Page 70 of The Good Girl

“Sex.”

“You’re nuts.” I turn to Kruger. “Tell him he’s insane.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. Those little skirts and red lips? Trust me when I say there isn’t a man in the club that hasn’t thought about fucking the innocence out of you. There is nothing sexier than a good girl gone bad. We like an angel on her knees with her halo around her ankles.”

I have no clue what to say about that, but Havoc is apparently done talking and has chosen violence instead.

He lifts me off his lap before I realize what he’s doing. Thankfully, Kruger’s figured it out and takes off, Havoc hot on his heels.

“She asked. And you know none of us would touch her now that she’s yours.”

“Yeah, well, I thought that once before, and look what happened.”

“Nevaeh’s right. She’s not Lola, and we’re not this club.”

Havoc stops, looking from Kruger to Crane, who is watching everything with a grin, then to me.

“Don’t touch him. He’s right––he was answering my question.” I stand with my hands on my hips and glare at him.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

“Well, I do. You can’t beat up everyone who looks at me, talks to me, or flirts with me.”

He stalks toward me.

“Wanna bet?”

Chapter Seventeen

Havoc

Itoss her over my shoulder before she can make a run for it and carry her upstairs, ignoring her protests and my brothers laughing. I head down the hall and kick open the door, throwing her on what used to be my bed and reach for the button of her jeans. “What are you doing? I’m not having sex in this bed.”

She tries to roll away, but I stop her, yanking the zipper of her pants down before I tug the tight denim over her hips and ass, along with her black panties.

“Havoc!” She spits my name like a curse, but I just grin. She hesitates, seeing the look of sin on my face.

“I’m going to eat you until you scream my name. Then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember it.”

She gasps as I thrust two fingers inside her without warning. She squirms to get free, but with her jeans around her ankles, she’s not going anywhere.

“I want you to come all over these sheets,” I growl, barely able to hold back.

“Oh God, Havoc, this is so wrong,” she moans, her body trembling as I work her over. She’s dripping wet now, soaking my fingers and I can’t wait another second to be inside her.

I rip my jeans open and pull my cock out. Positioning myself between her legs, I ease my cock inside her before slamming home, her back arching at the intrusion. Gripping both her hands in my hand, I pin them above her head as I thrust into her over and over.

I take her mouth in a brutal kiss, my teeth tugging her lip, my tongue fucking her mouth. My blood’s still boiling from what happened downstairs, but when I pull back and look down at her, everything fades away.

Her eyes roll into the back of her head, making me feel like a fucking god. I don’t know what it is about this woman, but she has this way of banishing the darkness. I’m never going to be a good man, but holding an angel makes me better. I’ll be damned if I do anything that will take me away from her, whether that means in cuffs or a coffin.

I don’t want her to find happiness after me. I want her tied so damn tightly to me that not even Death himself could tear us apart. Hell, I’d come back and possess a motherfucker just to keep her. Nevaeh is mine and always will be. There is nothing I won’t do to keep her.

“Coming here should have been a nightmare, but you make everything feel like a dream,” I tell her when I pull back and stare down into her eyes.

I gentle my thrusts so she can focus on what I’m saying.

“I love you. I’ve loved you before I even knew who you were. Your smell wrapped around me, and suddenly, I knew I was home. I know you’re mad at me for what happened downstairs, but I’ve lost so much, I can’t lose you, too. You’re it for me.”

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