Page 103 of Brutal Vows

“And she’s laughing,” he grumbles. “Bloody wonderful.”

“Wait…” I lift my head and look at him. “Are you serious?”

“Aye, I’m bloody serious!”

“Because that’s unhinged. You know that, right?”

“I don’t care!”

My brows lifted, I examine his expression. Aside from being insulted that I laughed, he’s completely sincere about his threats.

It’s a strange mix of disbelief and wonder that I feel.

And worry, too. This man’s trigger finger is a little too itchy.

I say softly, “Thank you. That’s lovely. Insane, but lovely.”

He grumbles something and looks away.

Trying very hard not to laugh, I kiss his cheek. Into his ear, I whisper, “You know, for such a macho man, you’re a big softie.”

He grouses, “Don’t say the word ‘soft’ when I’m still inside you.”

I can’t help it now. I drop my head to his chest and laugh until he rolls me back over and kisses me.

Grinning down at me with shining eyes, he says, “What’s that hideous noise you’re making, lass? I’ve heard hyenas that sound better.”

“Excuse me, but at the moment, I’m stuffed to my larynx with your giant dick. My lungs have probably collapsed.”

He beams. “So you like it, do you?”

“Stop fishing for compliments.”

He drops his head and puts his lips near my ear. “You love it. Admit it.”

“I admit nothing.”

When he flexes his hips, I have to stifle a moan. “Wait, how are you still hard?”

“You’re naked. So I’m hard.”

“But you…”

“Came. Aye. Bucketloads.”

When I make a face, he chuckles. “Does that offend her ladyship’s delicate sensibilities?”

“Let’s just say my sensibilities aren’t used to this kind of sex talk.” My smile dies. Bad memories assault me, and I have to look away.

After a moment of gazing at me in silence, Quinn says softly, “He doesn’t get a place between us, lass. Keep him in his grave where he belongs.”

My throat gets tight and my chest starts to ache, and so help me God, if this bastard makes me cry, I’ll stick a knife between his ribs.

In a strangled voice, I say, “I want to give you a compliment, but I don’t want it to go to your head.”

He furrows his brows, waiting.

“I’ve downgraded the intense dislike I feel for you to a generalized mild loathing. Now hurry up and fuck me again before your ego gets too big and smothers me.”