When He's Sinful (The Olympus Pride, #3)

by Suzanne Wright

And Camden saw red. A haze just fell over his vision. His heart pounded. His chest ached. His gut twisted. And his cat roared so loud Camden wouldn’t have been surprised if she heard it.

“I’d prefer that you acted normal for a change.” The mamba pursed her lips. “Sounds like that’d take some effort on my part. I don’t like effort. Count me out.”

Bailey gaped. “Son of a bitch. We totally need to dig out the tire iron.” Aspen dug her nails into the arms of the chair. “And also the claymore.” Corbin’s brow furrowed. “You have a claymore?” “You don’t?” asked Bailey. His frown deepened. “No.” “Huh,” said the mamba. “Well that’s weird.” “No, Bailey, it’s not. I’d say most people don’t own a claymore,” he told her. “That’s a problem they should rectify. Swords often come in handy. As do bullwhips.” “You have a bullwhip?” “You don’t?” “No.” “Weird.”

If you were Bailey, there’d be an endless number of potential suspects—she angers people like there’s a reward for it.” “Their anger is my reward,” said Bailey.

“Aw Randy, when it comes to your opinion, I could swallow ten boxes of laxatives and still fail to give a shit.”

He was into her. No other person—male or female—had ever come close to holding the appeal for him that she did. He didn’t seek out women, because where was the point when he’d only wish they were Aspen?

“It’s okay.” A growl vibrated his chest. He fisted her hair and snatched her head back. “No, it fucking isn’t.” His mouthed slammed down on hers.

“Bailey?” “Yeah?” “Remember that game we used to play when we were kids?” She tilted her head. “The one where you’d bet me that I couldn’t go a whole day without speaking, or the one where you’d ask me to go hide but then you wouldn’t come look for me?” “The first one. Let’s play that now.”

“You’re going to keep taking my cock, wearing my marks, and sleeping in my bed. It’s what we both want, isn’t it?”

He looked at Bailey. “You’re like the sister I never wanted and am glad I don’t have.”

“Try and find a way to love me, even if only a little.” She raised her head and glared daggers at him. “I already love you, you big fucking idiot! How could you not know that?”