Connor's Claim (Body Count, #2)

by Jolie Vines

Connor collected my hand in his and kissed my fingers. “All the more reason to let me keep ye safe. I might be acting gentle but I don’t feel it. I’m half inclined to chain ye to this bed so I know where ye are at all times. Consider that a warning in case ye decide to test me.” I shivered, not hating the idea. He grinned. “Now get up.” “What are we doing?” “Showering. Then I’m going to fuck ye again so you’re wearing my cum, as per the rules, when we’re ready to go downstairs. When we’re outside of this apartment⁠—” “I can wear clothes?” I joked. His gaze dropped to a glower, so instantly menacing my insides tightened in lust and need. “You’ll stay close to me at all times or be escorted by a guard. Do anything else and I’ll lead ye by the scruff of your neck to the brothel where you’ll pick out your restraints yourself.” That shouldn’t have been hot. He’d always been gentle and sweet with me. I had the impression I was getting to know another side of Connor, and against all common sense, I was pretty certain I was going to like it.