The three of them stop at the steps and the hand clenches almost painfully as Killian jerks me close. I stumble into the solid wall of his body, the bulge in his pants unmistakable. His fingers fist in my hair, forcing my gaze up to his. Blinking at his intense stare, I know we’re on display. Obviously, he wants everyone to know who owns me. He’d be less subtle if he whipped it out and pissed on me.
