Without Regret (Pyte/Sentinel #2)(137)

“I guess that you’ll just have to kick my ass, because I’m not letting you go until you know how much I love you,” he said huskily in her ear.

“What if it takes all night?”

“Then it takes all night.”

“What if I’m not paying attention the first time?”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to keep showing you, because I never want you to doubt for even a second that you are my world, Munchkin.”

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“Hello, Angel,” he said when he smelled her sweet spicy scent drift into his cell.

For three weeks he’d waited to see her again the wait had been hell. When he’d been dragged through the compound he thought he caught her scent, but wasn’t sure until the next morning when she came down to see the man named Joshua that everyone seemed to be concerned about.

Not once had she approached his cell, until tonight that is.

He stepped out of the shadows of his cell and walked slowly towards the door where she leaned, running a finger absently over the door’s bars.

“Hey, big guy,” she said, smiling, but he detected a note of sadness in her eyes and knew it was the man named Joshua’s fault. He felt a surge of rage build up in him and he found himself eager to kill the bastard, but just as quickly as it came, he shoved it away. She obviously cared about the man and he would not harm her.

But he would still have her.

More than ever, he wanted her. He wanted to touch her, kiss her, lick her and f**k her until his fangs demanded their due and then he would take her. Not only would she be his treat, but now she would be his revenge against the bastards that tore him down and destroyed his empire.

“Any chance you came down here to give me a goodnight kiss?” he asked, half-hoping that it was. She might be a means to an end, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to enjoy her.

She laughed softly, that same laugh that he dreamed about at night and found himself getting hard for. He inwardly cursed, wondering where his famous selfcontrol went when this woman was around.

“Not tonight, but maybe tomorrow if you’re a good boy,”

she teased as she walked away.

“I’m not kissing you goodnight either,” Kale said around a mouthful of god only knows what as he sauntered past Logan’s cage, earning another laugh from his Angel.

He sent the man a glare before he turned his attention on his Angel as she stepped into the elevator and disappeared, leaving him hard and aching.

How the hell did she make him want her like this? He wasn’t sure what he was going to enjoy more, having her or using her to f**k over the Sentinels.