Page 123 of Brutal Savage

Hell. I should fuck her before we go.

I force my legs to move. “Good? I’m speechless.”

As I grasp her nape, my lips hover until I can almost kiss her.

Her long lashes flutter, and she stares at me, all shy and sexy as hell.

“You look insanely gorgeous. Jesus, Elara.” My mouth drops closer, a groan escaping from my chest when her lips brush mine. “Fuck, I wanna kiss you.”

“You’d ruin my lipstick.” Her breathless tone has my jaw tightening, my fingers spreading in her hair.

“That’d be a shame.” I can’t help my deep grunt. “I’d at least like to wait until the plane ride to fuck your pretty mouth.”

“Jesus, Tynan,” she pants.

I can’t be an asshole. I can’t ruin how beautiful she looks.

You could just bend her over and lift her dress…

“Go sábhála mac Dé sinn,” I mutter, and her brows snap.

“What does that mean?”

I let out a sardonic chuckle. “I’m asking for divine intervention to stop me from fucking you senseless right now, babe.”

She beams at me, her shy, sexy smile not helping matters.

I grab her jaw, grinding my teeth. “We need to get the hell out of here.”

I force my hand off of her. The more I touch her, the more volatile this situation is gonna get.

The sass returns to her gaze, and she’s running her hands down her hips, grinning salaciously. “I really like this dress.”

I’m on her before she can take her next breath.

Rolling her long hair around my wrist and yanking her head back, I bring her ear to my lips. “You’re going to be a huge distraction for everyone tonight, especially me.”

I run my nose down her neck, nipping her shoulder as she whimpers.

“You’re going to have to forgive all the dead bodies tonight, Mrs. Quinn. ’Cause anyone who looks at you will find themselves no longer breathing.”

“Maybe I should change, then,” she whispers. “Wouldn’t want to be responsible for your murderous escapades.”

“Fuck,” I growl, licking along her jaw, needing a taste. “You’re such a little cocktease.” With a jerk of my hand, I’m roughly dragging up her dress, my fingers tracing between her thighs. “No panties, huh?”

“Tynan!” she cries when two fingers thrust inside her, fucking her just a little bit, just enough to satiate my need for her.

She gasps and cries, clawing my bicep, begging me for it. But when her walls start to clench, I release her.

Grinning like a motherfucker at her hooded expression, I bring the fingers that were inside her to my mouth. Our gazes align as I suck her taste onto my tongue.

“So fucking good. Now, you wait here until I finish taking a shower, and you’d better behave while I get dressed. Because I swear, Elara…” I grab the back of her neck. “Tease me again, and I’m gonna rip this dress to shreds. Understand?”

She nods, her chest flying up and down.

“Good girl.” I lean in and kiss the corner of her mouth. “I’ll be quick, I promise.”

I start to reluctantly head to the master bath.

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