Chasing Scarlett: A Breeder Romance
“Never wear that fucking dress again, or I’ll burn it.”
I shudder, keeping my gaze fixed on his dark ones. “You don’t tell me what to do, Riordan.”
His lips pull up in a faint smile that’s absolutely nefarious. “No, not yet, I suppose.” He tugs me forward by my hair and presses a kiss to my neck, in the same exact spot Lorcan kissed me. “Be grateful, Scarlett, that I’m a gentleman. The things I yearn to do to you are utterly ungentlemanly. I…” He breathes out sharply, running one hand down my pack and snapping the band that holds my ponytail in place with the other. The massive mane tumbles down my shoulders and back as his next words cut through the air, “I’ve never wanted to ruin anyone el