Page 36 of Warrior's Purpose

6 Highway Haven

Abby

Abby nibbled her lip while staring at the hotel phone, debating if it was safe to call Hope. No doubt the Feds located them using her credit card. Who was to say they hadn’t tapped her sister’s phone, or the whole damn family for that matter?

“Nope, nope.” She threw her hands up. “Sorry, Hope. I know you’re going to freak out, but I can’t risk it.” She backed away from the phone like it was going jump out and bite her. “Shit! I hope they don’t detain her when she gets to the club. Maybe the cops will be gone already. Please, Hope, just keep driving if you see things are sketchy.”

Abby squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated real hard, attempting to send a mental message to Hope. It was incredibly foolish, but aliens were real, why not a little telepathy between sisters?

Her eyes went wide as saucers when the bathroom door flew open and Ash stormed into the room, like a soaking wet rampaging bull. His lips were curled back exposing sharp fangs as a fearsome growl vibrated out. Ash turned left, then right, then stopped dead in his tracks.

“Who were you talking to?” Confusion morphed his face.

She relaxed, realizing what happened. For a moment, she thought they were in danger.

“I was just talking to myself. There’s no one else here.” She put her hand to her chest, willing her heart to stop beating a million miles a minute.

“Oh. Sorry I frightened you.”

Water dripped from Ash’s disheveled silver hair, running down his bare chest. She followed the rivulets over and between his pecs, down to the stacked muscles of his abs, then gaped.

“Um, Ash?”

He was naked as the day he was born. His cock hung heavy between his corded thighs. The man was thick and long, with a broad crown. He was built just like she was familiar with, except his shaft was studded like a tricked-out sex toy. She knew she should look away but couldn’t. She couldn’t even lift her jaw from the floor. Ash’s cock grew stiffer the longer she stared, and her breath burst out in an audible shocked gasp. How could he possibly get any bigger?

“Abigail,” Ash husked her name.

She jerked her gaze to his face. This was the first time he’d said her real name. Despite the sensual velvety deep tone, she also heard the warning in his voice. She was frozen by his penetrating dark eyes. A frisson of nervous desire coursed through her as she realized she was tempting a barely leashed beast by staring.

“Sorry.” She licked her dry lips.

Ash stared at her breasts heaving in the bustier. Her nipples stiffened to hard points under his heated gaze. A subtle growl vibrated in Ash’s throat, growing deeper by the moment. She couldn’t catch her breath. The room felt like it was closing in on them. Ash was so damn imposing and tall. She backed up, attempting to get a grasp on her wayward emotions.

The slight move broke their feverish standoff. Ash swiftly captured her, his steely arms banding around her as his mouth found hers. The tension that had been building between them exploded. She opened up, reveling in the spicy sweet flavor that burst in her mouth. She shoved her tongue into Ash’s mouth, wanting more of the intoxicating treat. Their tongues collided, desperate and hungry.

Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto the edge of the bed. Ash followed her down, their mouths still connected. His hands tangled in her hair as he consumed her lips. For being new to kissing, he learned fast. She reeled at the euphoric tingling sensation that rapidly spread from where their lips meshed, wreaking havoc on all her senses. Her nipples ached and her clit throbbed, all from just one heated kiss. She gripped Ash’s broad shoulders, attempting to hold onto a shred of sanity.

Ash released her mouth. “Tell me, no,” he growled into her ear.

His mouth enveloped her earlobe and laved it, before moving lower. She took in rapid breaths as he placed open mouth kisses along the curve of her neck. The sensation of his fangs grazing her skin made her shiver. Ash reached the swell of her breasts and paused. He looked up at her with those fathomless ebony eyes, and the desire she saw swimming in their depths promised ecstasy.

“Tell me no,” Ash insisted again as he hovered over her breasts.

That would’ve been the smart thing to do, but she was way past that point. Her back arched, pressing her breast against Ash’s waiting mouth. He released a deep rumble of satisfaction as he gripped the bustier and ripped it down the middle. She gasped at the intensity of the impatient act.

Ash wrapped his lips around one turgid peak, his large hand palming the other. Abby kneaded his muscular shoulders as he laved her nipple. With each pull she felt a responding tug on her clit and her pussy flooded with more moisture. She rubbed her legs together to relieve the building ache. Abby whimpered when Ash released her nipple. He took in several deep huffing breaths as he moved lower, his nose tracing the swell of her stomach, till he reached the waistband of her shorts.

“I want to taste you.” His voice was deep and guttural.

Abby shivered as she reached for the button on her fly. Her fingers fumbled, and Ash had to help her. He quickly had her shorts undone, tugging them down along with her panties. Ash hastily pulled them off her ankles, leaving the strappy borrowed heels she wore. He sat at the end of the bed staring at the view of her naked body. A twinge of embarrassment filled her. She’d never had someone study her with such intensity. She attempted to close her legs, wondering if Ash was reconsidering this or found her lacking in some way.

“No.” Ash pushed her knees wider. She relaxed, realizing he was curious.

Ash grabbed her foot, lifted it to his mouth and kissed the inside of her ankle, then worked his way up her body. She bit her lip when he reached her thighs, knowing how wet she was. He extended one long finger and traced the seam of her pussy.

“You are so pink here.” He teased her moist lips, splaying them to see her hidden flesh. “Look at how wet you are,” Ash groaned in appreciation, as his fingertip rimmed the mouth of her vagina. “What is this little bead of flesh?” Ash asked, his finger grazing her swollen clit.

“My clit.” Abby pulled in a sudden breath, stunned by how sensitive she was.

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