Page 61 of Savage Hearts

She squeaked in surprise and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“What are you doing?”

“Your bed’s wet. You can’t sleep here tonight.”

“And whose fault is that?”

“Pretty sure it was your wet body writhing on the mattress.”

“You put me there! Now put me down, you bastard.”

“Hush now, baby. You don’t want to wake up the whole house, do you?”

She glared at me all the way to my bedroom until I shut the door behind us with my foot and set her down on the bed.

Mila crossed her arms over her chest. “Aren’t you going to get dressed?”

I stood in front of her and played with myself a little, but yeah, I was too fucking tired. My dick wasn’t really into it.

“Why? Does it turn you on?”

“No, you freak. I would much rather you put something on than have that… that…”

I grinned. “My cock, baby girl? You can say it.”

She looked away from me, and I fought the urge to laugh out loud.

She was fun to tease. I moved closer. “Would you like to play with it?”

“You sure you want me near it with the way I’m feeling now?” she asked, her voice dry.

I laughed. Fuck me, but I had never laughed so much as I did when I was with her.

I shook my head and turned to the closet. I yanked on black boxer briefs and came out to find Mila already under the covers, on one far side of the bed. Any farther and she would fall off.

I walked over to her and lifted the blanket. “Move over, baby.”

“Why can’t you go to the other side? Do you have to fight me on everything?”

I rolled my eyes at that. “This side is closest to the door.”

“So? Afraid I might make a run for it when you fall asleep?”

“No, but I would much rather be between you and any danger that might come through that door.”

“Yeah, right,” she grumbled, sliding over for me.

I climbed in and wrapped my arms around her before she could get far.

“You really think that can’t happen? You’renotthat naïve. You must have an inkling about the kind of men we are.”

She didn’t answer me.

“Your dad brought forty men to my family’s home almost twenty years ago and killed everyone in the house. The onlyreason my brothers and I survived was because we got fucking lucky, and Maverick has been plagued with insomnia since he was twelve.”

We were damn lucky he’d seen the men coming into the house.

Much like Mila.

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