Torpedo (Bones MC 7) by Marteeka Karland

Author:Marteeka Karland [Karland, Marteeka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 009295-03010
Published: 2020-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“So, what’s the plan?” Rose asked as Torpedo took off his shirt. They’d been given a comfortable room at the Salvation’s Bane compound where they could rest. “Rest” as in code for “fuck.”

He shrugged. “Waiting on word from Data. Once he establishes what he needs in the prison where Tylor is being held, we’ll go have a chat with his daddy.”

“Chat? Like really or does ‘chat’ mean something more sinister?” Rose raised an eyebrow when Torpedo chuckled.

“No, darlin’. I mean chat as in talk. Much as I’d like to throw that man a beating for being a third-class prick, I won’t because it would put Bane at risk. I won’t take the chance they’ll get in trouble when it’s not really worth it. Richmond Foley can be controlled.”

“Good. I don’t want anyone in trouble because of me.” She meant it, too. If she was the cause of these good men getting into a fight they couldn’t control and win, she’d never forgive herself.

“None of this is because of you, baby. Anything Tylor or Richmond Foley get, they brought on themselves. You’re not the only one they hurt. I’m hoping you’ll be the last.”

She stepped close to Torpedo, her hands going to his chest where she stroked over his shoulders with her palms until she linked her hands around his neck. “So, what do we do in the meantime?”

He gave her a crooked grin. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll think of something.”

Rose accepted his kiss eagerly when he lowered his head to hers. If she lived to be a hundred, she didn’t think she’d ever tire of kissing him. The sweet way he coaxed her and the sometimes-rough aggression seemed to be contradictory, but it was an intoxicating combination. Now, he kissed her tenderly but insistently, taking her into a world of exotic passion. He urged her shirt over her head, leaving her in a lacy bra that pushed her breasts up and together, showing them to their best advantage. She’d worn it for him, hoping he’d get to see her in it. When he growled, her belly fluttered excitedly.

“Have I told you you’re fuckin’ beautiful?”

She giggled nervously. “I don’t know. Can’t remember. Probably because when you look at me like you are now, I can’t concentrate on anything.”

“Well, you’re fuckin’ beautiful, Ambrosia. So fuckin’ beautiful.”

“Torpedo…” She sighed his name into her kiss. Nothing was so good as his touch; nothing was so wonderful as when he held her tightly in his arms and told her what to do to please them both. Rose reveled in the power he inspired inside her. Torpedo made her feel like she was a beautiful, desirable woman capable of holding the attention of a virile man like himself. Despite telling him she rarely answered to the name Ambrosia, she loved that he called her than when they had sex. It was like their special thing. His private name for her.

Before she knew it, Torpedo had her naked and his arms wrapped tightly around her. His frame was muscled and large, hers slight and lithe.

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