Savage Love (Savage Island 2) - Page 42

“I know exactly where he is. We’ll go together.”

I blow out an angry breath. I hate the thought of her being in any more danger. So I reach my hand to her lower back, pulling her even closer to my body to remind her of the physical difference between us. She’s strong and lithe but no match for me physically, and she knows it. I want her to remember that. That she’s brave and fierce, but she’s mine. Mine to protect.

“Mmm,” she says with a coy lift of her brows. “Trying to physically intimidate me already, hmm?”

“God, woman,” I grate in her ear. “Fucking killed being separated from you. Don’t do anything stupid or foolish to take you away from me again, you hear me? I’ll whip your ass like no one’s business.”

She giggles, the sound like bubbles in champagne, light and airy, tickling my senses. I hug her so tightly she gasps. “I know you will. And I promise you. I won’t do anything stupid and foolish. You have my word. I’ll do exactly what you tell me.”

I laugh, and Christ does it feel good to laugh again. “As long as it’s on your terms?”

She shoots me that grin that I love, the one that makes her whole face radiant. “Cy, I know we aren’t safe here. Believe me, I’m under no delusions. I have friends on site, and a plan we can enact as soon as we do what we need to. But right now, it’s important for us to stay away from whoever Morose can send our way.”

She’s right. I know she is.

“But I want to go,” she finishes. “I need to go. After what he’s done, I need a hand in bringing him down.”

“Yeah, baby,” I say with a nod, then I grin against her neck, before I lap at her sweet, salty skin. “You’re right. Okay, I’ll let you manipulate me into letting you go.”Chapter 11HarperI can’t believe he’s here. That we’re together again. That he’s holding me in his lap and we’re going to find answers, that we’re going to seek retribution together. That he’s here.

I’m filled with such happiness; my entire body feels buoyant and free. They took so much from us, whoever they are. But they didn’t take this.

Him.

Us.

Our love.

“You have a gun, and so do I.”

The corner of his lips quirks up even as his eyes narrow. God, it feels so good to be back with him. “You know how to shoot a gun?”

I frown. “Not much use for guns behind a keyboard,” I say with a sigh.

He chuckles, and I shiver in happiness. It feels so good to hear his raspy voice and laughter, I feel as if I’ve been imprisoned and I’m finally set free, a caged bird who’s come alive in the presence of another. With him, I’m whole again.

I have no idea what happens after we do this. After we face the man behind the curtain. After we get the answers we seek. But I know that the past few months have been a series of attacks on everything I’ve held dear, from the kidnapping and abduction, to the imprisonment on the island, to being torn from Cy on the boat. And hell, I’m done with someone else taking away my choices. I’m ready for answers. I’m ready to control my destiny again.

“We need to go after him,” Cy says, his fingers fumbling with the waistband of my jeans.

“He could run,” I agree, my own hands at the hem of his t-shirt. Our movements are frantic and desperate, as if this sliver of time is all we have, and hell, maybe it is. But I need this. We both do.

Our clothes fall to the floor in a rumpled heap, and I straddle his lap, facing him. A lump rises in my throat at the look in his eyes, the feel of his hands spanning my naked back, his very presence.

“God, I thought I’d never find you again,” I finally admit on a choked whisper, my eyes filling with tears. “I thought I—” but he doesn’t let me voice my fears. He gives one firm tug and I fall into him, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue gently finding mine until we moan into each other. The warm, intimate sensation is delicious, sending shivers of arousal through my body. He trails a hand to my wet heat, gliding me onto his stiff cock, and when he fills me, I breathe into his mouth in a helpless moan. Rising, our bodies still united, he walks me back to the bed, lays me down, then presses his full body weight against mine as if I’m about to fly away and he needs to keep me here, just like this, helplessly pinned beneath him.

We don’t need foreplay. The days and minutes and seconds leading up to our reunion was all we needed. Now that he’s in me, like a match to tinder, we ignite.

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