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“I can’t promise I won’t ruin you.” The words slip out before he can stop them, and he expects her to push him away.
Instead, her breath hitches and her nails dig into his forearms.
Fuck,it feels good.
“If I do, though,” he continues, bringing his mouth closer to her ear. “I’ll pick up the pieces every time.”
He could live off the delicate noises she makes and the way she struggles to contain her gasps. His thigh is absolutelysoakedwith her wetness and her scent is sweeter than he could have imagined, but he keeps himself rooted in place.
He thanks whatever deity out there for the injections the military offers, because they give him more self-control than he thought possible.
But he wants her.
Fuck, how he wants her.
His lips travel from her damp hair to her cheek, and she allows it. Her back arches in his embrace and she grants him access to her neck.
“Is this alright?” he whispers to her, even though he knows it’s not.
He shouldn’t be doing this, for an infinite number of reasons.
“Yes,” she breathes. “Don’t stop.”
It’s all he needs.
CHAPTER 17
HAZEL
Something’s wrong with her,she decides.
She’s well and truly fucked, because this is the best she’s felt since she presented.
He must feel how wet she is. She’s embarrassingly close to coming just from being held by him, and the damp spot between them is massive.
To her surprise, he’s incredibly gentle with her. His touch is almost feather light as he moves her hair away from her neck, and she tilts her head to grant him better access.
It’s just hormones,she thinks to herself.He can get me off, and I’ll go back to hating him.
It means nothing.
Then his lips are on her neck, gently sucking and nipping, and her cunt pulses. Her clit throbs, desperate for attention, but all she can do is gently rock her hips back and forth, searching for friction.
His scent hypnotizes her, along with the purr that soothes her soul.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers into her neck. “So sensitive.”
She’s embarrassingly close, and he hasn’t even been near her mating gland yet.
According to her books, he should have bitten her immediately upon scenting her. She expected him to rip the skin from her shoulder like a rabid dog, then knock her to the ground and slam his cock into her.
None of that has happened so far.
In fact, she’s ignored his obvious erection, instead letting herself use his thigh for her pleasure.
Strong hands wrap around her waist, and he hoists her into his lap with her thighs bracketing around his hips.
She spares a glance at him, and his look is so intense, so desperate that she has to drop her gaze to his chest.
