Page 22 of In a Dangerous Orbit
“You’re Vega-Lyran.”
She stayed silent, but they both knew she didn’t need to say a word.
He nuzzled her neck. “It’s okay, beautiful. I know who you are and no one is taking you anywhere.”
Damn him, he was making every one of her carefully constructed defensive walls crumble. His lips pressed to her racing pulse point beneath her ear.
She arched back into him. She knew she should push him away. From the first moment she’d seen him, she’d known—even without using her ability to see the future—that this man would be dangerous to her.
But she couldn’t push him away. All the energy singing through her turned to pure desire and she knew if she didn’t have him, at least once, she’d regret it for the rest of her life.
His very hard cock nestled against her ass and she rubbed against him.
He groaned and nipped her ear lobe. “Tease.”
She started to turn, but he stopped her.
“Uh, uh. First time, I’m taking you. You just have to enjoy.”
Her legs turned to mush. He swiveled their bodies until they faced a mirror on the far wall. His hands came up and cupped her breasts. The heat of him seared through her shirt. His mouth returned to the side of her neck, nipping, licking, kissing.
She couldn’t look away from the sensual sight of them. She watched as he opened the buttons of her shirt and stripped it away. Next, her bra followed.
“You have gorgeous breasts,” he murmured.
As they filled his hands, she looked at his strong fingers cupping her soft skin. He flicked at her nipples and she shuddered against him. Normally, she seduced her lovers, not the other way around. She knew what she liked and when she liked it. It was heady to have him take control and to just feel.
Hunt pressed hot kisses against her nape and then followed the trail of her spine. His fingers reached around, unfastened her pants and then he was stripping them down her legs.
“So damn beautiful,” he murmured.
He urged her forward until they reached the bed. He nudged her up and she knelt there, him behind her. By the infinite energies, they looked a sexy, wanton picture.
“Push your panties down, beautiful.” His voice was a rough growl.
Relda licked her lips and did as he asked, as far as she could get them. His hand was dipping between her legs in an instant. She watched that big hand curl between her thighs, felt one finger slide over her clit and through the wetness gathering between her thighs.
“Damn, hot and wet.” He started a ruthless caress, rolling her clit between his fingers.
Her hips surged against his hand, little cries escaping her throat.
“That’s it. I want to watch you come.”
The man was intoxicating. Her hard, rough marshal who just wanted to take care of her. No one had ever taken care of her.
One finger sank inside her and her head dropped back on his shoulder, her cry echoing in the room. He dragged his thick finger out, then two slid back in, leaving her feeling full. She was making frantic movements now. His thumb was still ruthlessly working her clit and when he leaned down and bit her, right at the join of her neck and shoulder, Relda came hard.
As the sensation took her, she stared blindly at the mirror. Saw the intense satisfaction on Hunt’s face and the flush filling her cheeks.
She would have collapsed forward and hit the bed, but his strong hands were there holding her up.
Now his face looked a little savage, desire a stark stamp on his features.
“I’m going to have you now.” He reached down and in one swipe, tore her panties off her. His blue eyes met hers in the mirror. “It’s going to be hard.”
She bit her lip, feeling the sweet sting of desire building again. “I like hard.”
With a curse, he stood, and in seconds his trousers were gone.
