A Very Outlaw Christmas (Outlaw Shifters Book 2) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2017-12-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“I liked last night,” Trig murmured from behind her in the dark before dawn.

“Mmm?” she asked sleepily.

“I said I liked last night.”

With a happy sigh, Ava snuggled back against her big-spoon. And he was a giant spoon. The man was six-foot-three and his feet hung off their bed. He’d turned the heater on in their room because she’d gotten so cold, and it seemed he couldn’t go back to sleep. She squinted one eye open at the alarm clock. They still had an hour before he needed to get up to feed the cattle and tackle the hundred chores he had to do around the ranch today.

“I’m gonna plan adventures for us,” Trig said.

“What kind of adventures?”

“I want to do something fun every day from here until Christmas. Something for you and me mostly, but sometimes for you, me, Colton, Kurt, and Gunner.”

Ava drew his arm tighter over her hip and kissed his hand, right at the base of his thumb. Even in the dark, she could trace his tattoos. She’d memorized them all. “Like dates?”

“Like new traditions.”

“Will any of the traditions be illegal?”

“Probably.”

She giggled and murmured, “We could call it the Seven Days of Outlaw Christmas.”

“I like that. Let’s count it down. Like an advent calendar, but instead, it’s a list of things we could do every year.”

“Hmmm,” she hummed happily. He was making a game, and she loved those.

Trigger brushed his fingertips across her lips, then to her jaw, neck, and the tip of her shoulder. She was only wearing panties, which is why she’d gotten cold in the first place.

“Remember when you first came back to Darby, you said you wanted a baby reindeer and baby goats so you could dress them in pajamas and they would be your hairy babies and you would make them social media pages?”

“Mmm hmm,” she said, utterly distracted by what his fingertips were doing. He was writing something on her hip, over and over, and she was trying to read it just on feel alone.

Ava Massey. Ava Massey. Ava Massey.

Well, now she was awake. “Are you writing your last name on my first name?”

“Maybe.”

Huh. She relaxed against him again and couldn’t help the grin that took her entire face. “It has a ring to it.”

“You’re mine now. You know that, right?” Trig gripped her hips and rolling his own against her back.

Ava let off a shaking breath and arched back against him. She slid her hand over her shoulder and gripped the back of his neck as he plucked at her sensitive earlobe with his lips. His fingers dug into her skin as he rocked against her, and she could feel him so easy like this. How hard and big he was. He was only wearing a pair of sweatpants, and his abs were flexing against her back with every stroke. He took his time, revving her up, teasing her, getting her ready before he took her.

His fingers drifted under the lacey edge of her panties before he slid them down her legs.

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