If it turned out he was a killer, his siblings would be affected.
The moment he’d laid eyes on the three James siblings on the side of the road, his protective instincts had kicked in. Skylar drew him in first, but her brothers had also left a mark on his soul. The thought of any of them bearing the brunt of Chance’s actions soured his stomach. He had a decision to make. Should he tell them before he had real evidence or keep them in the dark, which could put their lives in danger.
Skylar’s trusting eyes bored into the side of his head while she waited for his answer. He glanced at her and caught the moonlight glinting off the windshield, it’s silver glow highlighting the shine in her hair. Everything about her called to him on a level he’d never experienced. He’d never been with a woman who had evoked these feelings. Drove him to punch a man out of jealousy. He’d reacted on pure instinct: defend his territory. Beat his chest so the other male knew he’d fight him tooth and nail to keep what was his.
An image of Ty comforting Skylar while she cried burned into his mind’s eye. He could see her small frame pressed against Ty’s larger body. Knew he’d felt her generous tits against his chest. Could smell her innocent scent as they embraced. Logan squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment, trying to erase the image. He looked back at Skylar and caught her bright eyes watching him closely and something snapped inside him.
Overcome with a powerful possessiveness and a need to claim what was his, Logan pulled his truck off the road at the next turn off and pulled to a stop in the shadows of a tree, throwing the gearshift into park. When Skylar questioned him with her eyes, he reached across the cab without a word, unhooked her seat belt, and pulled her across the console onto his lap, straddling her legs around his. Then he took her mouth in a punishing kiss, wrapping his hand in her hair to keep her right where he wanted her. She opened for him instantly, warring her tongue with his without thought or question about what he was doing. So in sync with his mood and needs, no words were needed.
With each encounter between them she grew bolder, battling with him for dominance rather than being led. She may have been inexperienced when they met, but she was adventurous. She was no wallflower sitting on the sidelines, she was an active participant, ready to learn. Wanting to please him while getting her own pleasure in return. The mix of angel and vixen was a heady combination for any man. But no man would ever have her but him. She was his. His salvation. His peace. He planned to build a future with her in the mountains of Montana, and in doing so he’d honor his brothers by living life to the fullest.
Logan kept at her mouth while he reclined his seat, adjusting it to give them more room. He hadn’t made out with a woman in a vehicle since he was nineteen, but he wasn’t waiting until they reached her cabin. Her brothers were waiting for her, which meant he’d have to share her. He wanted her all to himself for just a little while longer to purge his demons and center his soul.
No words were spoken between them as their clothing disappeared. She seemed to sense his urgency and fed off of it, biting and licking what skin she could reach as he pulled her jeans and panties off her legs. Once her legs were free, she popped the button on his jeans and released the zipper until his painfully hard cock sprang free. Logan bucked his hips and groaned when she wrapped her tiny hand around his length. His breath caught when she kissed her way down his chest, sliding her small frame between the seat and steering column so she could take him in her mouth.
She was tentative at first, unsure exactly how to please him, totally unaware that just her touch was heaven. When she wrapped her warm tongue around the head of his cock, Logan reached up and grabbed the steering wheel for control. He wanted to surge up into her warm mouth on instinct, but he’d let her set the pace for now. With each stroke she became more self-assured. With each pass of her tongue, Logan