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Carson nodded. “You’re right, but it would still take time. It’s not easy terrain and you’d have to know our exact location. Mason made sure he was off the beaten path. Do you think they’d bring a chopper up here in the dark?”
“Doubtful, but if whoever it is wants to get here, they could be on their way at dawn.”
“I don’t know that we’re secure. We need to get a good night’s sleep, see if we can retrieve that package, and then move out. We can work our way around the mountain and get to Otter Cove or the abandoned landing strip where Mason has a couple of snowmobiles.”
She was standing behind him and could feel his concern and frustration. Carson stood and wrapped her in his embrace, lowering his head and trailing kisses along the curve of her neck. Amelia’s body went on high alert, but not in a bad way. Every erotic synapse began to spark as heat and arousal surged through her system.
Carson had the most profound effect on her body. All he had to do was get close and her libido went into overdrive. He was barely more than a stranger—okay a stranger who saved her life, but still. She realized the link not only worked two ways, but that she could sense things from his end, things he wasn’t telling her.
“What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.
“Nothing of any importance,” he murmured as he swept her up into his arms and carried her out of Mason’s little doomsday room, closing the door with his foot.
Setting her down by the bed, he reached for the hem of the sweater she was wearing. She shoved him away with both hands. “Tell me.”
“It’ll wait until tomorrow. I’ll leave early and go fetch your package if I can. I’ll bring a snowmobile back with me. We can dig out the other one in the shed, pack what we need, and get out. We’ll be long gone before anyone else gets here. I’ll keep you safe. Let’s let it be for the night. We’ll deal with the rest come morning. I promise.”
It wasn’t so much his words but the deep purring she could feel coming down the link that had her capitulating. He turned her in his arms so that she was facing away from him. The melodic sound of his voice combined with the purr and the way his hands roamed over her body convinced her, against her better judgment, to yield to him and her body’s own demands.
This time when he reached for the hem of the sweater, she covered his hands with hers and drew it over her head, tossing it toward the foot of the bed.
“So much nicer,” he purred as his hands circled her body, taking each breast in one of his hands to play with them—palming them, tracing her areolas with his fingers before rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Amelia sighed and leaned back into him, rubbing her backside against the rigid line of his cock held captive in his jeans. The harsh denim grated against her ass, not uncomfortably, though—just another sensation to be enjoyed. She brought one arm back above her head, wrapping it around his neck, and allowed her other hand to rest on his as it drifted down to cover her mound. Amelia moaned in pleasure as he slipped his hand between her legs.
She wasn’t sure what it was that Carson did to her, but she was beginning to hope he’d never stop. That he was an alpha male and dominant wasn’t in question, but it was an easy, self-confident dominance that invited her to surrender to him. In the end it didn’t really matter that she knew very little about him—he was a geneticist, he had a twin brother, there were bad guys out to do bad things, and he was sexy as hell. The only part that mattered to her at the moment was the last part as arousal surged through her system, bringing with it heat and pleasure.
His fingers swirled around her clit, flicking and teasing as pleasure and erotic pressure began to build inside her. While one hand played between her legs, the other was busy playing with her breasts and nipples. She brought her one hand up to play with the nipple he wasn’t busy tugging and pinching and received a sharp pinch for her troubles.
“Mine. You’re all mine and from here on out, you take the pleasure only I give you or that I tell you to give yourself. Understood?”
She moaned, biting her bottom lip but letting her hand find his as he fondled the upper half of her body. Her nipples were so sensitive and swollen she thought they might burst. The thumb of his other hand pressed down on her clit as his fingers curled up inside her pussy, making her gasp. Unexpectedly the gasp became something more as the sweet tension that had been steadily building erupted in a climax that caused her to shudder in his arms.
“Good girl,” he purred as she shivered in the aftermath. He turned her around, his hands reaching down to cup the globes of her ass and pull her even closer to his body. “I want you so much. We’re going to be so good together.”
One hand came up, his fingers tangling in her hair and fisting a handful so that he could angle her head where he wanted. He gave her locks a small tug and Amelia melted into him. His tongue traced the seam of her lips and when she opened for him, it surged inside. There was nothing awkward in kissing Carson. It was as if they’d done it a thousand times before. Was this what he meant by being a fated mate?
His mouth moved from hers, trailing feather-like kisses along her jaw and down her neck. He kissed a path to her breasts, circling one areola before licking its nipple before closing his teeth in the tiniest bite and sucking it into his mouth. Amelia sighed and trembled in his grasp as he lavished her nipples with affection and the occasional edge of his teeth.
He moved his hands so he could lift her up and set her in the middle of the bed, laying her out like some sacrifice to a gorgeous god of decadent sex. Carson removed his jeans, laying them across the foot of the bed with the sweater she’d had on. He loomed above her, looking every bit the salacious demon bent on taking the offering laid before him.
Amelia had never cared for the idea of a sacrificial virgin. She opened her arms, spreading her legs in wanton invitation. “Please, Carson.”
He smiled. “Well, since you asked so sweetly, how could I refuse you?”
He knelt on the bed between her spread thighs and then stretched out along her body, making a place for himself there. Holding her ass steady in both hands, he tilted her body up until she was in perfect alignment with his cock. He forced his cock inside her in a single, long, continual push.
Pleasure suffused her senses as her pussy spasmed around him, drawing him in deeper. He eased out and then thrust back in with a singular focus—to get to the end of her channel. Her head fell back as she moaned in pure bliss. Over and over again, he stroked into her with a relentless passion she had never felt before. There was no subterfuge or hiding from Carson. He was who he was, and he wanted her.
She felt him let slip the iron control he’d been exerting to raise the level of her pleasure to something not only had she not felt before but had not even known existed outside of really steamy romance novels. As he thrust into her repeatedly, she held onto him as if he was the only thing anchoring her to this plane of existence.
He held onto her as her inner walls shook and quivered. Amelia tried to wrap her head around the intensity of their connection and the way he’d been right about all of her senses being heightened, most especially that of touch. Her breath sped up and became thready as the noises she made went from moans to whimpers to sighs as her orgasm drove her toward the edge of the abyss. Her body stiffened in anticipation, and she began to pant, terrified of the amount of pleasure he was able to inflict on her and embarrassed that he could undo her to this extent.
Suddenly, he was right there with her, right on the cusp of pure ecstasy. He gave one hard, last, ruthless thrust deep inside her, and she screamed out his name, her pussy spasming as she clamped down hard, her legs trembling as she writhed in his hold, greedily milking his cock, savoring every bit of pleasure as he held her in his arms, grinding against her and emptying his cum inside her.
He rested on her, his weight pressing her into the mattress as he kissed her relentlessly, fusing their lips together as he held her face tenderly in his hands. Amelia was pinned down, surrounded by Carson in the most sensual, delicious manner. She was pinned by his weight and knew there was nowhere else she wanted to be.
Wrapping her in his arms, he rolled to his back, allowing her to slide off him but ending up with his thigh between hers and her body about halfway on top of his.
