my cheeks. He was unexpectedly gentle about it.

I held my breath when he leaned close to me. “Too late.”

His words caressed my skin like a ghost I couldn’t escape. He leaned down closer.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew what his intentions were, and even if I was tempted, even if we had kissed before, I didn’t want it to be in this moment.

I turned my face away, and he paused.

I took advantage of that pause and pulled away. Surprisingly, he let me go. I looked out the window, my cheeks feeling hot. Perhaps if I ignored him, I could pretend he wasn’t here.

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