Wyatt (Lane Brothers #1) Read Online Free Page B

of his weight on me that I’m pinned and unable to move as I struggle for breath.
    When the cuff snaps closed around my wrist, I’m almost certain he’s grinning, but he rolls off and lies down beside me without another word.
    “Why?”
    I’m getting too predictable and even I know it. I watch him roll his eyes.
    “I told you already. I want you, so I took you. No, I am not going to hurt you. No, I am not lying. You’re my girl, Ellie, and killing you would be stupid when I plan to marry you and put my six babies in your belly. Go to sleep.”
    Speechless is not an accurate description for the way I feel, and by the time I’m able to speak, the oaf is fast asleep and snoring beside me.
    “Stupid pig. Lying ignoramus.”
    “I can hear you and it’s hurting my delicate feelings that you think so poorly of your man, Ellie,” he mumbles seconds later, his tone derisive and amused. “Settle your ass down, now, and go to sleep before I lose control and fuck you. A man can only take so much lip before he loses it, and your constant griping is giving me a boner.”
    Well!
    I settle my ass down the moment I get a look at the bulge tenting his jeans and lie awake…well I try, but for some reason my traitorous eyes drift shut and I’m out like a light.
    ***
    Wyatt
    She’s so damn cute, it’s a struggle not to rip her clothes off and just fall on her like a ravening beast. It’s true; her mouthing off at me, a man who’s used to control and obedience, is giving my already quaking dick a hard time of things.
    Doesn’t she realize that I’m about ready to snap and take what I want? Sitting on the sofa that long with her sweet scent in my nose was torture, and only her apparent fear was able to keep me at bay.
    I don’t want to stake my claim on a woman who’s frightened of me, but unfortunately for my baby, my dick knows no scruples and has been yowling his displeasure loud enough that it was a struggle not to pull her cowering form into my lap for some loving attention.
    The good old boy wants in despite my protestations and urgings that she needs. He, on the other hand, doesn’t care that much about feeling anything other than the snug warmth hidden between her thighs.
    And the lippy baggage isn’t making it easy, either. Damned woman and her bravado is such a turn-on that I can barely think straight right now.
    When she finally drops off to sleep and snuggles closer as if seeking my warmth, I smile darkly and pull her into my side, loving the soft weight and heat as her breasts mash into me.
    I won’t go there yet simply because this is for keeps, not a quick round to satisfy my urges before I move on. Ellie is mine; I knew it the minute I ordered that tail on her and her file landed on my desk.
    Now that I have her close and in my care, I feel somewhat whole, but it still doesn’t negate the need to bind her to me and keep her where she belongs.
    And I need to do it before its time to go home and introduce her to the family, because I know that as soon as she finds out who I am, she’ll be spitting fury my way.
    And then she’ll run.
    I can’t have that, and not just because she’s mine. She’d also be in too much danger. See, there are those who would see her pay for a crime she didn’t commit, a crime that I am responsible for, and I won’t have her suffering another minute. Especially not because of me.
    Those actions had been necessary, and they all know it even if they won’t agree. I’d only done what was right and put down a rabid dog.
    All they see is that I killed him. They don’t acknowledge his crimes or the fact that he was crazier than a feral mutt.
    “Oh, baby girl, you just have no idea.”
    The things I will do for this girl scare me, and that was before I got a good look at her and learned about everything she was. If I killed then, I can only imagine the lengths I’d go to to protect her now.
    Protecting her from myself and others is a man’s job but how do I protect my broke