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I had no doubt Snake would have done his best to dig the bullet out of his arm on his own, then ridden off if I hadn’t been here. He was strong, but stubborn and… not stupid, just overconfident. And he was so damn hot. I was reaching for him before I’d even realized it, pushing his hair back from his face.

He stirred but didn’t wake. I watched him as I ate my sandwich, which was probably super creepy, but I couldn’t make myself leave the room. I wanted to be there if he woke up. It didn’t matter that he clearly wanted me there because he was hoping for a hookup to go along with the medical care I’d provided. Why not give him what we both wanted? I could still feel how delicious he’d felt on top of me.

Because he’s scary as hell, mixed up in who knows what, and going to take off as soon as he can stand up without falling over.

Were those really good reasons not to fuck him, though?

You hate hookups. You get attached too fast.

Fuck, I was already attached. I already cared way too much about keeping Snake safe. I wanted to call Beau back and find out what we could do to protect him. I even considered calling the Theriots, Beau’s mafia allies, and seeing if they could help, but they were just as scary as Snake.

My mind drifted back to the possibility of ignoring all the warning signals going off in my brain. Would Snake be as rough and demanding in bed as I imagined? Would he hold me down and take what he wanted? Would that scare me or be as good as it was in my fantasies?

It didn’t matter. He was hurt, and he needed to sleep, and I had to stop thinking about how his hands would feel on me, or I wouldn’t get any rest. I should go find a blanket and pillow to use on the couch and focus on praying Snake’s wound didn’t get infected.

But when I finished my sandwich, I didn’t leave. I set Snake’s food on the table on his side of the bed, hoping he would notice it if he woke up, then I slid into bed with him. I thought it would take me forever to fall asleep, but the next thing I knew, I was waking up to sun coming in the window and Snake pressed against my back. He rubbed his face along the back of my neck and breathed deep.

“You smell good,” he murmured. His breath tickled me and made me shiver.

I felt his cock pressed to the seam of my ass, and I fought the urge to push back and rub myself against him. “What are you doing?”

“Do you really need to ask?”

“What about your arm?”

“It already feels better.” He pulled me tighter against him. “We should celebrate that.”

I groaned as he nosed my t-shirt out of the way and nibbled at the curve of my shoulder.

“We shouldn’t—”

“Wrong. This is exactly what we should do. I want to feel good, and I know you do too.”

I did. So much. It had been way too long since I’d been with anyone, and I’d never been with a man like Snake. One who turned me on just by his presence.

“You need to be careful. I should look at your arm.”

He shook his head. “Later.”

“Snake.”

“Right now what you should do is ride my dick.”

Oh shit. “You really… want that.”

“Of course I want that. You’re hot as hell.”

“I wasn’t when I… After I…”

“You helped me. You weren’t even sure you could trust me, but you helped me anyway.”

“I… You could’ve died. I mean, you still could.”

“I’m fine. And now I want to make you feel just as fine as I do.” He kissed my neck, sucking gently on my skin. I bit my lip to keep from begging him to go harder.

“Y-your arm has to hurt.”

He teased the edge of my ear with his tongue. “It does, but you can make me forget about it.”

“I’m really not sure I—”

“Trust me.” He gripped my hip and worked himself against me. “You can.”

I whimpered, and heat rushed to my face.

“Damn, make that sound again.”

He traced his hand down my chest and palmed my cock. I gasped, and in no time he had me whimpering again just like he wanted.

“So fucking sexy. Come here.” He tugged on my hip, letting me know he wanted me to turn over. I rolled to face him.

His smile was unlike any I’d seen from him before. It was soft and caring, a smile that could almost make me believe this was about more than just him getting off.

I knew better. This was about pleasure and nothing more. I could believe Snake really did want me to feel good as a way of thanking me, but it didn’t go any further than that. His heart wasn’t fluttering like mine. He wasn’t being assaulted by tender feelings. Damn, wouldn’t that be convenient? Why the hell did I have to fall for guys so hard and fast?

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