and Luke didn’t only regain a sister today.” Bane gestured towards Gunny, who was watching Luke explore the room while keeping one eye on their exchange in the doorway. “You’ve got protectors now, too. Think of us as older brothers. We’ll do anything needed to keep you safe.”
“Thad,” Myrt said, her voice soft and low, vibrating with intensity as she leaned towards her worried brother. “It’s okay, I promise. I trust Bane and Gunny beyond anything.”
“It’s been bad.” The emotions playing across his face were a mix of hurt and fear. Thad stared at Myrt before turning his gaze on Bane. “But I believe you, Myrtie.”
Bane let the boy hold his gaze for a breath, then jerked his head at the door. “Go on, get Luke settled, check out the stuff we got you. Remember, Myrt is right next door.” He dropped one hand to the small of Myrt’s back, not missing how his touch made her lean into him more. “Get used to holdin’ on to that belief, Thad. It’s going to be okay.” He gazed down at Myrt, who was staring up at him with an open expression of adoration. No lie, makes me feel ten feet tall. “Come on, darlin’. Let’s us find some grub.”
Without looking back at Thad, Bane ushered Myrt into the room and closed the door firmly behind them. A quick sweep of the room showed a courteously closed connecting door and he made a note to thank Gunny later. Spinning her, he crowded close, using his body to flatten hers against the wall. “First things first.” One hand on her jaw angled her face up for a kiss. He brushed side to side, nibbling on her bottom lip until she made a tiny noise at the back of her throat, hands clutching his shirt under the weight of his leather vest. “Been hungry for you for hours, woman.” He murmured the words as he moved along the edge of her jaw, lips finding and latching on to her earlobe. The move pulled another noise from her, this more impatient. “Need me a taste to carry me through.”
Sliding a hand down her side to rest at her waist, he felt a shiver run through her at his words. She turned her head away and arched her neck, giving him greater access he immediately put to good use. Lips to her throat, he felt the way her heartbeat pounded through her. The curves her clothing hid pressed against him, and Bane let loose a groan that made her shiver again.
“Baby, you feel so good.” She shifted and lifted to her toes as he stood upright, and he complied with her clear demand, taking her mouth in another deep, wet kiss. “Wanting is a natural state around you. Need is too. Want you any way I can get you, babe. In my arms, my mouth on you.” He dusted a series of kisses across her cheek as she buried her face against his throat. Mouth to her ear, he gave her a little more truth. “Wanna make you mine, Myrt. Want that in the best way. Know I’m not the right man for you, but fuck all if I can find it in me to turn away. Want to see you spread out on my bed, kiss you from your toes to your pussy, lick you until you scream.” The noises she made now sounded rough, feral, and she was twisting against him. Afraid she was pushing him away, Bane pulled back, rebounding instantly when she cried out at the distance. “You want that, too, don’t you, Myrt? Want to feel me against you, inside you. I’d get you ready for me with my fingers, give your clit a tongue-lashing you won’t forget. Bury my face between your legs, only come up for air when I can’t go anymore.”
There was a thud against the wall, and Thad’s voice could be heard, the words indistinguishable. A barbershop tattoo of knuckles against the connecting door snuffed out the brilliant edge of desire Bane had built up. Myrt slid sideways, head already turned away from Bane. “I need to check on them.”
Laughter sounded, high and sweet, and Myrt relaxed at the reassurance her brothers were okay.
“Gunny won’t let anything happen to them. You know Sharon. You think she’d put up with his shit if he weren’t a good guy?” Bane let his fingers trace up the creamy skin of her throat, twining into the hair at the nape of