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“Yummy, huh?”
Honey squirted his bodywash into her hand and walked around him to slide her hands over his broad shoulders and back. Razor’s muscles bunched under her hands as she massaged. Slowly, the tension in them relaxed.
“Do you want to tell me what happened while you were there?” Honey asked.
“No.”
“No?”
“It’s not important, sweetheart. They wanted a doctor for their members. Unfortunately, instead of recruiting their own, they kidnapped me. It’s not trauma that will haunt me for the rest of my life.”
She peeked around his broad shoulders to meet his gaze. “Really? That had to be tough.”
“No one enjoys being held against their will.”
“Are you going to be scared to ride your bike from now on?” Honey asked, shifting to lather his chest so she could watch his face.
“No. The Devil Daddies MC will deal with them. It may take some time, but they’ll be eliminated.”
“Like killed?”
“The gloves are off. Lucien will get them out of town.”
Honey decided she didn’t want to know more. “What about that lady?”
“Vex will take care of her and find out her story. We’ll return her to her people.”
“If he lets her go,” Honey said, allowing her voice to trail off suggestively.
“I think I’ll worry about you.”
“Me? Why? I was safe here.”
A noise sounded from inside the bathroom, and she peeked around the entrance of the walk-in shower to double-check no one had snuck up on them. “Your jeans fell into the laundry basket.”
“They need to be thrown away. You’re a bit jumpy. Are you concerned that you’re in jeopardy?”
“You don’t pussyfoot around things, do you?”
“I don’t. I like to address problems head-on. Are you in danger because you’re associated with me? Unfortunately, yes. Would you be safer if we broke up? No. We can protect you here and provide security when you’re away from the compound until the threat is eliminated.”
“The threat,” Honey repeated, shivering.
“Come stand under the water and let your Daddy care for you,” he said, guiding her under the shower spray.
“I’m supposed to be washing you,” she said as he stroked sweet-smelling soap over her.
“If you’re good, I’ll let you finish,” Razor said with a wink. He cupped her breasts, caressing her foam-covered skin. “You are so beautiful, Little girl. I love you.”
“I love you too, Razor.” Rising to her tiptoes, Honey pressed her lips to his. She poured her emotions into the exchange to show him how she felt about him. How important he was to her. She’d almost lost this.
Before she could fall down the rabbit hole of what could have happened, Razor wrapped his arm around her, drawing her closer until their bodies pressed fully against each other. He devoured her mouth, taking his time to build the heat between them. His heavy cock stirred and lengthened against her as Honey responded to him. When he finally lifted his head, he stared into her eyes.
“I’d do anything to get back to you, Honey.”
“I know. And I’d fight my way to you as well.”
“I need to bury myself inside you. Help me get this damn shower finished.”
