new favorite sound,” he said as he tackled her neck with a playful bite.
He wanted to taste every bit of her smooth flesh. Needed to. What is this chick doing to me? He plowed a trail to her chest, while he worked the dress over her shoulder. He had to see the body beneath it.
The fabric fell away on one side, exposing her full, pert breast. Of course she’d be perfect. She clamped her legs around his waist, and his control broke. Feasting on her tender flesh, he started moving. Soft whimpers sang their approval, and he picked up the pace.
Nothing on Earth could have stopped him. Almost to the cliff.
“Slade,” she gasped as fingernails raked along his back. Had he not still been wearing his shirt, she might have broken skin. So hot!
“Go. This is all you.” He rolled his hips, and she held on as her body shuddered beneath his.
He’d never seen a sexier sight and doubted he ever would. Ever .
“Mon Dieu!” She let out a long breath, then pawed at his shirt. “You’re entirely overdressed.”
He leaned up, and she jerked the fabric over his head.
“ Perfect .” She grinned. “I knew you would be.”
She couldn’t be more wrong. That’s it. I’ve got to end this right now.
…
Slade swept a look from her face to her feet. That just fueled the fire to blazing levels again. “Lena, I—”
She pressed a finger to his lips, then claimed them with a bruising kiss. No time for talking. Not when he’d just sent her leaping into oblivion the way he had.
She’d never felt more alive than with him, so free. He chased her worries away with each kiss. Each lick. Each moan. Right now, she wasn’t a Gatekeeper to Hades, and she wasn’t utterly alone.
No. She was just a woman. A strong, sexy woman who, at the moment, was everything Slade wanted. Even if it was temporary, he wanted her. She could give him what he needed.
For tonight, anyway.
His big hand found her breast again, and she leaned into his touch, already heating up for another round. Trailing her fingers along his stomach, toward his belly button, she whispered into his mouth, “No strings.”
One flick of the wrist had the top button of his pants undone, and she slowly dragged the zipper down. Sliding her tongue between his lips, she eased her hand into his boxers.
He rocked into her, planting a harsh kiss on her lips as she touched him. A moan vibrated from him so deeply it streaked through her abdomen. Slade was her world. His mouth, tongue, lips—every part of him. She’d make him feel good. Nothing was more important.
“Lena,” he gasped against her lips. “I’ve…” He eased away from her touch, breathing heavily. “God, you’re so sexy. Why’d you have to be so…amazing?”
“What’s wrong?” Pushing his hair from his face, she kissed his mouth.
It was a stupid rule she had about not kissing people, anyway. Lips were magical. Addicting. Or maybe it was just his lips and how he touched her. It was desperate, yet tender. And the way he’d taken care of her needs first… So different from her other hookups.
No, he was different.
A rush of heat surged through her chest. Yes, there was something about him. It tickled her consciousness, just out of reach, almost like his thoughts were on the verge of whispering to her.
They’d been quiet this entire time for some reason, but now…his thoughts must be intense if she was going to get a glimpse. Surprisingly, she found herself wanting to hear them. To feel him inside her.
Pulling him back down to her mouth, she pressed a light kiss to his lips. “I want you, Slade.”
“I better…” He sat up and scrubbed his face. “Let me get something.”
Touched by his thoughtfulness, she smiled. Not that she could get pregnant—well—Theo’s Mate, Sadie, had, so maybe… No, that had something to do with Sadie being part angel. Hell, the girl had wings, and she rivaled the strength of a centuries-old Shomrei warrior within weeks of mating Theo.
No. Gatekeepers