Page 74 of Savage

“What I didn’t expect was for you to tell them that we’d slept together.”

My eyes were drawn to his throat as a vein in his neck throbbed. “As I recall, we had very little sleep. We fucked, Wynter. You can’t even say the words.”

“That’s because I’m not as crass as you and you shouldn’t be speaking to me like that,” I stuttered, clumsily pushing off the bed and rising to my feet. I attempted to look in control of the situation, my eyes darting toward the closed door.

“Don’t treat me like a fucking one-night stand then!” he rallied. He was fuming and I totally didn’t get his point.

“When did I treat you like a one-night stand?”

“Ever since we slept together.”

“Well, what did you expect? That I’d come knocking on your door for round two. You took my virginity, we both got what we wanted. That was the deal.”

“And what is it that you wanted from the deal as you so eloquently put it?”

“I don’t know, to be rid of it I suppose. As you say, the sad little virgin.” I was trying to cheapen it as if it meant nothing to me either.

That riled him even more. “So that’s all I was to you. A stud to rid you of your fucking V-card?”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying.” I dashed a hand of frustration through my hair, changing my mind about going down that route.

“Well correct yourself fast, before I really lose my shit with you,” Jaxon threatened. The words made my sex pulse.

“I want you—wanted it to be you. I couldn’t imagine having—being with anyone else.”

A silence stretched between us. Jaxon looked up at the ceiling and inhaled before lowering his head.

“I should fucking think so.” The conversation was now making me uncomfortable and I eyed the door again over his shoulder.

Jaxon followed the direction of my look and slowly shook his head from side to side, planting his hands on his hips. “You have a face like an open book. You’re going nowhere until we’ve had this out.” I saw the gleam of hunger he tried to hide but I felt pissed off and confused. Jaxon dragged honesty from me like no other. He made me want things that I shouldn’t have been thinking right then.

“Fine. Say what you want to say and then let me leave,” I stropped crossly, loving, and hating the fact that he was keeping me there against my will. Being in his bedroom was doing all sorts of things to my body.

Jaxon watched me with a hooded expression before allowing his eyes to roam over my body. My nipples tightened against my top in response and he dropped his arms and walked toward me until he was about a foot away.

“When I saw you with Dominic, it pissed me off.”

“But you gave me the silent treatment before then,” I pointed out with a grimace.

“I was working Wynter. We lost a guy in Helmand. I had shit to do.”

Closing my eyes, I released a pained sigh. Shit. One of his friends had died and I had been feeling paranoid rejection.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

A muscle ticked in his jaw as he stared down at me with a masked expression. “Seeing you in his arms so soon after you’d been in mine messed with my head. I was angry with you.”

“Then you should have told me that, not ignored me. I’m not telepathic, I don’t know how you feel if you don’t say anything.”

He smelt so good. I stood my ground, daring him to do something; to be reckless. I noticed he hadn’t shaved and it gave him a rough, untamed look. Moistening my lips, I released a heavy breath, my chest rising and falling with anticipation.

Jaxon’s eyes narrowed, watching the movement of my tongue like a predator about to attack before a cocky grin fell into place. “How about I show you instead?” he husked, his voice an octave lower; thick with need.

My breath hitched as Jaxon stepped forward and hauled me into his arms; his mouth crashing down on mine. My breasts were crushed against his chest as he yanked my slight frame upwards, my feet almost leaving the floor and I clutched at his shoulders to balance myself.

He tasted of magic, mystery, and pure sin.

Jaxon’s hands slid from my arms, travelling up my spine and into my hair, cupping the back of my head. His lips were hard against mine, aggressive; it was an almost punishing kiss but I sank into it wholeheartedly; his tongue sliding into my mouth as it parted with a sigh of relief.

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