Connor's Claim (Body Count, #2)

by Jolie Vines

I took the vibrator and tossed it in the bag. Everly could go fuck herself with it.

“Spy, detective, stalker, the CEO of all things feral and chaotic.

“Mine. Do ye hear me? Fucking mine.”

“Your body is so beautiful. You’re perfect, Everly. I need ye to know that because what I’m going to do next is going to be disrespectful as fuck.”