Page 60 of In a Dangerous Orbit
It was like some barrier had broken and his control shattered. He thrust inside her, stretching her, making her feel so good.
“Baby,” he groaned.
The rhythm of his thrusts lost any sign of measured control until he was pounding inside her. Her blood was so hot she felt like she was burning up. Desire was a tight coil in her belly and growing tighter by the second. She scored his back, knew her nails had left a mark, but she was completely lost to the pure fire of loving him.
He took her mouth, his kiss wild and needy. He drank from her lips. His hands reached back and took hers. He slammed them above her head and his fingers entwined with hers.
Her previous orgasms had been slow builds. Desire piling on desire until she’d burst.
This one crashed into her like a runaway comet.
Xenia cried out, sobbing Axton’s name.
A second later, he bucked against her, holding his cock lodged deep inside her as his release hit.
Sensation poured over her. The scent of Axton mixed with the musk of sex. The beautiful stream of moonlight falling over his dark skin. The feel of his hot body against hers. The sound of his ragged breathing against her neck. And the taste of his kisses still on her lips.
Nothing had ever felt more perfect than this moment.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he murmured against her skin.
It should have been sweet, but instead, she tensed. And now that he’d had her? She knew Axton had his choice of women. From high-profile society Centaxians to ambassadors’ daughters, women flocked around him, hoping to become Prime Consort.
Xenia knew one day he would find one of those glittery society ladies to be his consort. She’d be gentle, well-spoken, gracious. She’d be able to make small talk with ambassadors and magnates, host parties, and do a bunch of other hostess things.
The thought of small talk and parties made her mouth go dry.
What the Prime Consort wouldn’t be was a CenSec.
“Hey, whatever you’re thinking, stop it.”
She glanced up and saw intense green-gold eyes staring down at her.
He traced a finger over her kiss-swollen lips. “So now...”
She swallowed. “Now?”
“I want you again.”
He rolled, flipping her so she was on top, straddling his hard stomach.
She steadied herself, palms flat against his chest, and pondered the implications of the new position.
He smiled. “That’s right, baby. The control’s all yours.”
She smiled. Then gripped his still-hard cock, lifted her hips, and sank down on him.
His smile wiped away. The muscles in his neck strained. “Fuck.”
“I intend to.” She rocked her hips. Oh, he felt even bigger this way. “I’m a quick learner, all my Security instructors said so. I think I’ve learned enough from you the first time around to get the hang of this.”
“Xenia.” A primal growl.
Desire roared through her, chasing away any trace of her dark thoughts. She rose up until just the mushroom head of him was left inside her, then she sank back down. “I’ll need practice. A lot of practice.”
CHAPTER SIX
Xenia woke and stayed still while she tried to work out what had pulled her from sleep. It was dark and…moonlight was shining in from the ceiling?
