Page 13 of The Tiger's Secret Baby (Savage Shifters Special Ops 4)

“Is that a threat?” I asked him.

“No. Merely a prophecy. Your hired henchmen can’t hang out at your place forever. They’ll leave. But I’m not going to. I want that property, and I shall have it.”

“Good day, Mr. Duggers,” I said, and hung up.

He had sapped all my energy out of my body. I wasn’t sure my legs could even hold me up anymore. I hated the idea that he would win this fight, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out against the constant onslaught of harassment and the fear that he would hurt one of my kids.

Lucian pulled a chair out for me. He said, “Don’t worry. He won’t win. We have people at the office working on getting information on him so we can find his weakness. We have people on the perimeter of your ranch so that no one can come through.”

“I appreciate that,” I said, weakly.

He patted my shoulder and went back outside, I guessed, to let the rest of the team know about the call.

Rose and Magnar came running in and hugged me. They told me everything was going to be okay. That was one of the many reasons that I loved these kids so much.

Late that night, there was a quiet knock on my bedroom door. I didn’t have to ask who it was. Damian poked his head in the door and asked if he could come in.

“Yeah,” I said, making room for him on the bed. “We need to talk, anyway.”

He gently stroked my hair. “We do need to talk,” he said, in a husky voice.

“I need to tell you about…” I started to say.

The words were stolen out of my mouth by his lips. He leaned over and captured my mouth with his. The kiss was so sweet and gentle, and I found myself melting into it.

I moaned against his mouth as his tongue pushed in and began to stroke mine. My heart raced, and my mind lost all thoughts about everything else in the world except for the glorious man sitting next to me.

He gently lowered me back against the bed. I sank against the silky sheets that felt so much like soft clouds from the heavens.

His lips caressed mine, his tongue danced the waltz in my mouth. He tasted like mint toothpaste. Then, his mouth gently traveled across my face. Little tiny kisses graced my eyelids. My earlobe was gently sucked and flicked with his tongue. A brush of lips, like a gentle breeze, moved from the back of my ear, along my jaw, across my chin and to the other side of my face.

“Mmm, Damian. I have missed your kisses so much. I’ve dreamt of them all this time.”

He nibbled on my ear. “We need to…”

“Talk. I know, Baby. We need to talk. We can talk later.”

He pulled me into a sitting position and pulled off my nightshirt, discarding it on the floor. He pulled his shirt off, and I sucked in my breath. I loved his muscular chest and arms, and I felt myself getting moist, just looking at him. He was so incredibly sexy, and all I wanted to do was touch him, feel him. Once again, all my thoughts were consumed by this sexy beast of a man.

Lightly, he ran his hands over my breasts, cradling them in his hands.

“More than a handful,” he said, smiling. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, and I cried out his name.

His tongue circled around the hardened bud and then began to flick it. He sucked it gently.

My other nipple was aching for his mouth. He must have sensed my need, as he moved his mouth to my other breast. He traced the dark outline that encircled my nipple. His tongue moved closer and closer to the aching bud, but he didn’t touch it.

“Please, Damian. I need you to touch it. Touch me.”

“Do you? I guess I’ll have to take care of that.”

“Mmmm,” was my answer as he captured my nipple in his mouth, licking it, and sucking it.

My fingers were tangled in his thick hair.

The heat was rising quickly between my legs. With his free hand, he pressed against my pussy through the soft fabric of my panties.

He gently rubbed me while continuing to lavish attention on my nipples.

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