Heart of a Fighter (Rocky River Fighters 1)

Her skin felt like it was ablaze as he gently cupped one of her breasts in his hand. She looked down, wanting to see his hands on her, but felt an uncharacteristic flash of self-consciousness. She was small in all ways, including her chest, and though it never bothered her before, seeing his large hand swallowing her up made her feel uncertain. She fought not to stiffen as she began wondering if he liked what he saw, or if he thought she was too small, or—

“Stop,” he said gently. Her eyes raced up to meet his, and he smiled tenderly at her. “I can practically hear you worrying out loud. There is no part of you that isn’t perfect, Cammie. No part of you that isn’t breathtakingly gorgeous. Especially these,” he said as he gently squeezed.

Not giving her a chance to reply, he ducked his head down and sucked one of her nipples in his mouth. Cammie thrust her fingers in his hair, gripping the strands tightly as the suction from his mouth shot through her body. It was like there was a direct line open from her nipples to her core, and each pull of his mouth, each flick of his tongue, tugged that string. He kissed, licked, and nibbled until she didn’t think she could take any more, and then he let go, trailing his lips to her other breast, starting the process all over again.

One of his hands slowly slid down her ribs to the waistband of her shorts, and he popped the button open

and pulled the zipper down. He leaned back and eased them off her body, taking a moment to drink her in in nothing but panties, and then he placed another scorching kiss on her lips before kissing and licking down her body.

Making his way slowly down, he paused when his mouth reached the edge of her panties and looked up at her. She squirmed, not only from how close he was to the part of her that was aching for him, but from the look in his eyes. The heat there alone was enough to incinerate her. It was going to be the end of her when he finally touched her, but she couldn’t think of a better way to go.

“Please, Alex.”

He traced the tip of his tongue along the edge of her panties. “Please what? What do you need from me?”

Moaning from the sensation of his warm breath against the most sensitive part of her body, it was all she could do not to come then and there. It wasn’t going to take much to push her over the edge.

“Touch me,” she breathed, unable to give her voice more substance.

“Thought you’d never ask,” he said huskily.

Dropping his eyes back down, he ran a finger straight up her center, and even with her panties as a barrier, it was almost too much for Cammie. She lifted her hips in encouragement, and he hooked his fingers in the waistband and slowly pulled them off. Tossing them over his shoulder, he turned back to look at her, and she could see the breath freezing in his chest.

Heat surged through her at the look in his eyes, and feeling powerful, she let her legs fall open, baring herself completely to him. A strangled curse left his mouth as he swiftly descended back down, and used his tongue to take the same trip his finger just had.

It was Cammie’s turn to let out a strangled moan as sensation shot through every part of her body. With no further hesitation, he plunged his tongue inside, swiftly homing in on the swollen bud that was yearning for his touch. Cammie plunged her fingers back into his hair, holding on tightly as she arched her back.

His tongue never rested, and the sensations were almost unbearable as he swirled, flicked, and suckled. She was making noises she never imagined she could make, her hips undulating as she chased the sensations.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, he held her hips still as he eased one finger, and then another, inside her. Slowly, then gaining speed, he plunged them in and out as his tongue became even more frantic.

Without warning, her body exploded, and her mouth opened on a silent scream as her orgasm pulsed through her. The intensity of it was on the verge of painful, and she kept her eyes shut, knowing her dragon was near the surface.

She came back down slowly, dragging air into her lungs in gulping breaths. The bed shifted, and she eased her eyes open, watching as Alex pulled off first his boots, then his jeans. The only light in the room was that of the moon, but with her shifter vision, she was able to see him clearly for a moment before he dropped back down on the bed with her.

And what she saw was enough to have her insides clenching, fresh heat washing over her. He was mouthwatering, all of him, including the part of him she needed inside her like she needed her next breath. He was long and thick, and had she been anyone else, his size might have intimidated her. But all she could think was how much she yearned to feel him inside her.

Settling between her legs, his dick nudged her center, and Cammie gasped as her hips automatically bucked up, wanting to feel him against her. He grabbed himself and rubbed himself through her folds, and she swore she saw a few stars when he bumped her sensitive clit.

Pausing, he eased down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Are you sure about this?” he asked in a voice tight with strain. “I’m not sure what this means for you, but it’s more than a one night stand for me. It feels important—”

Cammie lunged up and fused her mouth to his, trying to tell him without words this meant just as much to her. She arched her hips up, and he settled himself at her center. Not breaking the kiss, he began easing inside of her, going slowly, giving them both time to acclimate. When he was fully seated inside her, her body stretching to accommodate his size, the pleasure was overwhelming to the point of madness.

Easing back from the kiss, he locked eyes with her, slowly pulling almost all the way out before plunging back inside. Pleasure streaked through her nerve endings, and she felt it down to her toes. Alex gritted out a curse as he settled into his rhythm, slow out, hard and fast in. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips moving to meet his, and it wasn’t long before they were both losing control.

Their bodies were slapping together, and soon there was no rhythm left at all. They were animalistic in their pursuit of pleasure, and Cammie was quickly becoming overwhelmed. Unable to keep her eyes open from the intensity of the sensations coursing through her, she looked into his one more time, the gray of his gaze looking silvery in the moonlight. He changed the angle and she squeezed her eyes shut tightly as he hit a spot inside her that sent her splintering apart.

This orgasm was even more explosive than the first, and she gasped his name out as her body convulsed. Alex let out a strangled curse as his hips slammed into her one more time, and then he was coming with her, his dick pulsing as his warmth coated her insides.

They clung to each other, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, his face buried in her neck, as they fought for breath, slowly coming down from the heights they soared to. And even after she caught her breath, Cammie’s body was still tingling, little aftershocks dancing over her skin.

Alex raised his head and she reluctantly released her hold on him. He gave her a soft smile and a quick kiss before gently pulling out of her. As soon as he collapsed on the bed beside her, she curled her body into his, resting her head on his chest, needing to keep touching him. She trailed her fingers over his abs, listening to his strong heartbeat beneath her ear.

In a million years, she couldn’t have imagined the impact making love with him would have on her. Not only her body, but in her soul as well. She felt bone-deep contentment, and her dragon was shiny with happiness.

None of her worries or problems had miraculously disappeared. If anything, they were magnified, because being with Alex like this just drove home how much she stood to lose if something happened to him. But she was tired of always hiding, always keeping parts of herself separate from everyone she met. She wanted to live, and what she’d been doing up until she met him wasn’t living at all.

“That was incredible,” Alex said softly, interrupting her thoughts. “And I don’t want to push my luck, but… what changed? I got the impression you wanted nothing to do with this, with being with me.”