Hero (Alpha Mountain 1)

Only the light over the kitchen stove was on, but I knew the second Indi came out of the bedroom. Her white tank top glowed in the moonlight through her front window. I’d have to talk with her about getting blinds.

“Hey, Blue.”

She stood there for a second, a mere moment before she ran at me and launched herself in my arms. My hand went to her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her mouth on mine.

Fuck, this.

She was sweet and warm and soft. Everything I wasn’t. She was a physical reminder that there was good in this world. That there were things untainted.

“I missed you,” she breathed against my lips.

I spun, pressing her into the front door and rolled my hips, so she felt how hard I was. I could feel the heat of her center through her tiny sleep shorts and my pants.

My dick had never been harder. My balls ached to fill her. To sink into her.

“This is going to be fast,” I said, kissing and nipping down the line of her neck.

“Yes,” she breathed, her fingers scrambling to tug up the hem of my shirt. I pulled back enough to reach behind my head and pull it off.

“Yes,” she said again, running her palms over my chest.

“Take me out,” I growled.

I was driven now by a need to fuck. To mate. To claim. The job had been successful, but not before we’d been forced into a gun battle to extract the diplomat.

Using my hips, I held her braced against the door, one hand cupping her ass, the other pressed into the wood by her head.

Her ragged breathing made her tits heave, and I had to see them. As she worked my zipper down, I pulled up her tank, so it bunched under her arms. Those lush swells bare to me. Cupping one, I kneaded the soft flesh, plucked at the nipple.

“Fuck,” I hissed when she pulled me free and gripped me at the base and stroked me from root to tip.

I all but slapped her hand away, took myself in hand and used the weeping tip to nudge her sleep shorts to the side. Easily finding her dripping center, I notched at her entrance and drove deep.

Her back arched, and we cried out together.

Fuck. This. Here. I could get lost in this woman. “This was all I thought about,” I admitted, showing she was my biggest weakness, my ultimate distraction.

Her heels dug into my ass, pulling me in. “Please,” she begged.

I wasn’t the only one desperate.

I pulled back, rammed home. She was snug and perfect.

“Like that?” I murmured.

“Harder.”

She tried to move, but I had her pinned, her nails dug into my biceps as I lost myself in her. There was no rhythm, not finesse. Just chasing pleasure. Giving it.

“I need you to come, Blue,” I growled.

I wasn’t leaving her behind.

Her head tipped back. “I… I can’t.”

My hand slid down the door and cupped her breast. My fingers brushed the base of the necklace about her neck. I pinched her nipple, and her eyes flew open. Met mine.

“You can. You will.”

She shook her head. “I’m not—”

I shifted my grip on her ass, so my fingers slipped between those taut cheeks. My middle finger brushed against my dick as I pummeled into her to coat it in her cream then pressed against her back entrance.

“Ford!”

Yeah, that worked. Her pussy clenched me like a fucking fist.

Carefully, I pressed my finger into that virgin ass up to the knuckle.

“Oh God.”

I leaned in, sucked at her neck. “That’s my dirty girl. You’ll come now that I’m in that tight ass. Think what it’ll feel like when it’s not my finger but my dick. You’ll be ass up, pussy dripping. Begging me to take you.”

“Ford,” she whimpered. She just got wetter, soaking my dick.

“Come,” I commanded.

This time, she did. Her body clenched then released a scream tearing through the quiet house.

I might have gone through BUDs training and never gave in, but I couldn’t survive another second of Indi’s pussy. My knees buckled. My balls drew up, and I spurted into her. Thick, hot pulses of cum that went on and on.

My hand slapped against the door, my fingers clenched her ass, my finger in her back hole remaining deep.

I couldn’t catch my breath, panting against her sweaty skin.

“I’m not done with you. Not even close.”

Once I had strength back in my legs, I pushed off the door and carried her into her bedroom. Dropped her on the bed and crawled over her.

Yeah, I wasn’t done. I didn’t think I ever would be.

INDI

* * *

He was here. Hovering over me. His gaze roved over me. My tank was bunched beneath my armpits, and Ford’s pants were pushed down low on his hips. That was as far as we’d gotten in taking our clothes off. I was sweaty and sticky and… God, I had his cum slipping from me.