Page 47 of Untamed
The excitement emanates from her. “Sure. I’d need a mood board, so to speak, for inspiration.”
My spine bolts straight. Hell no! I don’t want Thea seeing the shit he’s into. It’s enough to freak anyone out, let alone someone new to sex. Nope, I like my girl just the way she is—innocent.
“She doesn’t need the rundown, just the essentials,” I say.
“Fucking hell. It’s an app used to link consenting adults into a sex game, nothing sinister,” Miko says, and I close my eyes, trying to rein in my temper.
He really had to go there, didn’t he.
“A game where there’s a sex hunter and a prey sounds just like the kind of conversation to have around the family dinner table. It makes me grateful my children aren’t present.” Zane sneers.
“They aren’t exactly children,” I inform him. “You talk like they’re preschoolers. Pretty sure they know what sex is, Zane.”
Zane blinks as if the thought never occurred to him.
“Still, probably not something he wants them involved in,” Sal agrees.
Winter snorts, then holds her hands up. “Well, you’ll find no judgment here.”
Miko smirks like the cat that got the cream.
“What’s the name of the app?” she asks, oblivious to the fury radiating from Sal.
“The Hunt,” Miko says, and even I can admit there’s an excitement in his eyes that’s been absent before now.
Maybe this is what he needs, somewhere to live out his sexual urges.
“When it goes live, let me know. I’ll follow you,” Winter says. “I have a bunch of influencer friends who will share too.”
“You’ll do no such fucking thing. Give me your goddamn phone right fucking now!” Sal booms, and we all jump.
Winter’s gaze lands on each of us. “B-but. I need it.”
“Winter… give me your fucking phone!” Sal stands, walks around the table, and holds his hand out.
“My life is over. I hope you’re satisfied.” She slaps the phone into his hand. “This is ridiculous! And you wonder why I like going to college so much. To get away from your control!” Then she pushes back in her chair and stomps out of the room.
Sal glances over his shoulder, watching her leave.
“And don’t slam?—”
She slams the door behind her, then he turns his attention back to Miko. He pushes the phone in his direction. “Make sure she can’t get on anything sex related.”
A low whoosh of air leaves Thea, and she fidgets in her chair. My lip twitches. I’ve seen her search history, and there’s something very primal about an inexperienced woman searching “how to make a man’s cock fit in your ass.”
“You still have the trackers on the twins too? I don’t want them researching your site,” Zane says.
“Fuck my life. It’s sex with consenting adults. Not necrophilia,” I bite out.
“I have no clue what you just said. But I don’t care. My children are innocent. I intend to keep it that way.”
Thea’s chest wobbles as she stifles a laugh, and my eyes land on her tits. Jesus, they’re impressive, especially for someone her age. I can’t wait to watch them transform when she becomes pregnant.
“Newsflash, dipshit, they’re seventeen. They’re not innocent. Hell, Fen probably has his cock shoved up his girlfriend’s ass right about now,” Miko states.
Zane sucks in a sharp breath, and his face reddens.
Sal claps his hands together. “That’s enough.” Then he turns toward Zane and rests his hand on his shoulder, his eyes oozing compassion. “At least he can’t knock her up if he comes in her ass.” He shrugs, and Zane looks seconds away from blowing. Then he throws his hand out toward me. “Just make sure he doesn’t get married and tie himself down to the wrong kind, like this idiot did.”
