Semua Bab Killer Curves (Dangerous Curves 3): Bab 51 - Bab 60

“No way.” Aidan’s tone was clipped, cold, final. “No fucking way.”“Aidan…”He turned on Gabi now. “No.”She glared right on back at him, hands on her hips. “Don’t you snap at me, Aidan. This isn’t your decision… it’s mine.”“Wrong,” he ground out. “It’s ours.”“Oh, yeah?” She narrowed her beautiful eyes at him, eyes that had been so hot with lust just an hour earlier. “Ten seconds ago when you said ‘no fucking way’, it sure as hell sounded like you thought it was all yours. Now you wanna share, huh?”Aidan ran his hands through his hair, making it stand up on end. “Gabriela… baby…”“Don’t you ‘baby’ me, Carter,” she said. “Now’s not the time.”King and Jax exchanged uncomfortable looks as Gabi and Aidan continued to glare at each other.“Uh,” Jax said. “Maybe we’ll leave you two to discuss this? Privately?”“No need.” Gabi’s eyes swung back to the other two men. “I’m doing it.”“You – what?” Aidan said, stunned. “Gabriela…”“What?” she said sharply.He paused, really taking in her an

Her words were what he’d been waiting for. He withdrew, slammed in, withdrew again; his rhythm was fast and wild, unforgiving and relentless. He took her hard, his chest plastered to her back, his hot mouth on her shoulder again. He needed to be sure that she was there with him, safe and in one piece, and Aidan couldn’t get close enough. He fucked her as if he wanted to shatter her bones and enter her body for good, like he wanted to mark her in some way that could never be removed or damaged. Nobody would dare hurt her if he claimed her as his – his protection would never leave her body, his love would never be erased.Mine. Mine. Mine.Gabi was barely aware of what was happening to her. His strokes were so rough, so primal, and she could do nothing but hold on to his hands and thrust back on his cock as her pleasure spun out of control. The wave was building, building, and she was drowning in sensation. Her breaths came in sharp cries, his were grunts, and the air filled with the so

“Not awesome,” he admitted. “I hate these fuckers, Gabriela. Hate ‘em. Hate what they do, hate how they get away with all of it all the time. Hate that they’re so close to Kirk Jensen, hate that he protects them.”Gabi nodded.“But if there’s one man on the planet I’d send you into that lion’s den with – besides me, I mean – it’s Matt Kingston.”“King’s really that… that hardcore and dangerous?”“Yeah. He is. He’d snap Trigger MacGee's neck with his bare hands, baby, I swear it. He wouldn't bat an eye or break a sweat and it’d take two seconds.”Gabi swallowed. “Really?”“No lie, no exaggeration, no bullshit. Believe me when I say that King’s the kind of man we want on our side.”“But he’s so… kind. Even gentle.”“You’ve never seen him angry, never seen him on a job that’s going sideways.”“True.”“And I hope you never do.” Aidan sighed, thinking of all those times at Curves that King had beaten some drunk, raging fucker’s head into the floor with barely any effort at all. “Listen, if

The back door of the van opened and there King stood. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and he looked for all the world like he was heading off to a picnic. He totally ignored the guys with guns behind him, didn’t even glance at the King’s Men holding their guns loosely pointed towards the floor. All he had eyes for was Gabi, who was holding Aidan’s hand in a death grip.“OK, let’s go,” he said quietly. Gabi nodded, since her voice seemed to have stopped working, and stood up on shaky legs. Aidan stopped her, kissed her cold hands.“It’s going to be OK,” he murmured. “I’m right here, and I love you. I’m not going anywhere, angel.”She nodded again, and tried to smile.King extended his hand and helped her climb out of the van. She took a deep breath and pulled it away, wanting to stand on her own two feet. He grinned down at her.“That’s it, hon,” he muttered. “Chin up now.”She heard Lilly, Tank and Aidan climb out behind her, saw Knox slam the front door on the passenger side. Sh

Honey got off the phone with King, and stretched out her slim shoulders. She drank the rest of her coffee, then walked upstairs to the largest bedroom. She knocked.“You awake?” she said through the door.“Yes, ma’am.”“Back up, then. You know what to do.”She heard movement inside, and she waited until he pushed the bell. King had it installed on the farthest wall – a good twenty feet away from the door – and it was the easiest way to tell where a person was in the room. Honey shoved the door open with her foot, her gun out and pointed at the floor. She didn’t expect Warren Kane to jump her, but hell, you never really knew what a guy being held hostage might do. They got all kinds of stupid ideas into their fool heads, and they sometimes forgot that even if by some goddamn miracle they managed to get past Honey, they still had to deal with someone downstairs. Today it was Tex on the door, and the man wasn’t the slightest bit shy about blowing a bullet into someone’s kneecap.Sure en