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“Also made a deal with a store in town that will get the names embroidered on there in twenty-four hours,” Blaze added.

“Thanks.” I nodded as I stood, then lifted my chin at them in parting before I left to go find my woman.

10

THEA

My first two days at the Hounds of Hellfire compound were exciting—mostly because I lost my virginity and had way more sex than I expected so soon afterward. I assumed that the third would be pretty boring, but I was proved wrong late in the evening when one of the prospects brought another bouquet with a note for me. Not that I actually saw it because Wizard thrust his hand between us to grab the flowers before I could take them from the guy.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he growled.

The prospect’s eyes widened, and he gulped before answering. “Um…these flowers were dropped off for your woman, so I brought them in for her.”

“You got one thing right…she’smy woman,” Baylor snarled. “If shit gets delivered here for her, it comes to me. Got it?”

The prospect nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, now get back to the gate.”

The kid—who probably was about my age but seemed much younger—ran out the door of the clubhouse as though his pants were on fire.

“You didn’t have to be so mean,” I chided with a sigh.

“I sure as fuck did,” Baylor disagreed, yanking the card from the flowers before striding to the bar to drop them into the garbage. “This is a safe place for you. Nothing is supposed to touch you while you’re here.”

I was about to point out that the prospect hadn’t purposely done anything to hurt me, but I pressed my lips together when he started to read the note. My words dried up at the fury in his dark eyes, and I whispered, “How bad is it?”

“Worse than the last one,” he grunted. “He’s pissed that you’re here with me. Doesn’t get why you think you had to come to the club for protection when he’d never hurt you. He threw in some threats to me, which I expected. But the part that really pisses me off is that he might need to do something to you that he’ll regret if you don’t stay away from me when you’re supposed to be his.”

Baylor seemed angrier than I was scared, so I funneled my fear into soothing him. “But I’m not his. Can’t ever be because I’m yours.”

“Damn fucking straight you are,” he growled, shoving the note into the inner pocket of his cut.

Interlacing our fingers, I urged, “So how about you take me to your room and remind me just how much I belong to you.”

“That what you need right now?” he asked.

“It’s what I want. Always,” I confirmed, tugging him toward the hallway.

There was something extremely hot about how possessive he got, and I knew a way to reward him for looking out for me so well that I’d wanted to try since I first wrote it in a book.

“That fucker,” he muttered, barely registering that I pulled him into his room and locked the door behind us.

He finally blinked, looking down at me. “We’re going to find him before he has the chance to get close. You gotta know that, baby.”

I nodded, taking his hands and pulling him toward the bed. “I know, but I don’t want to think about him right now. I have something way better in mind.”

He finally smiled, his whole body now standing at attention. “Oh?”

I sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling him between my legs.

Slowly, I shifted so I was on my back, turning around and scooting down until my head hung off the bed as I looked up at him. The anger drained from Baylor’s gaze, quickly replaced by fierce desire.

“You sure this is what you want, baby?”

“Uh-huh. If my research was right, you’ll be able to see your dick go down my throat as I taste you.” Just saying the words had me on fire, and as soon as he pulled his pants down, revealing his dick, leaking at the tip, I couldn’t help but lean up and lick the precome.

A deep groan rumbled up his chest. “Fuck, baby. I pictured you just like this when I read that scene.”

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