Page 122 of Revenge Saints
“You liked it,” I say, grinning up at him.
He presses his forehead to mine. “Yeah. I fucking loved it.”
We stay like that for a beat, just breathing.
His weight on top of me, the earth under my back, our heartbeats finally slowing. My body aches, but it’s the good kind of pain, the kind that says you’re alive, and you’re his.
He shifts off me, pulling me with him, and we lie side by side. His arm drapes across my waist.
“I didn’t hurt you?” I ask quietly.
He scoffs. “I can take a lot more than that.”
“You let me in.”
He looks over, eyes softer now. “You earned it.”
I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. My fingers find his hand and lace through.
He pulls me closer, his arm heavy across my chest, like he doesn’t want to let go.
“We should head back,” he mutters. “Before Knox comes looking with guns blazing.”
Max chuckles, and I nod, groaning as I stand up.
“We also need a shower,” I say, reaching down and offering him my hand. “A cold-as-fuck one.”
He laughs and lets me pull him up.
The base at least had a half-working heater; it takes the bite out of it. But out here? Every shower feels like ice picks to the spine. Like punishment with water.
But right now? Fuck, I need it.
Aspen
It’s morning. Dante and Knox crashed in the living room. Max and Ryker came back with rabbits. We ate, and I collapsed in one of the spare rooms; Max and Ryker took the other.
Slap.
“Fuc—” I yelp.
“Does it hurt, pet?” Knox smirks as we walk back into the house after the shower.
“Yes, asshole!” I groan, shoving his chest. He takes a slow step back, and the fire in his eyes tellsme I should run.
“Asshole?” Knox repeats it like a warning.
Shit.
I bolt for the bedroom, feet slamming the floor, heart pounding. A hand wraps around my waist mid-run and yanks me back into a chest like a brick wall.
Max.
“Nice catch,” Knox chuckles, walking in shirtless, jeans slung low, water dripping from his tattoos. Muscles coiled, eyes dark.
My god. He’s all power and sex, and I clench just looking at him.
I squirm in Max’s grip, but he doesn’t budge.
