Ash (Dragon Riders MC #3) - Savannah Rylan Page 0,27

had done it. I knew I had fucked everything up. I braced myself for impact. I braced myself for his anger or for him kicking me out of bed. Surely, he’d never want anything to do with me after this.

Instead, though, he pulled me beneath the covers and held me against his body.

“I suppose there are perks, sure. But there are just as many risks,” Ash murmured.

I slowly turned to face him. “Like… what?”

His eyes danced along my face. “Like, the trouble we get into. You know, with this op and stuff.”

“This isn’t the first time something like this has happened?”

“Unfortunately, no. And it won’t be the last. And even then, what we’re dealing with right now is mild compared to a couple of the issues we’ve gotten into in the past.”

“Sounds like you take on a lot of burden with your lot in life.”

He shrugged. “I make good money, I’ve made even better investments, and I know I can walk away at any time and start a new life for myself.”

“But…?”

“But those men are my family now. We’re ride or die. And I think that’s the biggest risk that comes with my life.”

I swallowed hard. “The fact that, at any point in time, I could lose you.”

“Yep.”

I sighed. “Well, why don’t we order us a nice pizza, get some soda, maybe order a dessert, and take it an hour at a time.”

He grinned. “I know what I want to do with my next hour, too.”

I quirked an eyebrow. “What happened to eating, big boy?”

He flipped me over onto my back and pinned me to his bed.

“Even after I place the order, it’ll take them an hour to get here.”

I smiled brightly. “So, why don’t you place that order, then come give me a taste of what’s on your mind?”

His cock stiffened against the inside of my thigh. “I guess there’s only one question to ask.”

“What’s that, Daddy?”

His eyes darkened with lust. “What do you like on your pizza, princess?”

11

Ash

I smiled as I gazed upon Hannah’s sleeping face. Even in her sleep, she had the softest smile against her cheeks that warmed my heart to its core. My hand was numb and my arm ached, but I didn’t dare move. I didn’t want to bother the sleeping angel next to me.

I wanted to hold this moment in my memory forever.

As the sunlight streamed through the windows, I watched her eyes flutter. She groaned and turned over, seeking more of my warmth as her head fell against my chest. With her hair splayed along my skin, I shook out my hand. I ran my fingertips through her hair, unraveling the knots we had created well into the early morning hours. My body ached in all the best ways because of it. The pizza we shared in bed together left a stale smell at the foot of the bed, but I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was the sleeping beauty next to me that kept me company all night.

I never wanted the moment to end.

She looked good in my bed. Naked, beneath my covers. And as I laid there staring at the ceiling fan twirling around, I came to the conclusion that I wanted every morning to be this way. I wanted to wake up to her soft, sleepy smile every morning at eight and I wanted to wake her up with my tongue and listen to her groggy voice chant my name while her hips rolled against my tongue. I had half a mind to start the trend right then and there. Just creep between her legs, move them over my shoulders, and dive into my breakfast.

I resisted the urge, though.

You can’t make that kind of commitment.

I sighed as I kissed the top of her head softly. As much as I hated the voice in my head sometimes, it was right. I had a lot of scars from my past. I’d made a lot of mistakes and hurt a lot of people along the way. Not to mention, Hannah still wasn’t safe. I’d already gone back on my word to myself, and I didn’t intend on compromising her anymore. Until further notice, the only focus I needed to have was on her safety. On making sure she had the ability to create a life for herself she could show off with pride.

Even if I wasn’t in it.

Besides, I didn’t know if I was ready for some sort of life-long commitment. I didn’t know if I was ready to