Page 60 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“Logan—”

He stops my words by bringing his mouth to mine and swallowing them.I close my eyes, savoring this moment—this stolen moment, that I shouldn’t have.This intense moment that I want more than I want my next breath.My tongue comes out shyly to move across the seam of his, craving nothing more than a simple taste of him.

Immediately his mouth opens, letting me inside.A vibration of noise moves through him and I can feel it rock through me.He has cinnamon on his breath, the taste is heated, the flavor strong, spicy and only adds to the pleasure.His tongue is slick, wet, and smooth and he uses it like an instrument designed to own me.Never have I had a kiss like this, nor did I know they existed.It’s not consuming, or even hurried.I feel like he is taking his time tasting me, exploring, and it makes me feel special.I savor it, because I want to commit everything to memory.

Too soon it’s over and I keep my eyes closed while I breathe deeply, my heart pounding.

“Give me two weeks, Angel.”

My brain is cloudy.I have so many thoughts, so much emotion running through me that I don’t understand at first.

“What?”

“You gave Wolf two weeks because you feel you owe it to your father.Give me two weeks.”

“Logan—”

“Don’t you owe it to yourself to see, Torrent?I get Wolf is who your father chose for you, but he never saw us together.He never got to see the pull between us, or if I can make you happy.I can’t pretend to know what you’ve been through, but I’m telling you whatever is between us is special and worth investigating?—”

“Logan, I don’t…”

“And whatever you think you know, if your father truly loved you, he would want you to be happy.Give me two weeks to prove to you that I’m the only one who can do that.”

His words wreck me.They burrow deep inside of me.

They give me hope.

But I can’t hold on to that hope.

“Logan… Wolf, there’s no way he’d… I mean, I moved out of the club.I live at my dad’s house now, but still.There’s no way he’s going to be good with you coming around.I don’t think?—”

“No way he can handle the competition?”he jokes.I want to smile with him but I know there’s nothing funny about this situation.

“Logan, honestly I…”

“Torrent, you haven’t seen me in my world.I need you to trust that I can take care of myself.I’m not worried.”

“You might not be, but I am.I don’t want to risk getting into another bad situation.I don’t think I can handle someone else I care about getting hurt, Logan,” I respond, knowing that it’s the truth.Devil seems to study me for a minute and then shrugs.

“So we’ll do it like we did at the convent—only better.Let me handle it.I need to hear you say that you will give me two weeks to prove to you that this thing between us is worth holding on to.”

“I shouldn’t…”

“But you’re going to, aren’t you, Angel?”

I ignore the panic I feel inside, and the fast beating of my heart.I ignore my common sense that tells me this is abadidea.I ignore everything but the light in his eyes and the smile on his face.

I give in to the need inside of me.

“I’m going to…” I whisper and I’m rewarded with another kiss.

I bury all my doubts in that kiss, which probably isn’t the wisest thing to do, but it feels good.

Chapter43

Devil

It is unbelievablyeasy to sneak into this damn compound.The clubhouse itself might have more security, but Torrent’s home is a piece of cake to get to and break into.Hell, I only saw three cameras and none of them are around the window on the back porch.The windows are also way too damn old.A small flick of the point of my knife in the right place and the lock gives way.I don’t know what kind of club president her father was, but apparently he didn’t feel the need to protect himself or his family like he should have.Plus, he wanted his daughter with that asshole Wolf.All that combined doesn’t leave her old man smelling like daisies—more like a pile of cow shit.

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