Page 105 of Savage Cravings

My smile widened viciously. It appeared more had been happening than I’d even thought.

“Only one brother is into breath play, angel, and it’s not Maverick or me.” I probably contradicted my words when I tightened my grip around her a bit.

The way she blushed told me I had guessed right. “What have you and Killian been getting up to, my naughty girl?”

Ifuckingknew that fucker would fall under her spell, and I was right. I could laugh about that, considering his grumpy ass had been giving me a hard time since the first time we saw her.

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

“No response?”

I let go of my grip on her neck, but kept my hand curved around her as she took a big gulp of air.

“Trust me, angel?” I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath until she smiled at me and nodded, easing the ache that was starting to form in my chest.

What a fucking precious thing her trust was.

And how fucking regrettable it was going to be to see that trust die in her eyes.

I tried not to dwell on the near future and instead focused on the present. On her. Without saying anything, I moved my hand down to her chest, where her heart was beating erratically, and eased her back until she had no choice but to lie down on the bed.

“Silas?”

“Shh, angel. Let me show you how much I missed my girl.”

Her breath caught at the words “my girl,” and I smiled, taking her in.

Fuck me, but those sleep shorts of hers were going to be the death of me, I was sure of it.

I yanked them up, and she gasped when she felt the bite of the fabric against her pussy lips. I didn’t need to see her to know she was fucking wet for me already.

“Tell me, baby. What have you and Killian been getting up to?”

She sputtered something unintelligible and wouldn’t meet my eyes. I pulled a little harder on the shorts, and her hips started to gyrate against the friction.

“Yes?”

Leaning down until our faces were mere inches apart, I licked the side of her cheek.

She bit her lip, as if she was afraid to make too much noise. Had she known what those noises did to me, she wouldn’t be so fucking cautious, so shy.

I leaned back, wrapping my hand around her neck with one hand and tugging on her shorts with the other, sliding them down her legs until they were far enough she could kick them away for me.

Her stomach dipped when she took a deep breath, and I glanced down to find her bare for me.

“Fucking hell. You weren’t wearing any panties?”

She shook her head slightly, her eyes darkening.

I squeezed her neck slightly and gritted out, “Spread your legs for me, baby.”

She obeyed beautifully, showing me what belonged to me. I licked my lips when her scent teased my nostrils.

“Let’s play a game.”

“A game?” she asked, a flush racing to her cheeks.

I nodded. “A game. Trust me, you’ll love this game. I want you to focus on me, got it? And when I ask a question, you answer it. Simple?”

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