Page 87 of Starfighter’s Salvation

I took her down. One arm around her waist, one hard turn, and her back hit the mattress hard enough to knock the air out of her. I caught both her wrists in one fist and pinned them above her head.

She stared up at me. Hair wild across the pillow. Chest heaving. Pupils blown wide and dark.

"Hours," I said. My voice came out wrecked. "I sat in the dark with a wall at my back and the enemy closing in. Do you know what I thought about?"

Her throat worked. "Tell me."

"This. You. Under me, saying my name." I dragged my free hand down her ribs, over her hip, along the soft inside of her thigh, and she shivered. "I was not done with you. I refused to die before I proved it."

"You almost did." Her voice cracked down the middle. "I had to leave you, Corvan. And I couldn't get back to you fast enough."

I pressed my forehead to hers, stopped myself from scolding her for risking her life to save mine. There was no command I could give her that she would obey. I was just going to have to accept that, the same way she accepted my need to protect her.

Fuck. Every emotion I had exploded inside me like a storm. "I need to be inside you."

The bond hit us both at once. The mark at my nape burned white-hot. Hers answered and the pull beneath my breastbone turned into a roar.

I stopped talking.

I took her mouth like a man drowning. No finesse. Teeth and tongue and a groan I felt in my bones. She arched into me, a hard, hungry sound tearing out of her throat. She tasted like salt and female and every tear she had refused to let anyone see.

Her wrists twisted in my grip. I tightened it.

"Stay," I said against her lips.

"Make me."

Heat punched straight down my spine to my hard cock. "Tell me to stop, Gina. Say the word and I will."

"Don't you dare."

I slid two fingers into her. No tease. No mercy. She was soaked, so slick and ready I groaned out loud, and she cried out and bucked against my hand. I fucked her with my fingers, hard and fast, my thumb grinding over her clit while she fought my grip and I held her down. The wet sound of her body filled the room, erotic and perfect. Her heels dug into the mattress.

"Look at me."

She did. Wild eyes. Wrecked breath. "Corvan, I'm⁠—"

"I know. Do it. Come for me."

My fingers curled and she shattered.

Her back bowed off the bed. My name tore from her lips as her body clamped down on my hand, and the bond threw her pleasure straight through my chest like a shockwave. I nearly came.

"One," I said.

I did not wait for her to breathe. I could not. I shoved her thighs wide with my knees and settled between them, her heat against my cock, and every muscle in my body locked.

I stopped there. The head of my cock pressed to her entrance. Her body fluttered against me, wet and wanting. My hand shook around her wrists.

"Look at me."

Her eyes opened.

"Say it, Gina. Who do you belong to?"

"You." It broke in the middle. "You. I'm yours. I chose you, Corvan."

"Again."