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“Anything to protect Hannah,” Ky’Li said.
“We want you to kill the asshole who hurt her.”
Chapter Twelve
HANNAH
Hannah sat up with a start, images of Max pressing her against the wall in the break room surfacing again.
A warm hand reached up and caressed her back. She jumped until she realized where she was. Ren’s house. Herunit’shouse.
“How is your hand, sha’vi?”
Ky. She relaxed and slid back into his arms as she flexed her hand. He was still here with her, even after she’d confessed about sleeping with Vaughn.
“Tender, but good.” She rolled onto her side. He’d showered since last night and looked good, strong and healthy, despite all his time in the mine. The mines would take their toll on him. Some of the miners here walked around with a dead look on their faces.
“I never asked you about this last night,” she said as she lightly touched the scrape on his chin.
He took her fingers and guided them to his mouth where he kissed them. “You were preoccupied.”
Ky’Li could be really sweet when he wanted, which was more or less all the time. And patient andforgiving. He was sitting there, simply watching her with caring gray eyes, like he’d been doing for the past two weeks as he waited for her to go to him.
As if what she had told him about Vaughn hadn’t changed anything between them.
She had essentially cast him aside because she hadn’t agreed with his stance on families. He’d proved his capacity to love was greater than his need to impose his ways on her.
Her hand traced the muscles of his chest.
“I thought I warned you about that,” he said, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “Unless you plan to arouse me, sha’vi?”
She lifted the blanket. Hannah swallowed at the size of him. Ky’Li was largeeverywhere. “I’d say you’re already aroused.”
Ky’Li flung the sheet off of him. Yes, indeed, he was as naked as could be. As was she, except for the sheet she held to her chest. He pulled at the sheet, slowly easing it from her grip.
“Are you sure about this, Ky?”
“We had a saying in my squad. A naked woman holds no secrets,” he said as he eased the sheet from her grasp.
She swallowed. “I-I told you about Vaughn.” That had been hard, really hard seeing the disappointment in his eyes, but he deserved the truth. “What secrets do you think I have?”
A large hand trailed down her bare back, gliding along her flesh as if he intended to feel, to know, every square inch of her. A warmth spread through her, pooling low in her belly.
“I won’t know until I see you naked.”
With one final tug, the sheet disappeared from her grasp, exposing her. Gray eyes never seemed to leave her face, even as his fingers followed the line of her neck to her collarbones.
“You are mine, sha’vi,” he whispered. His hands trailed lower over her breasts, brushing her hard peaks ever-so-lightly.
His cock, thick and heavy, brushed against her pussy as he eased her back to the mattress and captured her lips. A very insistent tongue prodded until she parted for him. Strong and determined, his tongue danced alongside hers, so very like Ky’Li. Pushing, but not. He’d made the first move but hadn’t advanced.
He was waiting for her.
“You are more beautiful than I imagined,” he said, the heat in his eyes drawing her in. Her fingers sifted through the short hairs at the nape of his neck as she pulled him down for another kiss.
The kiss, the feel of his hands on her cheek, her throat, gliding lower to the side of her breast, captured her. There’d be no going back from Ky’Li, no denying him. Not that she wanted to.
He left a steamy trail of kisses down her neck as his tongue and lips claimed her in a way no man had even claimed her before, with more than lust, with thoughtfulness, withcare.
