Chapter 9 So Cold

• Groaning loudly, I burrowed deeper into the heated body beside me. Lifting my head, I stared into blue-green eyes that smiled at me as I slowly woke up. I pulled away from Saint, but he pounced, landing on top of me as his hand cov- ered my mouth. Lowering his lips against my ear, he rumbled low in a raspy voice.
• "Don't make a sound, Brat," he growled, pushing into my body.
• I trembled around him, groaning at the ache he'd left between my thighs. My body screamed at his abrupt entrance, which was already sore and achy from the three times he'd taken me throughout the night. I lifted my spine and wrapped my legs around his waist to adjust to his size. He growled, creating more arousal to ease his slow thrust as he studied me.