“You were almost gone,” he thundered. I’d never been so relieved to hear his voice. “You’re in so much fucking trouble, Sunshine.” I wiggled against him, naked, of course—that was pretty much my thing at this point. “You going to punish me, Beast?” His hold on my hair tightened, and I groaned at the painful and arousing tug against my scalp. “If we didn’t have a very large audience,” he murmured close to my ear, “I would show you exactly what happens when you almost die on my watch.” “Fuck.” I groaned again. “Can you get rid of them?”
