thoughts, he chose that moment to touch her as he slowly reached for her cheek and caressed it softly. Leaning down, he kissed her lips ever so slightly before getting up from the bed.
She hadn’t said a word, and Lexi wondered why he retreated.
Were She Belongs
89
She felt the loss of his presence immediately as she rolled to her side to cover her face in the pillow.
This was madness. The man…the men were so complicated and unique. One moment she wanted to push them away and escape, and the next moment she longed for their touch and their attention. There was power there, and that was something she feared.
Alone, their individuality could easily overshadow someone of her slight caliber. She enjoyed living on the down low. Well, not so joyously, but still, she stayed alive.
Lexi recalled the days of living on the streets, not knowing when the next bite of food would come and not sleeping a wink in fear of being attacked for what little she had to offer. There was no luxury like what these men had here. They were part of a pack, a family who loved and cared for one another. She had heard the men talking about Saber’s return from war. That would explain a lot about his aggressive behavior, his commanding tone and obvious need to control every situation. She half cringed and half smiled thinking about what Saber orchestrated tonight in the bedroom as she defied him as her alpha.
She had never felt so cherished, and as much as she wanted to play off her reactions to them to her being the needy virgin, she wanted it to mean more.
The way they touched her and brought out such desire and sexuality was invigorating.
She sighed with a heavy heart. What did she know about them? It had been days, so how could she think that she could know so much about Saber or his brothers?
He asked her if she felt it. Whatever the “it” was, she felt it, all right, straight to her heart and with all her being but…but she couldn’t give in. She couldn’t allow anyone access to her in such depth only to lose it the moment her presence caused danger.
90
Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Tears stung her eyes as she thought about Sierra. She had only reconnected with her for a few hours, and look what chaos it had caused. She nearly got her best friend killed.
She quickly wiped her eyes. She knew Saber stood behind her in silence, looking out the window. She cared for him. How crazy and stupid of her, but she did. She felt compelled to go to him and comfort him. She laughed to herself. How could little her comfort anyone?
What did she have to offer him? What did she have to offer any of the three brothers?
Fear?
Danger?
Perhaps death because of her?
Lexi submerged the attraction and desire and rose from the bed.
When she glanced at Saber, he was in a daze looking out the window.
It was that look. She recognized it immediately. It was as if he were in another place or like he was daydreaming, but deeply. She closed her eyes, and Saber’s image filled her mind.
He was rugged, yet well kept with his short, maintained hairstyle, impeccably good looks, and intimidating tattooed muscles.
He was nothing she ever would have found herself so in tune to, yet somehow felt a connection and attraction to him. Thinking of Paul and his GQ style, dimples in his cheeks, and the suave way he spoke to everyone made her giggle. He was a piece of work. He was like one of those fast-talking gigolos, but in a totally adorable way. He didn’t come across untrusting or conniving, but authentic and by the book. Another opposite personality to her own. She did what she had to to survive, and sometimes following the rules could have gotten her killed. Then there was Andre, sweet, compassionate, down-to-earth Andre, a knight in shining armor. He was a cowboy. A real woman’s man filled with power and control, but in doses, as opposed to Saber, who went for the throat.
She swallowed hard. Saber had demanded, and she protested.
Andre had consoled and protected,
She hadn’t said a word, and Lexi wondered why he retreated.
Were She Belongs
89
She felt the loss of his presence immediately as she rolled to her side to cover her face in the pillow.
This was madness. The man…the men were so complicated and unique. One moment she wanted to push them away and escape, and the next moment she longed for their touch and their attention. There was power there, and that was something she feared.
Alone, their individuality could easily overshadow someone of her slight caliber. She enjoyed living on the down low. Well, not so joyously, but still, she stayed alive.
Lexi recalled the days of living on the streets, not knowing when the next bite of food would come and not sleeping a wink in fear of being attacked for what little she had to offer. There was no luxury like what these men had here. They were part of a pack, a family who loved and cared for one another. She had heard the men talking about Saber’s return from war. That would explain a lot about his aggressive behavior, his commanding tone and obvious need to control every situation. She half cringed and half smiled thinking about what Saber orchestrated tonight in the bedroom as she defied him as her alpha.
She had never felt so cherished, and as much as she wanted to play off her reactions to them to her being the needy virgin, she wanted it to mean more.
The way they touched her and brought out such desire and sexuality was invigorating.
She sighed with a heavy heart. What did she know about them? It had been days, so how could she think that she could know so much about Saber or his brothers?
He asked her if she felt it. Whatever the “it” was, she felt it, all right, straight to her heart and with all her being but…but she couldn’t give in. She couldn’t allow anyone access to her in such depth only to lose it the moment her presence caused danger.
90
Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Tears stung her eyes as she thought about Sierra. She had only reconnected with her for a few hours, and look what chaos it had caused. She nearly got her best friend killed.
She quickly wiped her eyes. She knew Saber stood behind her in silence, looking out the window. She cared for him. How crazy and stupid of her, but she did. She felt compelled to go to him and comfort him. She laughed to herself. How could little her comfort anyone?
What did she have to offer him? What did she have to offer any of the three brothers?
Fear?
Danger?
Perhaps death because of her?
Lexi submerged the attraction and desire and rose from the bed.
When she glanced at Saber, he was in a daze looking out the window.
It was that look. She recognized it immediately. It was as if he were in another place or like he was daydreaming, but deeply. She closed her eyes, and Saber’s image filled her mind.
He was rugged, yet well kept with his short, maintained hairstyle, impeccably good looks, and intimidating tattooed muscles.
He was nothing she ever would have found herself so in tune to, yet somehow felt a connection and attraction to him. Thinking of Paul and his GQ style, dimples in his cheeks, and the suave way he spoke to everyone made her giggle. He was a piece of work. He was like one of those fast-talking gigolos, but in a totally adorable way. He didn’t come across untrusting or conniving, but authentic and by the book. Another opposite personality to her own. She did what she had to to survive, and sometimes following the rules could have gotten her killed. Then there was Andre, sweet, compassionate, down-to-earth Andre, a knight in shining armor. He was a cowboy. A real woman’s man filled with power and control, but in doses, as opposed to Saber, who went for the throat.
She swallowed hard. Saber had demanded, and she protested.
Andre had consoled and protected,
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