Wet For Her Warriors (Book 5 of the WILD -- Warriors Intense in Love & Domination -- Boys of Special Forces) by Angel Payne Read Free Book Online Page B

after they say their vows.”
    He dipped his
head and smirked. “Appropriate symbolism.” After enduring her rib jab of
chastisement, he jerked his chin toward the barn and stables. “What about all
of that?”
    “They’ll be
gutted and transformed into a five-star restaurant. A newer stable will be built
on the far side of the property, for tending the horses they do plan on
keeping.”
    “The fifteen who
are strong enough to carry fat tourists.”
    She almost poked
him in the ribs again, but opted for a smiling shoulder bump. “There’s my good
listener.”
    He returned the
nudge. The move, while friendly, sent tingles down the entire left side of her
body. She was almost thankful for the distraction of his reply, which was tight
with tension. “I assume the dickwad is selling the other horses off to make all
that land available for building a swagalicious hotel?”
    “Close. Swagalicious
time share condos. Except for the biggest unit, which he’s already claimed for
himself.”
    A violent sound
rumbled from deep inside his chest. He still clutched his flashlight with his
far hand, now glowering like he wanted to bash in a skull with it. Lani endured
a little tremble. The comparison wasn’t an empty one when applied to a
six-foot-plus Special Forces warrior. The realization made her a little
scared…and a lot aroused. The man didn’t help things one bit by starting up his
stare, the entrancing and territorial version, once more.
    “Amazing,” he
finally murmured into their long silence.
    “What is?” she
queried back.
    “I can see the
stars in your eyes.”
    She let herself
give in to a full laugh. “Oh, you’re good. That’s nice. How many times has that
one worked for you, Sergeant?”
    He dropped his
jaw and spread his arms. “I’m not kidding! Hold still. It’s so cool. I want to
see it again!”
    She giggled and
squeezed her eyes shut. He tossed his flashlight to free up his hands in an
attempt to grab her shoulders. When she whacked on his in return, he relented
and pulled back, also laughing. Lani opened her eyes, only to have her
heartbeat seized again. The mirth had made him a different person. All the
darkness of his face gave way to dancing eyes, naughty eyebrow wiggles, and a devilish
smile that made her long for a serious taste of sin.
    It was time to
change the subject. Fast.
    “So…how long
have you been in Franz’s battalion?”
    “Since the day I
made Special Forces, six years ago. He’d taken a bullet to his leg in
Afghanistan and led some team training during his rehab. I was one of the lucky
fuckers he got really attached to.” His tone was bone dry, but a thread of
fondness was woven into it, too. “There were days when I didn’t know whether to
be grateful or pissed about that, but serving under the man has the best
experience of my life.”
    Lani nodded. Her
response was filled with equal affection. “Yes. He’s awesome. I really love
him.”
    “Oh.” He
straightened, seeming genuinely surprised. “Uh, I hadn’t realized…”
    Understanding
hit her. A new laugh followed. “Oh, gods! Not like that . Ew. He’s like
my brother!”
    “Oh.” He drew
the word out a little. The smile in his voice tugged her gaze back over to his
face. The moonlight played over his noble features and thick hair in
mesmerizing ways. “Well, okay,” he murmured, seeming bashful beneath her
scrutiny. “Umm, that’s good. Brothers are good.”
    Lani pulled up
her knees then rested her chin on them, keeping up the stare. She knew this was
ruthless, considering how she’d been throwing the man off balance since the
second they met, but she’d also witnessed him at the height of his game, a
slick combination of ninja badass and focused soldier. The fluctuation in his
composure was fascinating to witness. “How many do you have?” she finally
asked.
    “How many what?”
    He seemed
distracted. And once more, she loved that it seemed to be by…her. “Brothers,”
she