Owned (Blood Ties, #4)

by A.K. Rose

The hunger plunged all the way down to my cock. Fuck, I wanted to stretch her. I wanted her dripping, aching, and filled to the fucking brim.

He was testing me. I clenched my jaw and started typing…Vivienne, incorrect. Viv, incorrect. Vivienne Evans…incorrect. The damn thing was going to freeze me out. You can call me daddy… Call him daddy. “No,” I shook my head. “No fucking way.” But that nagging cursor just blinked and blinked and blinked. “Goddammit.” Daddy, I typed, and the screen came alive, opening up to a screen just for me.

You’re going to be my destruction, aren’t you, Vivienne? You’re going to fucking ruin me.”

“You want to fuck, brother?” Carven’s eyes blazed. “Then you do it properly. You don’t get off until she gets off.”

“I didn’t fucking ask to be abducted! I never goddamn asked to be led on and lied to, either. So you and your brother can take your bratty moodiness and shove it far up your ass.”

“That’s it, wildcat. Now you know the lengths we will go to protect what’s ours…now you fucking know.”

I bit down and clamped tight around his fingers. There was a curl of his lip as those blue eyes bored into mine. Slowly I opened and gave him enough leeway to pull the half-chewed meat from my mouth and place it into his. He slowly straightened, chewed, and swallowed as he looked down to where my skirt had ridden high in the scuffle and exposed the lace tops of my stockings.

“Keep looking at me like that, wildcat, and I might just do something about it,” Carven warned as he backed out and headed for the gate.