Page 60 of Filthy Hot

Wrapping my arm around the backs of her thighs, I pick her up. She cries out, gripping my shoulders as I carry her straight toward my room. Her gaze focuses on mine, her smile wide. But I can tell she’s terrified.

I don’t know if that fucker hurt her while he had her, but I’m going to find out. Then I’m going to kill him, too.

Xavier and Talon will not survive this war.

I will ensure that.

Personally.

Nobody will ever touch her again. They’ll never get the chance. I’m going to ensure that she always, always has fucking protection. I don’t care in what form, but she will have it. Even if it means I never let her out of my sight again.

Once we’re in my bedroom, I slowly set her down to her feet. My eyes look nowhere else but hers, trying to gauge her mood.I don’t know if she’s been hurt, if she’s scared, relieved, or what she’s feeling. But I want to know it all.

Lifting my hands, I cup her cheeks. “Did he hurt you?” I ask.

My eyes never look away from hers. I search her gaze as she gives me a single smile. I don’t know what the fuck to think. I can’t read her. I’m going to need her to tell me immediately. I already know I’m not good enough for her. I need to at least take care of this so I can prove myself.

“He didn’t hurt me,” she whispers. “I was locked in that room. But nothing happened.”

“And your ex?” I ask.

Her eyes widen. I need her to speak, to tell me what exactly occurred. I need to know how I’m going to torture him. Because that is exactly what’s going to happen. I’m going to torture that motherfucker, with a smile on my goddamn face.

“I only saw him twice, but he didn’t touch me. They promised him that he could have me, but then he was taken away. Talon wouldn’t let him anywhere near me. I don’t know what happened or why, but Xavier seemed scared of him.”

I snort.

I bet the pussy was terrified.

Probably shit himself a little, too.

Shifting my face closer to hers, I touch my forehead against her own. I close my eyes as I inhale through my nose, letting it out my mouth. I take in her scent, and it grounds me.

“Never,” I grind out. “Never will that man touch you. He won’t be alive long enough to ever try again. Never will you be taken from me by anyone again. Not fucking ever. Never again, baby. Not as long as I have breath in my body will anything like this ever happen to you again.”

“Never again,” she whispers.

My lips twitch into a small smile. I don’t give her the chance to say anything else. There’s nothing left to say. I won’t allow a protest of ending Xavier or Talon. That decision has been made.

Slamming my mouth against hers, I kiss her.

It’s long and hard—wet, too.

I want to consume her the way she consumes me.

Wholly.

KYLE

His kissand arms are a welcome change from the terrified loneliness I’ve felt the past few days. Opening my mouth widely, I accept his tongue, his taste… I welcome it. Because it’s amazing, just like him.

A shiver of desire slides down my spine. I know I need a shower, maybe even need to wash my hair, but I can’t think of anything else aside from him being inside of me.

I need it.

Want it.

Crave it.

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