plunging two fingers deep inside her aching pussy as he thrust hard and deep inside the tight, gripping tissue of her ass.
Stars exploded behind her closed eyes. No, this wasn't coddling. It was lust in its rawest form. It was a taking, a giving. His cock speared into her ass as his fingers fucked her pussy below, driving her higher as pleasure exploded across her senses.
Her orgasm ripped through her. She tightened on the pistoning erection, gripping it, milking it as she was flung past reality, worries and cares into a world of light, of rapture.
A world that consisted only of Braden and of pleasure.
"Good girl So hot and sweet. "
She came back to earth slowly, shivering beneath his hard body as he stroked her stomach and whispered wickedly in her ear.
"I'm going to kill you. " She was gasping for breath. "Honest, Braden. You're dead. As soon as I can move again. "
She moaned harshly as she felt him withdraw. He was still hard despite the orgasm she knew had swept through him as well. She had felt that damned barb stroking inside her ass, making her crazy as her orgasm powered through her.
"Then I'll just have to make certain you can't move until you change your mind. " His voice was lazy, by no means sated, but satisfied.
She snorted at the thought, rolling over to watch as he disappeared into the bathroom.
"You think you're tough shit, don't you?' she called into the other room.
"Big tough Breed got what he wanted. " It rankled that she was so weak against the sexual impulses he could make power through her.
She stared up at the ceiling as she listened to the water run, a small frown creasing her face at the thought of how easily she had given in to him. She never gave in, not unless she wanted to. Realizing that in the end she had wanted what he could give her more than she wanted the freedom she had barely tasted, was confusing.
"You didn't give anything up, Megan. " Her head jerked to the side, her gaze locking on his naked, powerful form as he leaned against the bathroom doorway.
Naked, he was damned intimidating. Even more so than when he was dressed. Hard muscle rippled beneath golden flesh as he stood before her like a fucking sun god. How had nature ever messed up so bad as to pair her with the golden creature standing across the room?
He was wild and free. It was in his eyes, the way he held his body, his expression. There was nothing restrained about him, nothing tamed. Not like her. Fighting to hide, to bury her dreams.
"How do you figure that?" She rose from the bed, jerking her robe over her naked body despite the frown that furrowed his brow at her movement.
"Because I like you wild. " He straightened, moving slowly toward her, the still-hard length of his cock gleaming wetly. "Because I'll take nothing from you. Not your freedom, or your choices. But I will know your strengths and your weaknesses. I have to, otherwise there can be no trust between us as partners. "
Partners. A chill raced through her at that word. She had never really had a partner, just some very close friends that she had nearly gotten killed.
Megan clenched her teeth, remembering the training mission during her final year in the Academy. It had been a disaster; her only salvation had been the fact that no one had realized just how horribly she had messed up.
The overwhelming rage and hatred of the perpetrator had frozen her, locking her mind down, filling it with pain as he slipped past the net they
had set for him. The disaster had almost been fatal, and she had sworn then that it would never happen again.
"Megan. " He stepped closer, ignoring her as she backed away from him, his expression quiet, calm. She hated that expression. It meant he had made up his mind about something and she was going to agree with him or else.
"I need to think" She drew in a deep, hard breath as he pinned her against the wall, the heat from his body seeming to wrap around her as she pressed her hands against his chest in protest.
At least, she tried to tell herself it was in protest. She was going to push him away in just a minute.
"Thinking will only get you in trouble. " He grunted again. "I've seen you when you start thinking. You get strange ideas. "
"Like what?'That took her by surprise. Her ideas always seemed perfectly sensible to her.
"Like aiming a Wounder at my dick in that canyon. " He growled as his gaze lit with amusement. "Bad girl, Megan. You could have fired by accident. "
He pressed against her, dipping his knees as his hands cupped her ass to lift her closer to that hard, hot flesh. Her robe parted, giving him perfect access to her as his cock slid against the slick, aching flesh of her cunt.
"I knew what I was doing. " She gasped, feeling her knees weaken as the head of his cock parted her inner lips.