Page 151 of Savage Reign

“Then I think you need to go to them and make our girl understand she is not to disobey us ever again, especially when it comes to her safety.”

He nodded. “Aren’t you going to join us?”

I shook my head. She might be a little overwhelmed with everyone coming at her. And knowing my brothers, they won’t let her out of their sight for the rest of the night. “You go ahead. I still have to make some calls.”

He frowned. “Anything I need to know about?”

“Not right now. I’m just chasing a suspicion. I’ll let you know when I find out more.”

My little brother didn’t say anything. He patted my shoulder. “Try to get some sleep.”

I nodded, even if sleep was the last thing I felt like doing.

I waited until he was out of the door before sitting back down at my desk and pulling out my phone.

It rang once before the call was picked up, despite the late night.

“Maverick. What can I do for you?”

“I think you and I need to have a little talk. Don’t you think so, Gregory?”

He didn’t answer me right away. Then, “There’s this bar I know that stays open pretty late. Why don’t you meet me there? Drinks on me.”

“Send me the address,” I said, hanging up. I still didn’t know what made me suspicious. But there was a nagging feeling in my gut that said I wasn’t wrong. And I was about to find the answer tonight.

31

MILA

I bounceda little on Killian’s shoulder as he walked up the stairs.

“Killian.”

He spanked my ass three times. I bunched the fabric of his shirt with my fists. Okay, someone was in a spicy mood.

“There is no need to spank me,” I grumbled. He answered by spanking my ass cheek two more times. I decided then that the best course of action was to shut up and not say anything more.

When we got to my room, he put me down on my feet and stood in front of me.

I shifted a little the longer he went without saying anything.

“Can we take a shower?” I asked, looking down at myself. I was still in the dress, but now it didn’t look beautiful or expensive. It was dirty and associated with memories I would much rather not think about.

Killian’s eyes went up and down my body. He moved without another word, helping me first remove my jewelry. I watched as he carefully put it back in the box, surprised he even knew that was where they went before he came back to me.

He removed my clothes quickly, effortlessly.

I wasn’t wearing a bra—considering the fit of the dress didn’t allow it—and my panties were in Silas’s pocket.

He seemed surprised to find me naked under the dress. I resisted the urge to cover myself. I felt better when I noticed him getting hard. “You should get naked, too,” I said softly.

“Hmm,” was all I got in reply before he hoisted me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us to the connected bathroom. He placed my bare ass on the bathroom counter.

I winced from the coldness and glared at him. He smirked, still not saying anything as he made his way to the shower to turn it on.

While he waited for the water to warm up, he started taking off his clothes. A thrill of excitement went through me when he did. My eyes tracked the movement, wanting to memorize every detail about his hard physique. I focused on the intricate black-and-white Celtic cross on his rib. It moved every time he breathed, and it might just be my favorite of all his tattoos.

He shoved his black dress pants down, along with his boxer briefs. I licked my lips when he grabbed his shaft and stroked roughly up and down the length.

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