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I’d never felt a more instant connection. Physical or otherwise.
“We still stuck on that ceasefire?” she finally giggled.
The warmth and heat from our loins melded us together, cemented by a dripping amalgam of pure, nectar-like sex.
“I’m leaning more toward an alliance,” I told her.
Sammara glanced down to where we were still joined. “An alliance, huh? Well it looks like negotiations are going well so far.”
I smiled and kissed her on the nose. “Yeah, you could say that.”
Eventually we spooned, drifting off into nothingness. Sammara wriggled her ass into me as I folded my arms and legs protectively over her warm body. Just moments after that, she was sound asleep.
Are you really going to do this?
It was a question I’d asked myself a thousand times before. But now, watching the rise and fall of her steady breathing? I was never more sure of the answer.
This was the woman I wanted. The one I’d always told myself was out there, but somehow never found. That I’d get to share her with my brothers-in-arms was a radical idea, and one way different than anything I could’ve imagined.
But it was all the more awesome taking care of her with Kyle, and Dakota, and Briggs.
Four of us. And now, her. We could be unbreakable. Inseparable.
I wanted it more than anything in the world.
Squeezing her into me, I inhaled the wonderful strawberry-like fragrance of her hair… mixed in with the faintest scent of what might’ve been an egg roll.
Then I fell away into that deep, gratifying sleep only the post-orgasmic get to enjoy.
Thirty-Two
SAMMARA
He took me again in the morning, rolling me onto my back and spreading me beneath him in the half-light of dawn.
I opened my thighs eagerly for him, enjoying the pleasant soreness between my legs as we made love slowly, dreamily, still caught up in the throes of sleep. There was no distance between us now, so I clutched Ryan’s body tightly against mine. Focused on the hardness of his muscles, the weight of his taut, military-sculpted body as it pistoned slowly in and out of me. I chewed on his shoulder, screwing myself around him as I came, and when Ryan finally spent himself inside me we locked eyes so intensely that I swore I could see into his soul.
Bedding this man was like winning a prize fight: tough but worth it. I felt like I’d pushed through the struggle of his dark, brooding nature and was finally seeing the kind, caring man beneath.
And as a lover…
God!
To put it bluntly, I’d never been fucked like I was last night. Never been so thoroughly and completely owned by someone, emotionally as well as physically too. It was a thrilling and wonderful thing, even though my body was paying for it now. As I took a much-needed shower in the motel room’s crappy plastic stall, the one thing that rang true was that I’d really been put through the paces.
When I got out Ryan was facing away from me, slipping his boxer briefs up his legs. By the time he turned around, much to my disappointment, they were already covering his ass.
“You smell like wantons,” I laughed, shaking out my hair.
“Wait until the drive back,” he smirked. “Think my clothes are bad? Your jeep is going to be apocalyptic.” He shrugged apologetically. “I don’t even know why you showered.”
“Oh I disagree,” I teased. “I think you know exactly why I showered.”
Finally dressed, we bid our little hideout goodbye. I threw the bed one last wistful glance, knowing it would always hold a special place in my memory.
The morning was bright and clear, the air fresh and fragrant. I breathed as much as I could into my lungs… until we ducked back into the dingy parking garage and opened the door to my jeep.
“Holy fuck.”
