The Bodyguard (Silver Spoon MC #10) Read Online Loni Ree, Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Biker, Insta-Love, MC, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: , Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Loni Ree
Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
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"This is your room, Mischief," I murmur, pushing open the door for her.

Crash trots right in and hops up on the foot of the bed, making himself comfortable. I've never wanted to be a dog more. I'd fucking kill to be the one curling up in bed with her right now. But at least he'll be here to keep an eye on my girl until she's ready to let me in that bed with her.

"Is this your room?" she asks, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Nope," I lie, backing out of it before she calls me on my bullshit. "It's yours. The bathroom is on the left."

"No!" Bella cries, pure terror in her voice.

I fling my covers back and hit the floor running, my heart pounding as adrenaline rips through me. Crash whines from the primary bedroom as Bella cries out again. I damn near take the door to the guest room off the hinges as I burst out of it, trying to get to her.

I cross the hall in two steps, flinging open the door to her room.

My heart cracks in half as soon as I catch sight of her curled into a tiny ball in the middle of the bed, gripping my pillow so tightly her little fists are white. The blankets are twisted around her legs. Crash paces beside the bed, whining as if he doesn't know what to do. Every light in the room is on.

She's afraid of the dark. And having nightmares.

I close the door and kill the overhead lights, leaving the lamps on.

"Crash, settle," I whisper to the dog, pointing at the floor beside the bed.

He huffs at me and then reluctantly drops to his belly on the floor beside Bella.

I stalk to the bed, step around him, and gently lift Bella into my arms. "Easy, baby," I croon, holding her cradled against my chest. "I've got you."

"Cormac," she sighs. She doesn't open her eyes. I don't even think she wakes up, but she instantly settles, her body relaxing as the nightmare loses its hold on her and she steals every damn piece of my heart.

She's not sleeping alone tonight. Or any other night so long as nightmares plague her.

I crawl onto the bed, sitting with my back against the headboard and her in my arms. She sighs again, curling up against my chest with her head on my shoulder. Her brown ringlets cascade over my arm, wild and free. A pillow crease mars one perfect cheek.

I drag the blankets up over her, trying not to think about her hard nipples in that paper-thin t-shirt. Or about the fact that she's not wearing anything but a pair of panties underneath it. Now isn't the fucking time.

I close my eyes, breathing her in.

Her hand curls around my shoulder.

"Cormac," she sighs again.

"There's a giant in my bed," Bella whispers frantically. "Why is there a giant in my bed?"

I bite my lip, fighting a smile as she tries to carefully extricate herself from my arms without waking me up. It's far too late for that, though. I've been awake for an hour already. I probably should have gotten up and left her in peace, but she's cuddly as fuck. And I didn't want to be the asshole who sneaks into her bed in the middle of the night and then sneaks out of it without us having a conversation about it.

I'm pretty sure that rates high on the creepy meter.

"And he's half naked." She whimpers, turning my cock to steel. "I'm half naked. Oh my god. We're half-naked in bed together, and I'm wearing Snoopy underwear."

"I've never been more jealous of a fucking dog in my entire goddamn life, Mischief," I growl, wrapping one arm around her and rolling her beneath me. "Never wanted to kiss one more than I do right now either." That little fucker is all that's standing between me and her sweet cunt.

"Cormac!" she shouts, her blue eyes comically wide. A pink blush creeps across her cheeks. "You're in my bed."

"Actually, you're in mine."

"I knew you were a liar!" she cries.

Fuck, it's too early for her to be this beautiful.

"You can't just lie to get what you want, you know. That's not how the real-world works. And what do you think you're doing in bed with–?"

I dip my head, covering her mouth with mine. I can't help it. She's reading me the riot act, looking all rumpled and sexy, and I need to know what she tastes like right now.

Her breath leaves her lungs in a rush as she falls silent. Her hands fly to my shoulders. I half expect her to push me away and try to kick my ass…but she doesn't. She freezes with her hands on my shoulders for a split second, and then she whines and tries to pull me closer.

Ah, goddamn.

I grunt, flicking my tongue out to get a taste of her. Just one. At least, that's what I tell myself. Even as I say it, I know damn well that I'm lying. One taste won't ever be enough, not when it comes to her. I've been starving for her my entire life. I plan to drown myself in her to quench my thirst.



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