Theterritorial beast inside me snaps its leash.Reachingto my belt,Idraw my hunting knife.Theobsidian black blade catches the dim light, razor sharp and completely lethal.
Kailastares at the metal without a single scream or flinch.Thewoman possesses a spine forged from solid steel.
"Holdcompletely still,"Iinstruct.
Steppinginto her space,Ipush her knees apart with my thighs.Theflat of the blade rests gently against the collar of the hoodie.
"Daniel?" she gasps.
"Trustme,"Irepeat.
Hookingthe sharp tip under the fabric at her throat,Iexecute a swift, controlled downward jerk.
Heavycotton parts cleanly.Theharsh sound of tearing fabric echoes in the quiet room.Theblade slides straight down the center, slicing right through theCostalogo, severing their brand in half.
Grippingthe ruined garment,Irip it off her shoulders and toss it onto the floorboards.
Cladonly in a thin white tank top, goosebumps erupt across her exposed arms.Afierce fire blazes in her dark pupils.
"Youruined my clothing," she notes, her vocal cords strained.
"Ieliminated a problem."
Grabbingthe thick collar,Ihaul my leatherCutover my head.Theheavy vest bears theBrokenHalospatch on the back and theNomadrocker on the bottom.Well-worn leather, gun oil, damp earth, and dried blood cling to the material.
Settlingthe heavy leather over her bare shoulders, the vest immediately engulfs her small frame like a protective cloak.
"Better,"Igrunt.
Herfingers curl tightly into the lapels. "Thisis your club cut,Daniel.Youcan't just drape this over me."
"Ican do whateverIwant with what belongs to me."
Wrappingmy large hands around her waist, my thumbs dig firmly into the soft flesh above her hips.Herbody heat radiates through the sheer white cotton.
"I'mnot a piece of property you can just tag," she counters, lifting her chin to expose her throat.Thedefiance in her posture makes my cock twitch.
"Agreed,"Imurmur. "Propertynever looks at me like that."
"Likewhat?"
"Likeyou want to climb my torso and never let go."
Adark, heavy flush creeps up her neck. "Iabsolutely do not."
"Liar."
Draggingher forward,Islide her hips right to the edge of the seat cushion.Mypalms sweep up her sides, counting her ribs,halting directly below the heavy curve of her breasts.Asharp gasp tears from her lungs.
"Admitit,"Irasp, leaning down to brush the tip of my nose against hers. "Theelectricity in the cabin.Theraw heat when we cracked that code.Thisis real,Kaila."
Standingbetween her parted knees,Igrind my hips forward a fraction of an inch, pressing the thick, aching ridge of my cock directly against her inner thigh.
Herhead falls back against the headrest. "Daniel..."
"Sayit out loud."
"I..."Ahard swallow bobs her throat. "Ifeel it."