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He tensed at the contact, drawing in a sharp breath. But then his arms came down over hers and he held her there, his big hands warm and soothing as he caressed her. “I’m filthy from the mission, Je
“I don’t care,” she said, pressing a trail of kisses to the smooth, muscled arch of his spine. His dermaglyphs pulsed with deepening color. “Let me take care of you for a change.”
She pulled her arms from around him and took the bar of soap from the shower shelf. He stayed unmoving as she filled her hands with lather, then began to gently smooth the suds over his immense shoulders and bulky biceps. She washed his strong back, then slowly let her hands drift down, past his tight waist, to the sides of his lean hips.
She felt the powerful twitch of his body as she reached around to the front of him, her soap-slicked hands skirting the edge of his groin. He was erect even before she got there, moaning as she splayed her fingers around the base of his cock, teasing but not yet touching. She brought her hands around and gathered more lather, then crouched down behind him to wash the lengths of his legs.
He shuddered as she dragged her soapy fingers back up his thighs, pressing her body flush against him as she rose, slippery from the suds that still lingered on his skin. She wrapped one arm around the front of his waist, her other hand reaching down to stroke his hard shaft. He growled a dark curse as she caressed him, his sex swelling even greater in her grasp.
She found a rhythm that seemed to please him, and she worked it mercilessly, delighting in the feel of his body’s response to her touch. With a low moan, he leaned forward to brace one elbow against the shower wall in front of him. “Ah, fuck, Je
She smiled at his praise, losing herself in his pleasure as she stroked him harder, more intensely. He grunted, his sex kicking in the tight hold of her pistoning fist. Then, before she could make him lose all control, he hissed a raw curse from between his gritted teeth and fangs.
He flipped around to face her. His erect cock rose up past his navel, hard as steel but hot as a flame when he dragged her against him, his big hands firm on her upper arms, his hold possessive and fierce. His handsome face was drawn in sharper angles in the throes of his passion, his eyes as bright as glowing coals, his fangs stark white and enormous, deadly sharp.
Je
He knew what she wanted. She could read his understanding as surely as he’d read the hungered look in her own eyes.
He lifted her off her feet, guiding her legs around his waist as he carried her out of the bathroom and toward the big bed in the other room. Their bodies were wet, still slick in places from errant suds as they flopped onto the mattress together in an intimate tangle.
He kept her thighs wrapped around him as he rolled onto his back, settling her on top of him. He thrust inside her, filling her up so perfectly. She tipped her head back and exhaled a slow, pleasured sigh as he seated himself to the hilt beneath her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his touch roaming all over her sensitive flesh.
She opened her eyes and stared down at him. “I want to be beautiful to you. That’s how you make me feel.” She held his unwavering amber-flecked gaze, forcing herself to not shy away from the emotion that was swamping her. She felt safe with him. Safe enough to tell him what was in her heart. “I feel happy, Brock, for the first time in a very long time. Because of you, I’m feeling so many things …”
“Je
She forged on, having already stepped past the edge of this cliff and determined to take it all the way down. “I know you said you don’t like complications or long-term relationships. I know you said you don’t want to get involved—”
“I am involved,” he said, ru
She swallowed, shaking her head in mute denial.
“I didn’t want to fall in love,” she whispered. “I didn’t think I could ever again.”
He held her in a tender gaze. “And I told myself I wouldn’t.”
Je
She rose up, panting now, unable to keep from moving on him as her need swelled to a fever pitch.
“You’re in control, baby,” he said, his voice thick and raspy. “Take whatever you want.”
She eyed his throat, watching the vein that pulsed so strongly at the side of his neck. Hunger kicked deep inside her, startling her with its ferocity. She pulled her gaze away and met the glittering heat of his transformed eyes.
“Anything,” he said, looking more than eager for her to have her way with him.
She rocked on him, savoring the feel of their joined bodies, and half dizzy from arousal already. Her orgasm roared up on her quickly. She tried to stave it off, but sensation flooded her as she rode the heat and power of Brock’s sex.
He watched her with avid interest, his lips pulled back off his fangs, the ropelike tendons in his neck strung tight as he arched his shoulders up off the bed. Je
“Yeah,” he groaned, splaying his hands at her back and not letting her draw away when the hunger bore down on her like a tidal wave. “Let it go, Je
With a snarled cry she couldn’t hold back, she buried her face in the side of his neck and bit down hard. Blood surged into her mouth, hot and thick and spicy-sweet.
Brock hissed a rough curse that sounded anything but sorry. His body shook as he drove deeper inside her, every hard thrust increasing her pleasure, driving her hunger to even greater heights. He shouted as his orgasm racked him, his strong pulse drumming against the tip of her tongue as Je
CHAPTER
Twenty-nine
Two days had passed since the attack on Lazaro Archer’s family and the rescue mission that saved young Kellan. The boy was recovering physically from his capture and mistreatment, but Je
She wished the same for his Gen One grandfather, too, although Lazaro Archer hardly seemed the kind to need anyone’s sympathy. Once the funeral ceremony for his son, Christophe, had taken place at the compound, Lazaro had refused to so much as speak of that violent night. In the time since, he’d devoted himself to working closely with the Order. The Gen One civilian now appeared as determined as any of the warriors to see Dragos and his entire operation destroyed.