her.
His hand continued to cup her mound in that totally intimate way, but his finger had stopped moving. And he looked positively satisfied with himself. All male arrogance and it was completely justified. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“You look beautiful when you come,” he rasped out.
She blinked at the unexpected compliment. No one had ever called her beautiful before and it took her off guard. Instead of responding she bit her bottom lip. She wasn’t sure if there was a response to that kind of statement.
Thankfully he didn’t seem to expect anything. Leaning forward, he lightly tugged her bottom lip between his teeth before gently kissing her.
A new hunger swelled through her—the kind that made her want to strip off her clothes and then his. Her hands slightly shook with the unfamiliar urgency humming through her. She actually ached to feel his hands stroking over her entire body, and more than anything she wanted to do the same to him. To feel and kiss every dip and contour of his muscular body. He made her forget how tired she was. Who needed sleep? She wanted more of Alaric. Something primitive and needy inside her flared to life and she briefly wondered if this was the mating call she’d heard whispered about growing up. Just as quickly she dismissed that thought because it was impossible.
Jerking her out of her thoughts, Alaric pulled back as she started to slide her hands down his chest and stomach. When he picked up her sweater and handed it to her, she stared at him in confusion.
“What are you doing?” Disappointment surged through her.
“You need to get dressed.” His breathing was harsh and uneven.
Clutching the sweater to her chest, she frowned at his darkening expression. She knew he wanted her. The sharp scent of his lust permeated the air, wrapping around both of them in a hot, almost physical embrace. “Why?”
“Because I want to take you on this counter hard and fast and you deserve better than that.” His words were a soft growl.
They could go to the bedroom if he was concerned about the counter. “I don’t care—”
“You’ve been traveling for days and I want you clearheaded when we take this next step. When I sink deep inside you, I don’t want there to be any room for regret from you.” It sounded as if he’d swallowed gravel and his dark eyes smoldered with something that put her on edge. The look he gave her was primitive and possessive and made the animal inside her slightly wary.
Felicia wasn’t sure what surprised her more. The fact that he was so turned-on yet still willing to give her time or the fact that he’d was being so brutally honest. She wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting from him but it hadn’t been that.
Confused, she tugged on her sweater and slid off the counter when he stepped back. After what they’d just shared she wanted to say something flirty or witty but couldn’t find the words. Instead she cleared her throat. “You want to show me where I’ll be sleeping tonight?” Inwardly she groaned at herself. Real smooth.
He opened his mouth once and then closed it, growling something under his breath, and he motioned with his hand for her to follow him.
Chapter Four
Felicia jerked up in bed as she came fully awake. The unusual silence around her was deafening. She was so used to hearing explosions and gunfire in the distance, for a moment she forgot where she was. Until the past few hours crashed in on her like a tsunami. She was at a house with Alaric . And very recently he’d brought her to an intense climax with barely any stimulation. Her entire body still tingled from the memory. The thought was too surreal. Too weird.
Slivers of moonlight shone through the slat blinds and a glance at the clock told her only a few hours had passed. She should have passed out and slept for days but her mind was too wired. She kept reliving the way Alaric had kissed and stroked her to such exquisite release and
His hand continued to cup her mound in that totally intimate way, but his finger had stopped moving. And he looked positively satisfied with himself. All male arrogance and it was completely justified. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“You look beautiful when you come,” he rasped out.
She blinked at the unexpected compliment. No one had ever called her beautiful before and it took her off guard. Instead of responding she bit her bottom lip. She wasn’t sure if there was a response to that kind of statement.
Thankfully he didn’t seem to expect anything. Leaning forward, he lightly tugged her bottom lip between his teeth before gently kissing her.
A new hunger swelled through her—the kind that made her want to strip off her clothes and then his. Her hands slightly shook with the unfamiliar urgency humming through her. She actually ached to feel his hands stroking over her entire body, and more than anything she wanted to do the same to him. To feel and kiss every dip and contour of his muscular body. He made her forget how tired she was. Who needed sleep? She wanted more of Alaric. Something primitive and needy inside her flared to life and she briefly wondered if this was the mating call she’d heard whispered about growing up. Just as quickly she dismissed that thought because it was impossible.
Jerking her out of her thoughts, Alaric pulled back as she started to slide her hands down his chest and stomach. When he picked up her sweater and handed it to her, she stared at him in confusion.
“What are you doing?” Disappointment surged through her.
“You need to get dressed.” His breathing was harsh and uneven.
Clutching the sweater to her chest, she frowned at his darkening expression. She knew he wanted her. The sharp scent of his lust permeated the air, wrapping around both of them in a hot, almost physical embrace. “Why?”
“Because I want to take you on this counter hard and fast and you deserve better than that.” His words were a soft growl.
They could go to the bedroom if he was concerned about the counter. “I don’t care—”
“You’ve been traveling for days and I want you clearheaded when we take this next step. When I sink deep inside you, I don’t want there to be any room for regret from you.” It sounded as if he’d swallowed gravel and his dark eyes smoldered with something that put her on edge. The look he gave her was primitive and possessive and made the animal inside her slightly wary.
Felicia wasn’t sure what surprised her more. The fact that he was so turned-on yet still willing to give her time or the fact that he’d was being so brutally honest. She wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting from him but it hadn’t been that.
Confused, she tugged on her sweater and slid off the counter when he stepped back. After what they’d just shared she wanted to say something flirty or witty but couldn’t find the words. Instead she cleared her throat. “You want to show me where I’ll be sleeping tonight?” Inwardly she groaned at herself. Real smooth.
He opened his mouth once and then closed it, growling something under his breath, and he motioned with his hand for her to follow him.
Chapter Four
Felicia jerked up in bed as she came fully awake. The unusual silence around her was deafening. She was so used to hearing explosions and gunfire in the distance, for a moment she forgot where she was. Until the past few hours crashed in on her like a tsunami. She was at a house with Alaric . And very recently he’d brought her to an intense climax with barely any stimulation. Her entire body still tingled from the memory. The thought was too surreal. Too weird.
Slivers of moonlight shone through the slat blinds and a glance at the clock told her only a few hours had passed. She should have passed out and slept for days but her mind was too wired. She kept reliving the way Alaric had kissed and stroked her to such exquisite release and
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