Newmar, Lola - Devlin's Beast [Scarlett Rose and the Seven Longhorns 5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) Read Free

every little tidbit she could learn about her new mates. Nothing made her happier than moments like this when they revealed parts of themselves to her, allowing her to get to know them on a deeper level.
    “Yeah, but I’m sure every man feels that way.” Two whole-wheat English muffins popped up from the toaster, and he placed them on a small plate.
    “And why do you think that is, honey?” she asked as she sipped her coffee.
    Devlin turned the stove off. He seemed to ponder her question for a small moment as he transferred the eggs to their plates then shrugged. “I’m not sure, but it’s probably because we love anything that feeds our egos.”
    She couldn’t help but to laugh at his honesty. “Well, I like when you say my name, too.”
    Devlin smiled wickedly as he came to stand in front of her. “Oh yeah?” Even sitting on the countertop, she was just short of coming eye to eye with him. He wrapped his thick, muscled arms around her waist and pulled her closer to his body as he settled between her legs.
    “Yeah, but when you say it, it’s usually more like, ‘Oh, Scarlett! Scarlett, you feel so good inside! Oh, Scarlett!’” she mocked in her corny sex voice.
    Devlin stepped back from her, shaking his head as he glared at her in anger. Scarlett could never have the heart to tell him how cute she thought it was when he’d unconsciously pout his bottom lip out a little when he was mad. “Hell no! I sound nothing like that when I say your name in bed.”
    “Hmm,” she tapped her index finger to her chin, her eyes roaming the tall ceiling in an exaggerated search for a conclusion, “yeah, you’re right. That sounds more like Rhett.”
    They both laughed at the mention of the raunchy yet loveable triplet, the baby of the family at twenty-seven years old. Rhett was uncensored and completely no holds barred, both in his everyday life and his sex life. He didn’t hold back even a lick of expression when he was in the throes of passion. It was times like that Scarlett was grateful to not have a close neighbor for Rhett to scare the sugar out of with the stuff that came out of his dirty, pretty little mouth.
    “So where is everyone?” she asked as he hoisted her back on her feet.
    “I asked if they would all have breakfast elsewhere, leave the two of us together for the morning while we prepare to go to Dallas.” He grabbed their plates, and she followed him over to the long oak table in the dining room where a bowl of freshly cut fruit waited for them.
    “Devlin, I made it perfectly clear last night that I wanted all the boys here this morning before we left. I said eight thirty sharp.” With frustration pounding in her head, she crossed her arms and plopped down on the chair next to his. She stared ahead and pouted. “I can’t believe you purposely defied me, Devlin Lenox, and I find it insulting. You know how much I like to be able to say hi to each of y’all before I head out somewhere, especially when it’s overnight like this.” It soured her good mood to know she wouldn’t be able to say either hi or bye to the other six brothers before they headed into the city. She knew she was rambling, but the least he could have done was discussed it with her first. It wasn’t so much about the fact she had to go a whole day without seeing the other Lenox brothers as it was about respecting her enough for him to see her as an equal. She loved the protective part of his alpha nature, but she could have definitely done without the 1950s, second-class-citizen treatment.
    “Look, before you get upset, just hear me out.” He grabbed the black T-shirt that hung over the back of his chair then pulled it on as they took their seats next to each other at the long table. He smirked when he reached out and lightly grazed her throat with his rough fingers. “Your neck is flushed in anger.”
    Even as she stared at his breathtaking jade eyes, which now sparkled in the path of the sun rays that beamed through