Page 127 of The Fallen One


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I watched as he began mentally undressing me. Really taking his time, too. Bonus points for his knuckles kissing his jawline, stroking up and down as if contemplating all the ways he’d make me come.

That belt around his waist was going to forever intrigue me as I wondered how he might use it. He’d already confessed on the jet he didn’t want to be rough with me, but maybe bondage would be . . . fun?

I tapped my fingers against my mouth as he stared at my lips, looking like he might break his decision to abstain and ravish me. “You’re going quiet on me.”

“Not for the reasons you think.”

“Oh, I think I do know.” I wasn’t able to hold back the seductive tone in my voice any more than he was able to stop himself from coming for me.

He captured my waist, his strong palm curving around my body, and he spun me so my back was to his chest. We were like quantum entanglement ourselves—when two particles linked together, no matter how far apart they were in space and time.

Basically, a match made in heaven.

Pushing my hair to the side, he dropped his mouth over my ear. “I can’t share that bed with you.” His free hand went to my abdomen in a possessive hold, then he slipped his rough palm under my tank top and cupped my breast like he owned it.

God do you ever. “I can put my sweatshirt back on if that helps?” He pinched my nipple, then rolled it between his fingers, making it even harder. And with his dick pressing against me, I had to bite back a moan. “You’ve already seen my breasts. Nothing new. We should be okay.”

“You’re funny.” He squeezed my tit again, his hand capable of holding all of me. This man was so much bigger than me and larger than life. Yet, he made me feel like I wasn’t just the center of his world but his entire galaxy.

“I’ll never grow tired of seeing you. Touching you. But no, it’s not your top that’ll make sleeping next to you impossible” He let go of my breast and whirled me around. Capturing my face between his palms, he drawled, “It’s your mouth.”

He kissed me hard, and I kissed him right back.

So much for restraint and being mission-focused. The world was screwed.

The sound that came from this man as his lips made love with mine could only be defined as a snarl-like growl. My wolf. He matched my passionate kisses and upped the ante, giving more than I thought possible.

“Fucking fuck,” he hissed.

Two things I knew for certain: my mother was wrong about the word fuck. It wasn’t unbecoming. When Carter said it, it could, in fact, make me come. And secondly, I wished more than anything this man would go ahead and do exactly that right now.

He’d already penetrated my metaphorical walls. Why not my other ones? Maybe sex wouldn’t be a distraction, but a very welcoming reboot to our energy and focus?

“How do you keep doing this to me? Making me lose control?” His voice was barely a murmur as he continued to hold my face, keeping me close to him—a place I could easily stay forever.

“I suppose there really must be a physics explanation for what’s happening between us,” I whispered, eyes shut in anticipation of the more I wished he’d give me.

“Physics.” The word fell from his mouth, both a question and heavy with disdain for the subject matter, as he untangled our limbs from our intertwined state. “I suppose I should’ve let Dallas stay in here to protect you from me.”

He returned the little smile that’d snuck up on me, and seeing him wear it did wonders for my overall state. That smirk gave me hope that maybe I could pull off a miracle and come up with a solution to a seemingly unsolvable problem.

“We’re supposed to behave, I know.” I did my best to mask the reluctance in my voice. “Your team needs us. Their families and everyone else’s families are relying on us.” I surrendered a nod to let him know I was back on track.

It was impossible to deny how effortless it truly was between us. Heck, even all the way back to 2011 when we first met, we just clicked. Wrong time. Right people.

He cocked his head, quietly staring at me. His eyes turned impossibly darker, his voice husky, as he claimed, “To be clear, I want to take you on this bed right now. Spread your legs open and lick that sweet cunt. Fuck you against every wall in this room. Impale you on my cock and watch you ride me. Then take your ass. And after that, we shower together. Preferably without our clothes this time.”

I faltered. Not just one step back, but a few. Turned on but also hung up on one particular part. That dick in my ass? Ouch didn’t even begin to describe how painful that sounded. Yet, there I was, growing even wetter at his speech. Distracted yet again.

“But you’re right, we have to behave. I already forgot I came here to give you an update, not a twisted fantasy script.” He swallowed those three steps and crowded my personal space, stealing my breath, too. “When this is over, and you save the world, I’ll give you anything and everything you could ever want from me in the bedroom, got it?” He tucked his fist below my chin and urged me to meet his eyes. “Tell me you hear me.”

I did, but . . . “And out of the bedroom, too, right?”

He expelled a deep breath that coasted over me. “I’ll do my best. It’s been a long time since I’ve known the difference between right and wrong. I’m trying to do the right thing now, but all I want to do is be with you and say fuck everything else.”

Oh God. “The last thing in the world I want is to be the one to corrupt you.”

A low, deep laugh rumbled from him, and the sound was as sinful as his smile. “You can’t corrupt me, angel.” He leaned in and brought his mouth over mine. “Save me, though, maybe.”

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