His to Claim #2: Savage Kiss Read Free Page B

going to take you to meet the rest of the band, but if you get that excited around all musicians, I’m not sure I should.” He leaned in close and nuzzled her temple. “I don’t want to share you.”
    She stroked over his shoulders. “It’s only you who excites me like that.”
    As he stared at her, his smile faded and he drew her close and kissed her again.
    “I know a nice hotel not far from here. Instead of going back to the city tonight, let’s get a room.”
    She just nodded, while her heart quivered in anticipation. The thought of spending the night with Rafe, cocooned in a soft bed with his arms around her, filled her with joy.
    Once they straightened their clothes, he took her hand and led her back to the path, then to the parking lot. She held his big hand tight, loving the feel of his warm fingers enveloping hers. As they approached his bike, heat coiled through her at the thought of the two of them climbing into a big warm bed together, then him prowling over her and—
    “Hey, Storm. Diego and I are headed out for a drink. Want to join us?” The tall, sandy-haired man smiled at her, a twinkle in his blue-green eyes. “Your friend can come, too.”
    She recognized him as the lead singer of Savage Kiss, and the one who had introduced the band. The other was the drummer, who’d had a wicked solo near the end that had left her breathless. Both had on faded jeans, and Diego wore a black leather vest with silver studs while Travis wore a long-sleeved charcoal T-shirt. Diego’s thick black hair was cropped short but what there was rose in spikes, while Travis had longish, unkempt sandy hair that was parted on the side and tapered, brushing his collar at the back. Travis was taller than Diego by about five inches, but both were muscular, and sexy as sin.
    A shiver danced through her and she realized she was a little starstruck by these men. Both had killer smiles, and a glimmer in their eyes like they were looking for trouble, and just might have found it.
    Oh, God, could they tell that she and Storm had just had sex? Had they
seen
them? Her cheeks heated, but she realized she was just being silly.
    “This is Travis and Diego,” Rafe said. “And this is Melanie.”
    “Melanie?” Travis smiled and offered his hand.
    When she shook it, he held hers in a tight grip.
    “You’re the one who helped my sister, Jess, when she moved to Philly.”
    “You’re Jessica’s brother? It’s nice to meet you.”
    Melanie hadn’t realized that Savage Kiss was the band Rafe had been a part of back in Bakersfield when he’d met Jessica.
    “Jess really appreciated your help. She worried about leaving Bakersfield, but it helped that she found a close friend so soon. Thanks for helping out my baby sister.”
    “It was my pleasure. I love Jessica.”
    “We have something in common then.” He grinned and drew her hand to his elbow, then tucked it around his arm. “You can’t say no to a drink now.”
    She glanced helplessly over her shoulder at Storm as Travis led her across the parking lot.
    “Hell, no. You’re not stealing my girl.” Storm strode after them and grasped her other arm.
    Her stomach clenched. Were they going to fight over her?
    But Travis just laughed. “I could if I wanted to, man.” He winked at Melanie as he let her go. “Meet us over at The Saloon. Same place as last night.”
    She followed Storm to his bike, then pulled on the helmet he handed her. He fastened the clasp under her chin and then drew her in for a deep kiss. “Just remember, you’re mine.” Then he winked and mounted the bike.
    Was he really jealous, she wondered as she wrapped her arms around his waist? Or just teasing her? The bike roared to life and fifteen minutes later they pulled up in front of a rustic tavern with a sign that read T HE S ALOON .
    When they stepped inside, they saw Diego and Travis already at a solid wooden table, with four dark beers in glass steins in front of them. They sat down and Storm grabbed