Dawn shivered in anticipation and licked her lips to let him know she intended to do the same to him.
“Damn, you grow me hard so fast that it hurts,” he said and his hands moved to hurry to get her out of her clothes so that they could begin their feast.
A knock pounded at the door.
“Damn, I thought once out of that cottage I’d never suffer another interfering knock again.”
Another rapid knock sounded.
“This better be important or whoever stands outside my door will suffer my never-ending wrath,” Cree yelled out.
The door opened and Sloan walked in. He stood staring at Cree speechless.
Dawn grabbed hold of Cree’s hand and squeezed.
“Tell me,” Cree ordered grateful that the woman he loved was standing next to him.
Sloan hesitated obviously reluctant.
“Tell me, Sloan,” Cree snapped sharply.
“Your sister has been abducted.”