Page 44 of Savage Revenge (Savage Sins #1)

Cash

I WILL WORSHIP HER

She’s flushed, having an inner battle on whether she wants to disobey me or not. It’s adorable. I love seeing the emotions flying over her face. She might be the best poker player in this family, but that’s the only time she’s good at bluffing.

I offer her my hand and wait, inwardly grinning as she glares at it first, then sighs and takes it.

My good girl.

Her fingers are small and soft compared to mine, just like the rest of her. She doesn’t bother to slip her sandals back on. I love seeing her padding around barefoot like this. Comfortable. In our house.

We pass by a mirror, and she glances at it, then freezes and gasps. “Oh my god. Daddy, why didn’t you tell me I look like this?”

Her ponytail is a tousled mess, her lips are still swollen, and her cheeks are a shade of pink that matches her ass. She looks perfect to me. Because she looks like mine, and I want the entire world to know that.

She scrambles to straighten herself, trying to finger-comb her tangles and smooth down her wrinkled dress.

Leaning against the wall, I let out a quiet laugh and watch her.

So adorable.

God, I’m obsessed with her.

When she’s satisfied with how she looks, she takes my hand again and follows me as we step out of the French doors onto the oversized patio off the side of the house. Out here, my brothers and Caleb are passing a bottle of liquor around that I assume came from one of our cars.

Jordyn slows for a second, and I glance at her right as she meets my gaze.

“I don’t think Xander likes me,” she states softly. “Are you sure this is going to be okay?”

Wrapping my arm around her, I pull her into my chest and kiss the top of her head. “You’re my queen. Of course it’s okay. Don’t worry about Xander. He probably needs to get his dick sucked or something.”

She smiles, and I wink at her, then nudge her farther out until they notice us.

“Bombshell, you look to be in a better mood.” Beckett grins.

I smack the back of his head, glaring at him. I can’t wait for the day he meets his woman. I’m going to make his life hell. Fucker.

Jordyn rolls her eyes. “Shut up, Lassie. Otherwise I’m going to give Mrs. Duffy your phone number and tell her you want to take her on a date.”

“That’s so mean, bombshell.” Beckett holds his heart like he’s physically pained.

My shoulders shake as I laugh.

My kitten can hold her own. That’s for fucking sure. But if the time ever comes that she can’t, I’ll burn the world down for her.

She steps forward and tries to pull her hand free as she heads in Caleb’s direction.

I tighten my grip. “Where are you going, kitten?”

“I want to go thank Caleb. He?—”

“No,” I snap.

She blinks several times, her eyebrows pinched, studying me. “Are you kidding me? Are you jealous? I have your come in my ass, Daddy.” She says the last part quietly enough for only me to hear.

Glaring at her, I clench my jaw. “You knew what you were getting into, kitten. I’m a jealous and possessive asshole. Get used to it.”

Fire lights in her eyes again, but it’s arousal. Not anger. She likes this side of me. And thank fuck for that, because I have a feeling I’m going to piss her off with my overbearingness.

We both go over to where Caleb is standing, his eyes peeled for any signs of danger, even here. He’s good at his job and takes it seriously; it’s one of the things I respect most about him.

As soon as I release Jordyn’s hand to shake his, she flings her arms around his waist and hugs him.

Goddammit.

That brat.

I let out a low growl, and over the top of Jordyn’s head, Caleb smirks at me, but doesn’t dare to return her hug. I cross my arms and shoot daggers at both of them, but then she pulls back and looks up at him with tears in her eyes and I fucking melt.

“I’m sorry about your brother, Jordyn,” he consoles quietly.

She sniffles. “Thank you for protecting me.”

Caleb gives her a small nod. “Just doing my job, Miss Kingston.”

Fuck.

That’s the problem.

He was doing his job.

The job he’s really good at.

He’s loyal. Smart. Calm. Dangerous. And attractive.

The kind of man she should probably want.

Which is exactly why I fucking hate him being her guard.

But I trust him. More than anyone. And trust is the only reason I don’t put a bullet in his head for the way he’s smiling at her.

I lower my head, choosing kindness instead, because my kitten would want me to, and reach out, pulling her into my side possessively.

Then, once she’s back in my arms, I offer Caleb a genuine and slightly threatening smile.

“Stop by my secretary’s office tomorrow around noon.

There will be a check waiting for you. Consider it my gratitude for saving her. ”

He already makes a ton of money. His salary is huge, and I give him several bonuses a year as well. After tomorrow, though, he’ll never have to worry about money again. And as long as he never looks at my girl the wrong way, I’ll continue to let him breathe. Simple as that.

“Thanks, boss.” Caleb dips his chin respectfully, then smiles at Jordyn. “Miss Kingston, I’ll see you soon.”

“It’s Mrs. Savage from now on,” I snap at him.

Jordyn gasps and stares at me like I’ve grown another head, but I don’t know why. I’m pretty sure I’ve made my intentions perfectly clear to her. And if not, I will.

“Yes, sir,” he answers with a smirk before he stalks off toward the front of the house.

My girl narrows her gaze but doesn’t say a word when I shoot her a stern look. If she wants to argue about it, we can do it later with her face down over my lap. Maybe even with a plug in her lush ass at the same time.

Fuck, the things I want to do to her.

Filthy.

Depraved.

Rough.

Then, I want to hold her.

Kiss her.

Worship her.

And remind her how loved she is until she forgets her past and only knows happiness.

When she doesn’t say anything, I wink at her and mouth, “good girl.” A blush rises to her cheeks, and I think about her holding my come inside her ass. I discreetly adjust my twitching cock before turning to my brothers.

Xander has a partial smile playing on his lips, and even though I think he’s worried about me, he’s also happy for me.

“You guys okay?” Kian asks as he hands me the bottle of whiskey he just drank from. I take a swig, then use my shirt to wipe the brim before I give it to Jordyn.

She scrunches her face with confusion, so I shrug. “I don’t want my brothers’ lips touching yours.”

Beckett snorts while Kian bursts out laughing. Jordyn closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before she opens them again.

“You need professional help,” she says, but there’s no heat behind it, only a look of adoration sent my way.

I grin and lean down to kiss the side of her head while I slide my hand over her ass and squeeze it. “You’re all I need, kitten. And I need you now. Let’s go.”

Her pupils dilate, and she quickly takes a swig from the bottle, then hands it to Xander.

“Okay, bye,” she chirps to them as I yank her toward the house.

“Can you handle everything?” I ask Xander as I open one of the glass doors to let her in first.

He nods and gives me a silent salute, which is all I need before I disappear inside, both of us on a mission to get upstairs.

As soon as I slam the bedroom door shut, I’m on her, yanking at her clothes while I kiss her lips, face, neck, and down to her heavy breasts. With shaking hands, she undoes the buttons of my shirt.

We continue dropping articles of clothing, leaving a trail as we make our way into the bathroom.

When we’re both naked, I turn on the shower and adjust the temperature, then look at Jordyn, who’s trying to hide her body behind her arms. Grabbing her wrists, I lower them to her sides and let my eyes graze over her, my cock getting even harder.

“Beautiful. My kitten. My everything ,” I murmur, stroking my cock. “I’m so fucking obsessed with you. Your body. That smart mouth.”

Her lips twitch, and I take a step closer, reaching between her legs in search of the string. “Spread your feet, baby.”

Heat spreads over her, turning her chest bright red as she obeys my command. I pull out her tampon and toss it in the trash under the sink, then nudge her toward the small toilet room.

“Go to the bathroom. I’ll be in the shower waiting for you.”

I step under the spray, my aching muscles relaxing under the stream of hot water.

Fuck.

What a day.

I could have lost her. Another man put his hands on her because I let her go. Because I didn’t keep her here. Didn’t keep her safe.

That will never happen again.

She’ll be locked up within the confines of the safety net I create for her, guarded by only the best for the rest of her life. She will be free to run her empire, and I’ll back her every step of the way, but she’ll still have rules.

Boundaries.

Bodyguards.

All in place for her safety.

I don’t know how we didn’t see it. The deal Carver and Kingston made.

How we missed it. How I misread Carver. It bothers me that his betrayal slipped past me.

That he ran free for so long while I was chasing after Kingston.

Both those motherfuckers got what they were owed.

Jacob didn’t deserve what he got, but he’s not my concern.

The only thing that matters to me is the woman stepping into this shower right now.

Her hips sway as she walks, her thighs moving with her body, so thick and lush. Her breasts hang freely, heavy and real, just like everything else about her. Maybe that’s why I’m so obsessed. She’s one of the realest people I’ve ever come across. That and she’s a fucking goddess.

“Come here, kitten.” I reach for her hand so she doesn’t slip and guide her under the spray.

She moves to run her hands through her hair to get it wet, but I shake my head. “Let me take care of you.”

Instead of arguing or saying anything sassy, she rests her hands on my torso and lets me wash and condition her hair. The entire time, I massage her scalp, my cock jumping every time she lets out a moan.