So close. If he’d just move his lower body again, she’d come.
He squeezed her right breast and then pulled down her tank top, exposing her taut nipple. He simply stared at her for a moment, making her ache from the tip of her nipple down to her swollen core.
No man had ever treated her like this, as is she were a treasure to be savored. She didn’t care if Marco had given the same look to countless others. Right here, right now, it was for her.
He nipped her skin and all thoughts fled her head. She clung to his shoulders as he gave her nipple a slow lick. He continued doing wicked things until he finally sucked her deep and bit down.
She dug her claws into his back, not caring if she drew blood, and groaned. “Marco.”
“Camilla,” he purred before moving to her other breast. When he bit her harder this time, she wondered if she could come this way.
But then he pulled away and Cam only just prevented herself from whimpering. “Stop teasing me.”
Marco ran his hands up her back, under her tank top, before moving them to the front, under her built-in bra. He started playing with her nipples again before he pinched them. The brief flash of pain that followed sent a rush of wetness between her thighs.
She closed her eyes to concentrate on his touch, and he said, “Look at me.”
She didn’t want to obey him, but he pinched harder and repeated his words. Once Cam met his heavy-lidded gaze he said, “Take what you want from me, Camilla, but let me watch you come.”
Marco’s accent was thicker now, filled with desire, and his words were less of a command and more of a request.
She grabbed his shoulders under his shirt and maintained eye contact as she moved. He pinched her nipples with each movement, building the pressure to a bursting point. As pleasure started to shoot through her body, she cried out and closed her eyes, but Marco lightly twisted her nipples and said, “Open your eyes.”
Somehow, she felt compelled to obey. Cam opened her eyes just as the spasms took over her body. She met Marco’s dark gaze filled with desire, the pull too strong to look away. I think he wants me.
When her last spasm finished, she went boneless and Marco’s hands moved to her back. He kissed her gently on the mouth and forced her head to his shoulder. Even if it wasn’t real, Cam wanted to believe for just a moment that she was cradled in the arms of a strong man who accepted her, and didn’t want to change her. She nuzzled her head into the side of his neck and wrapped her arms around his torso.
Marco’s scent surrounded her, and the image of him naked against her back, warm and protective, entered her mind. But then the enormity of what she’d just done—and of how it might change their working relationship—sank in, and she closed her eyes to think of how she could get out of this and still help Marco with his mission.
Marco laid his cheek on top of Cam’s head as he stroked her back. His cock was still hard and pulsing between their bodies, but with the warmth and weight of Cam against him, he found he could tolerate the pain of his unfulfilled desire. Especially since he didn’t know how long this would last. No doubt, any minute Cam would jump up, adjust her skirts, and pretend nothing had happened, much like how she’d acted after their kiss in the club.
He wasn’t going to let that happen. If he could just get her to trust him enough to have her naked beneath him, he could convince her that their fierce personalities would clash wonderfully in bed. He still remembered the feel of her claws in his back, and he wondered what it would feel like to have one of her claws delicately trace the underside of his cock.
With Cam, he wouldn’t have to hold back either his strength or his powers. That was a first for him, and he realized how desperately he wanted it.
Cam stirred and tried to sit up. He let her lean up, but kept a hold of her hips to keep her from bolting. He tried to catch her eye, but she stubbornly looked off to the side. He squeezed her hips and said, “Why won’t you look at me, Camilla? Are you embarrassed? Because I assure you, there is nothing to be embarrassed about—watching your eyes as you came is something I’m going to remember for a long time.”
Her cheeks flamed. “This was a mistake, Marco. It can’t happen again.”
He raised one hand to cup her cheek, and forced her head to face him. She finally met his gaze and he saw uncertainty. “Care to tell me why, beauty?”
Her eyes turned fierce. “That right there—calling me beauty—is why. How do I know this isn’t just part of your sweet-talking charm act?” She tried to slide off his lap, but he kept a strong grip on her hips to keep her in place. She poked a claw
into his chest. “I accept that your reputation is overinflated, but I won’t believe I’m the only woman you’ve charmed with your elemental powers and rough sex play.”
His powers had impressed her? “Camilla, what just happened wasn’t an act or some kind of master plan to conquer you. It was passion.” He moved his hips so she could feel him. “I’m still rock hard for you. Ever since that first tumble in the jungle, you make me hard whenever you’re near. I know I affect you too, so why do you continue to fight it?”
Cam shook her head. “Trust me, it would never work. I’m not going to give up everything I’ve worked for just so you can feel like a man.”
He raised his eyebrows. “I’m not one of those bastards who is going to try to change you just because I’ve seen you naked. Being a DEFEND soldier is who you are, and I wouldn’t take that away from you.”
She shook her head. “You say that now, but when the time came for me to give orders, you’d sing a different tune.”
He put a finger under her chin. “You’ve been dealing with the wrong type of men if they couldn’t accept an intelligent woman trying to save their asses.”
Cam hesitated a second, but then said, “And why should I trust you? You won’t even tell me about your powers. I know you’re too strong to be a regular first-born, yet you claim you’re not a Talent. So what are you, Marco?”
“If I tell you the truth, would you let me kiss you again?”