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Fourteen
Anya
Iwoketothewarmth of Wyatt’s arms wrapped around me and the soft whinnying of horses. I shifted slightly and Wyatt pulled me closer to his body, sighing in his sleep.
Yesterday came rushing back to me, the revelations of my father, Damien, and what was really happening at this ranch.
I had to face the music at some point. But Wyatt’s warm body pressed against mine made it hard to want to do anything but stay wrapped up in his arms.
“Mornin’ Darlin.” He mumbled, sliding his hand beneath my shirt to rub my back. It was such a sweet gesture that tears threatened to spill, and I refused to cry.
Another man might have been trying to fuck me again, but this one, no. He was touching me like I was made of glass. Like I was the most fragile thing he had ever seen and trying to memorize every part of me while calming me down.
I smiled, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the early morning sun shining through the window on my face as his warm and calloused fingers idly stroked my skin.
When his fingers brushed over the scar on my shoulder, I stiffened.
He stopped and before I could stop him, he lifted my shirt higher to see the scar.
“Anya. What is this?” He said and I tried to turn but he held me firmly.
“Who did this to you, Anya?” His voice darkened and I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Someone from my past,” I said and he made a sound that was more animal than man.
“Who? Tell me what fucking animal decided to cut your pretty skin? Was it Damien?” He said, his voice guttural.
He tugged my shirt back gently, pushing me onto my back as he rolled on top of me, eyes dark and mouth set firmly.
“I’ll kill him. I will hunt him down and cut off his hands.” He crooned and I shivered, a part of me almost wanted to say yes just to watch the fear in Damien’s eyes.
“He is already dead,” I said as pushed him away. He didn’t budge, gripping my face gently until I looked at him.
“Anya. Is this one of the reasons you ran?” His body was pressed against mine and I was acutely aware of his semi-hard cock between my thighs.
I didn’t want to talk about this, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He groaned softly before he gripped my wrists, tugging them from his neck, and pinned them gently above my head.
“Don’t distract me, Anya. It makes sense now. You don’t have to talk to me about it now, but we will have this conversation.” He said softly before kissing my throat.
I swallowed nervously as he reached beneath my shirt to cup my breast.
“And I can make it entirely worth your while if you open up to trust me.” He crooned, rocking his cock against my core.
“Are you using sex as a bargaining chip?” I gasped as his teeth scraped the cord of muscle in my neck.
“Is that not what you were trying to use to distract me?” he said with a smile, and I huffed out a breath.
“Fair point,” I muttered as we heard Beau’s voice yelling at the men to hurry up.
“I guess we better get to work,” Wyatt said as he helped me to my feet. I brushed some of the straw from my clothes before we made our way outside.
William saw us first, his eyes darting between us with a look of interest that morphed into something else. If I didn’t know better, I would have said desire, but for all his playfulness, I highly doubted he desired me.
Beau on the other hand looked like he was about to kill Wyatt and the look he gave me had me wanting to wither up and die.
“If you are finished doing whatever it is you were doing, get yourself ready.” He said to Wyatt, completely ignoring me.
I glanced at William as I walked past them, and he grabbed my arm.
