Stolen by the Master Chief – Black Ops Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
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“Paul won’t actually attend the meeting,” Merrick piped up, reassuring her. “A few of us will go in his place.”

Sage was quiet for a moment, then she turned to look up at me with fearful eyes.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you, baby,” I told her in a low tone.

“What…um, what will you do at the meeting?”

I didn’t want to lie to my woman, but I felt like I could omit the worst parts of what I expected to happen because killing someone qualified as classified in my mind. Still, I was pretty sure she picked up on the gist when we all remained silent.

“I don’t want anything to happen to you,” she mumbled, her beautiful blue eyes filling with tears.

Placing my palms on her cheeks, I brought her face close to mine and locked eyes with her. “I will do whatever it takes,” I repeated, “to keep you safe.” Then I kissed the tip of her nose and gave her a lopsided smile. “There is no way I’m going to let anything happen to me now that I’ve found you.”

“We’ll keep his ass safe, ma’am,” Stirling chimed in. “And even if he has gotten soft with his cushy desk job”—I rolled my eyes. I trained with these assholes multiple times a week. I might not go out on missions, but if I was ever called up, I’d damn sure be ready—“he’s still a SEAL.”

Sage wiped underneath one of her eyes and nodded. “I’m going to kick your asses if you guys let him get hurt,” she threatened. When there was a deafening silence, she sighed, obviously picking up on the fact that we were all trying not to smile or laugh. “Fine. I won’t kick your ass. But my dad will,” she finished haughtily.

“Isn’t your dad a jarhead?” Deacon asked.

Sage narrowed her eyes at him and huffed, “Yes, squid, he is.”

I burst into laughter, along with the other guys, and then hugged her close when she blushed bright red. “Adorable,” I whispered in her ear. “Sexy as fuck and adorable. Lethal combination, baby.”

Sage shivered, making me grin and wink at her, deepening her blush.

“We’ll let you know when everything is set,” Deacon announced. Then he grunted, “Hooyah,” and received a chorus of them in return before he hung up and Merrick took off.

“Do you have to go with them?” Sage asked, her tone sad.

“I protect what’s mine, Sage,” I stated firmly.

“Yours?”

“Yeah, baby. You haven’t figured that out yet?”

Sage dropped her gaze to her hands, which were folded in her lap. “I didn’t want to assume.”

I raised her face with my curled index finger under her chin. “Maybe it’s time I proved it to you.”

9

SAGE

“Don’t expect me to argue,” I murmured, twining my arms around his neck. “I’ve been telling you for days that I’m ready for this.”

“Days? Really?” He shook his head with a chuckle. “It hasn’t even been forty-eight hours since I got my first taste of your pussy.”

“Maybe I’m exaggerating a teeny-weeny bit,” I conceded as I grinned up at him. “But only because I feel as though I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. For you.”

“You have no idea how fucking thrilled I am that you waited for me, baby.” He bent low to slide his arm under my knees and lifted me against his chest. “But I’m going to do my best to show you.”

I felt like a sexy princess as he carried me into the bedroom and gently laid me on the mattress. One who was finally going to be seduced by her prince.

Before joining me on the bed, Arrow whipped his shirt off and dropped it on the floor. But when my hands went to the shirt I’d put on when I changed, he shook his head. “No, baby. I’m going to strip off every piece of clothing covering your delectable body, and I’m going to enjoy every inch of skin I bare while I’m doing it.”

A sensual shiver raced up my spine as I lowered my arms and pressed my palms against the sheets. “Hurry,” I urged.

“Don’t worry, my sweet baby.” He shoved his sweatpants down his thick, muscular legs, and his dick bounced against his stomach as the hard length sprung free. “I’m not going to make you wait any longer.”

He kneeled on the end of the mattress and leaned over my legs to tug my yoga pants down my thighs. His eyes darkened to a stormy gray when he saw the pink lace panties I was wearing. “Merrick’s wife is my new best friend. She included a few pairs with the tags still on.”

“I guess I should be more careful with them.” He hooked his fingers in the sides and dragged them down my legs. “At least until we have the chance to get you some more.”

“I have lots of them at home.”


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