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“Lilah…” he whispers, breaking our kiss. He rests his forehead against mine. I gaze back at him, losing myself in the bright blue hue of his irises. “I can’t leave you. I won’t… not unless you ask me to but, even then, you’ll probably have to kill me.”
I breathe a laugh. “What makes you think I won’t?”
“Oh, I love it when you talk dirty...”
He kisses me again. I fall even deeper as his hands travel around my back, holding me against his body. His tongue parts my lips. His fingers crawl beneath my shirt. It’s sweet and gentle, like nothing I’ve ever felt from any man before now. My heart bleeds his name, crying out in splendid torment.
“Let me love you,” he whispers, kissing my neck. He pulls my shirt over my head and leaves quick nibbles along my collarbone as it tumbles to the floor.
I kiss him harder. Everything twitches, sizzling with ever-growing warmth. All I want is to submit to him and close my eyes to forget about the outside world and everything that led us to this moment. No more blood or killing. No more mobsters or evil organizations ruining our lives. Just him and me.
I guide us back to the bed and we lower down onto it, shifting to fit us both on the old, twin-sized mattress. He balances on his side, embracing me as I lie on my back beside him.
Archer moves his hand down my belly. I melt as his finger slips between the zipper on my jeans. I shift my legs, parting them to let him in. He seduces me with a teasing touch, just barely gliding between my thighs while his mouth continues to work against my neck. I shake as his teeth scratch my earlobe, feeling an intense rush through my veins as desire takes hold of me.
“Archer…” I breathe.
“Say it again, love,” he says, smiling against my neck.
He slides a single finger inside and my jaw drops. I lay my head back and moan softly. Shivers dance along my spine, crippling me with each firm thrust of his hand. He crushes his lips against mine, absorbing every sound as the pressure builds. He presses my clit, rocking it side-to-side, expertly playing me like a damn musician. I roll my hips, intensifying every sensation and he plays along, matching my movements until my body tightens and I can’t move anymore.
“Archer!”
He chuckles as I come, resting his hand to feel my inner muscles twist around his fingers.
Before I can even form another thought, he pushes up to balance on his hands above me. His eyes glide down my body before he lowers himself to kiss me again.
I close my eyes as he descends me, leaving a trail of tender bites over my breasts and navel before grabbing my jeans and panties and pulling them down to my ankles. He throws my knees over his shoulders and licks his lips, saying nothing at all as he latches his mouth on my clit.
Pleasure overwhelms to me, surging through my body with each lap and suck he gives me. I moan for him, slowly losing control of my senses as he devours me. I grip his hair, pulling him deeper and he eats with even greater intensity.
I climax again, feeling my wetness overflow and he doesn’t stop until I force him to. My rushing breath does little to curb the aching desire I feel for him. I cup his face and draw him in to kiss him.
“What do you need?” he asks, words flowing between hard kisses. “I’ll do it.”
My bottom lip trembles as tears threaten my eyes again. “Hold me,” I say, barely even able to hear my own voice.
Archer doesn’t think twice. He extends his arms around me and pulls me in. The sob strikes instantly, locking my throat and spilling tears down my cheeks. His arms flex, squeezing tighter as his lips purse against my head.
“I adore you, Lilah Hart,” he whispers. “From the little toes on your feet to the fiery eyes in your head… and I will be with you until the bloody end.”
I cry harder, naked and vulnerable. There’s nothing else I can think to do but lie here, wither, and die — and I know that I would do just that if Archer weren’t here with me now. I shiver from a cold, aching dread. Even my tears feel like ice against my face. My fingers stiffen. My spine shakes. My heart feels like it’s about to stop at any moment. I might not even mind if it did.
Archer grabs the blanket at our feet and lays it over us. His body heat bleeds into my skin, cradling me in a cocoon of comfort. It leaves me breathless. The chills cease and I kindle with quiet blooms of pleasure as his hands stroke my skin.
“Close your eyes,” he tells me. “I’ll be here when you open them again.”
I take a deep breath, tilting my face up to look at him. He slides a finger along my forehead to brush the tear-soaked strands out of view and offers me a sweet smile.
I study his face, searching for anything out of the ordinary but there’s nothing. There’s no malice hidden behind his eyes. There’s no sly mischief peeking out, ready to tear the mask off and expose who he really is.
I rest my head against his chest with closed eyes. His hands stay on me, gently lulling me into a warm slumber.
Archer Allen, the bounty hunter.
He caught me.
Chapter 27
