Page 246 of Outlaws of Tulsa

Don’t touch him. Don’t touch him. Don’t touch him.

My hand shakes as I ghost it over his delicate cheek. His lips part, inviting me to do so much more than touch. To kiss and devour and own.

He reaches up and grabs my wrist, tugging me closer. I study his pouty lips as he molds my hand around his throat. A thrill shivers down my spine.

“What are you doing?” I demand, my hand giving in to his need, tightening around his neck. “You’re a distraction.”

“I’m going with you.”

“You’re not.”

He grabs my leather cut, pulling me impossibly closer. I love the ragged sound of his breathing as my grip around his throat shackles him to me.

“What happens when he gets inside your head,Chase? What then?”

I recoil at my real name, shuddering as it violates me with memories of a boy I once was. Everything darkens around me. Despair claws at me inside my chest. The world spins and then my head slams against the hard earth.

“Look at me,” Cove demands, scowling down at me.

He’s an avenging angel straddling me. Fire and brimstone in his blue eyes. Beautiful and terrifying.

“You need me,” he murmurs softly. “Admit it. I somehow understand what goes on in that fucked-up head of yours.”

My heart no longer races and thuds heavily in my chest. I grab hold of his shirt, tugging him down to me. His lips press to mine so sweetly and reverently, I almost don’t feel worthy of such a tender kiss. The sweetness fades as his tongue plunges into my mouth, teasing me in filthy ways that get my dick incredibly hard.

“You’re manipulative,” I complain.

“Whatever works.”

“Stormy teach you this shit?”

“Family trait.”

“Hmph.”

He grins against my lips. “That sounds like a yes.”

“You’re fucking deaf too.”

“I’m coming, Dragon.”

I grab his ass with two hands, squeezing tight. “Not yet. You will be when this is over.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Koyn barks out. “You can’t fuck in my front yard.”

“We were having a discussion,” Cove mutters.

“Yeah, me and Pageant Girl have the same fucking discussions all the time. Always ends up with my dick in her mouth too.” He grumbles all the way to the hatch and starts tossing shit into the Tahoe. “I’m leaving, Dragon. With or without you.”

I grab Cove’s jaw, bringing his lips to mine. “You can go with us. But Night Giant is mine. Understood?”

“Yeah, psycho. I’m not into that bloody shit like you. I’m just there to have your back.”

We get lost in another kiss, ignoring Katana’s sniggering as he passes by us. It isn’t until Koyn starts laying on the horn like a crazy-ass motherfucker that we break apart.

Time to put down the monster once and for all.

Cove

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