Page 97 of Ferocious Nightmare

He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "Tell me what you did."

His blazing, golden gaze was back, and I swallowed down the lump that it caused in my throat. There was something about that look.

The possessiveness of it. The way it made my heart race and my insides turn to jelly.

The way it made me want to fall to my knees and worship at the feet of the man who owned my heart.

I loved this man, and would do anything to make him happy. "I don't regret a single thing, you know." I hesitated, trying to figure out exactly how to express to him the feelings I was having inside. "With your father. Him taking me. You guys holding me captive. Being away from my father. If I could choose to do it all over again, I would do it exactly the same way, because it would lead me to you."

“And I would steal you all over again,” he leaned over, kissing me, his hand tight on my jaw.

I melted into him, into his touch, the feel of his strong and steady body against mine. Then I grabbed the lighter from his hand, and danced away from him as he tried to grab it back.

"I deserve this!" I squealed as he growled out, chasing me across the lawn, just like he had that first time we'd met. Bourbon and Rose laughed in the background, making my smile grow bigger.

I threw my hands into the air to feel the wind at my face, slowing down just enough to let him tackle me to the ground. Laughing, I squirmed around to face him as he pressed me to the ground, his face looming over mine.

"Don't make me fuck you right here in front of everyone," he whispered roughly, pressing his hardened cock into my belly. "Because I will, little nightmare."

"I dare you," I breathed heavily, wrapping my legs around his waist, holding him to me, grinning at him mischievously.

"Don't tempt me," his fingers moved up my thighs, sliding my dress upwards to palm my ass.

“I will always tempt you,” I stared into his eyes, and all I saw was him. His beautiful, adoring eyes, his curled, golden hair flopping over his forehead, the smile that captivated me.

"If you guys are done," a low voice grunted beside us.

"Like you have room to talk, brother." Coulter grunted, but stood up, grabbing me by my hips to pull me up and into his arms.

“The sheriff said we need to get behind the line." Bourbon strode ahead of us, back towards where Rose and Marisol were waiting behind a roped off area. There was a huge crane with a wrecking ball on the opposite side of the property, just waiting for us to clear the area.

Refusing to put me on my feet, probably because he didn't trust me, Coulter carried me away, and I gave one last look at the garden I'd started.

The garden was beautiful, but the new property had even more space for a bigger one, along with a greenhouse.

To my surprise, instead of taking me back to where everyone stood, Coulter took me to the front door, and I fell to my feet, surprised. “What’s going on?”

He shook his head. "You should know by now that I can never say 'no' to you."

“What?!” I grinned, warmth billowing through my chest, as I stared into his gorgeous face, my voice a squeak. "Really?"

"Yes," he grumbled, "but we do it my way, to keep you safe."

“Huh?” I asked, crooking an eye upward, confused.

He bent over, opening up the large box that had been placed at the front door. Inside, were two fireman suits and helmets, along with two large gun-looking things.

Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod.Were we really doing this?

“What are these?" I pointed to the guns.

"These,” as he picked up one of the fireman jackets, “Is to keep us safe,” He began to help me put it on. “And the guns are flame throwers.”

“No way!” My grin lit up my whole face as I put one arm into the suit, then another.

"You think I didn't know you would want to do this?" He picked up the pants and held them out to me to put on.

"Thank you!" I squealed, throwing myself into his outstretched arms. He caught me as I wrapped my legs around him, kissing him. After a long moment, he put me on my feet, and we both got to work suiting up, then we put the helmets on.

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