Caged (Defiant Kings, #1)

by Bella Matthews

Max huffs before he motions toward the TV. “Turn it up.” They’re interviewing Spider Ramirez. This fuckhead has wanted my title for two goddamned years. He hasn’t earned the fight, but that hasn’t stopped him from talking shit about me and Crucible every chance he’s gotten. Asshole. Max leans against the back of the couch. “You gonna give in and fight this little shit after you win next week?” “Fuck him. He’s gotta earn it.” I put in my time. He’s gotta do the same. Even with a bum knee, I’m not worried about winning next week’s fight. You don’t train like I do year-fucking-round and have a doubt. My thoughts stop on a dime when the sweet scent of honey and vanilla wafts into the room. Her skin always smells like honey and vanilla. Even after she’s finished sweating through a hot yoga class, Madison Dixon smells delicious. And like a man searching for an oasis in the desert, she draws me in. I want to taste her skin. Her lips. Her fucking cunt to see if she’s as sweet as she smells. It takes a few more minutes before she finally walks back into the room and takes my breath away. She drops down on the couch and lets Cinder curl around her. “Hey, baby,” she purrs at the damn cat, and that voice . . . fuck me. When she stands up with the black and white furball in her arms, Daphne hugs her and whispers something that makes Maddie blush. Max grips my shoulder. “I think that’s my cue. Call me if you need anything.” “Thanks, man.” Maddie walks my brother and sister-in-law to the...