Page 62 of Cowboy Under Siege


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She hurried around the island to Dag’s side as he opened the sketchbook.

Seeing the pages reminded her of that photo album and the entries scribbled in her mother’s handwriting. Very soon she would need to read them and see if there was anything at all to help authorities finally close the case surrounding her mother’s death.

“Where do you want the tattoo?” Dag’s question dragged her back to the present.

“Here.” She waved at her left side, over her ribs.

“You sure about that? The ribs hurt.”

“I’m sure of it. And I’m tough.”

He chuckled. “If you put up with Jaren, you must be. All right, let’s sketch this up and see how it looks on you before we start.”

Anticipation made her bounce a little on her toes. She leaned over to watch Dag swiftly draw up a she-wolf.

A wolf to match the alpha on Jaren’s chest.

She approved the art and Dag set everything up with a sterile sheet and got to work. As she lay there in only her bra and Dag drew the first line of the wolf with her head back in a howl, Trinny looked to Jaren.

Oh god. His eyes…wereblazing. And she knew her heart was in her own.

Could he see she was falling in love with him? From the look on his face, she thought he did.

Every line of ink laid down in her skin made that love swell until she thought her whole body might be vibrating with it.

When the tattoo was finished hours later, she was cramped from lying still for so long in one position. Dag lifted the needles from her skin and gently wiped it with gauze.

“Get a closer look, dude,” he said to Jaren.

He leaned over her, and she felt his eyes cutting over her flesh like a brand on the fresh ink.

“It’s fucking beautiful,” he grated out.

A shiver rolled through her.

“I want to see.”

Jaren helped her into a sitting position and she walked into the front of the lodge where a long mirror hung near the door. When she twisted to see her side, she let out a shocked gasp.

Tears flooded her eyes. “It’s perfect. Jaren’s right—it’s fucking beautiful.” The wolf had all the feminine touches she hoped for and even sported a small, jeweled headpiece. The jewel seemed to glint.

Big hands settled on her hips, and Jaren’s hard body pressed against her from behind. In the mirror, their stares met. He stretched his left hand upward toward her new tattoo but stopped short of touching it.

She covered his hand with hers.Whatever was happening between them would eventually end. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t stamp this moment on her heart.

* * * * *

Jaren had no words. He trailed his fingers between Trinny’s bare breasts that he’d just spent long minutes tormenting before giving her two orgasms—one on his fingers and one on his cock.

She lay on her side with her bandaged tattoo facing up so as not to cause pain.

“You sat like a rock for that ink. My father would be impressed.”

A smile made her eyes crinkle at the corners. “I’m glad to hear it.”

“Why did you choose the wolf?”

He wished her ink was healed so he could put his lips all over the lines of that wolf. A possessive streak like he’d never known before had him by the balls, the heart and everything in between.

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