Stolen Fate (The Mythean Arcana 4) - Page 39

The words made him shudder.

She drew his head down to hers and kissed him hard, then arched her hips against him until the wetness of her core pressed against his cock.

He lost control of the kiss and groaned against her lips, the sound as close to that of an animal as a man could make. She was hot and wet and soft and so fucking perfect.

He lifted his head from hers as he fisted his cock and placed it at her entrance. The heat and wetness of her kissed the head of his shaft, making him want to drive home hard and fast.

“Now.” Her voice was needy, and it made his chest swell.

She wanted him.

He pushed into her heat, catching her gaze as he did so. He tried to watch her, to hold her gaze as her body enveloped him, but the blinding pleasure forced his eyes closed as it gripped him in a whirlwind.

So much fucking better than he remembered.

“More,” she said.

Ian’s body took over and he surged inside of her. He shuddered, dropped his forehead to hers, then picked up a rhythm that had her gasping and clutching at his shoulders.

The way her pussy gripped his cock made his balls tighten and his mind blur until he was just a mass of feeling. He wanted to hold back until she came, but his body was tightening up and the orgasm was rising relentlessly.

In a burst of energy, she shuddered beneath him, her core spasming as an orgasm wracked her. Immediately, his hips lost their rhythm, thrusting gracelessly as his body took over and sought that crashing wave of release.

When it hit him, hard and fast, his head jerked back and a roar tore from his throat. The gripping, enormous power of the thing made him shudder and heave over her, completely lost in his mind and his body and out of control.

Finally, it passed. He opened his eyes to look down at her, utmost contentment fighting with nerves. He’d lost his mind temporarily. Had he hurt her?

No. From the hazy smile on her face and the softness in her eyes, no.

He rolled off of her and dragged her to him, pulling her against his side. It had all happened so fast and —

Oh shite. His eyes popped open.

“I dinna use protection,” he said. As Mytheans, they couldn’t pass disease. But pregnancy, that was a problem.

Though would it be so bad?

“I’m fine,” she said, her lazy voice interrupting the insanity of his thoughts. “I have an IUD. It’s a little device that prevents pregnancy. That was amazing, by the way.”

His head dropped back on the pillow, relief and disappointment surging through him.

Oh, fuck. He really was losing it. To even contemplate her being pregnant with joy? He could still be sent back to prison, for gods’ sakes.

Yet the idea held undeniable appeal. Sacrificing himself for her back at the museum had been crazy, as she’d said. But it had also felt natural. And good.

But it didn’t matter how he felt about her. Prison awaited him at the end of this if he didn’t steal the book from her and force her to release him. Losing her job would crush her. He’d seen how important it was to her. And she’d hate him for it.

Hell. Falling for her was only creating more impossible problems. And he already had enough of those.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“Okay, we’ll be there soon.” Fiona hung up with Lea and glanced at the clock. Four thirty in the morning. They’d only gotten a few hours’ sleep, but it was for the best.

“Vivienne has found the way to Dalen?” Ian asked. He looked so good, stretched out on her bed.

“Aye. We can go over there now.”

He nodded and then climbed out of bed. Her muscles ached from exhaustion and use, but her mind was raring to go. As she dressed, her thoughts whirled in circles. She couldn’t banish the memory of what had just happened between them, or her fear of the future.

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