Page 32 of Defying the Relic Hunter

“Me? Sexy?”

“Very much so.”

“Wait a minute. You’ve been snooping in my head again.”

“I’ll do whatever is necessary to keep you happy. Did you or did you not find Ivan in bed with your best friend?”

I bit my lower lip as I remembered that awful day. “I did, and I fried Ivan’s nuts with my stun gun.” I smiled as I remembered his shrieks.

“That’s my girl. Now I want you to concentrate on me not that pansy-ass prick.” Ethan flexed like a body builder. “Can you do that?”

“Ah, yeah. I’d have to be dead from the neck down, not to enjoy looking at you.” My cheeks heated under Ethan’s slow scrutiny. Did I feel self-conscious about my less than perfect body? Hell, yeah. He was the second man to see me nude, but instead of disgust all I saw in his eyes was desire.

He made his pecs dance.

I laughed in delight. Ethan might be a hotdog, but he was a lovable one. “Where did you learn to do that?”

“In my misspent youth I took a job as a dancer.” He flexed his pecs in rapid succession.

“I’m surprised General Jones allowed it.”

“As soon as he found out, he dragged me home and made me join the Marines.” Ethan did a slow body roll, followed by a hip grind and pelvis thrust.

I hooted.

Grinning, Ethan spun-kicked into a floor hump, then broke into some raunchy moves that put those erotic dancers in Las Vegas to shame.

He was sex on two legs, and I wanted to lick every inch of him.

Ethan boogied up to me, grabbed my hand and twirled me under the water. Before I could protest, his soapy hands were everywhere.

My senses reeled as he stroked the bar of soap between my legs. “You’re. You’re. Seducing me.”

“I am.” His big hand cupped my crotch, and my inner muscles quivered in anticipation. “Admit it. You want me as much as I want you.”

“Maybe.” I moaned as he finger-fucked me until all rational thought vanished and all that was left was carnal need.

His warm mouth closed over my right breast, sucking it to a stiff, aching point.“Say the words and you can have all the hot, monkey sex you desire,”Ethan murmured in my mind.

My body was on fire. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. I burned for Ethan.“Fuck me, please.”

Dozens of phantom hands suddenly caressed every inch of my body, sending quivers of heat streaking through me.“Are you sure? Once we do this, there’s no going back.”

Was my loneliness playing a part in my decision?Probably. I wanted what Ethan was offering.“I’m sure,”I cried. “Please. I need you. Now!”

Ethan’s mind swept away all my mental barriers until we were as one. His body moved against mine, hot, aggressive and perfect.

I met him kiss for kiss, touch for touch.

The muscles of Ethan’s hard torso flexed with a sinuous strength as he lifted me.“You ready for the ride of your life?”

I wrapped my legs around his hips.“Yippee-ki-yay! Ride ’em cowboy!”

I caught a fleeting glimpse of inch-long tentacles before he thrust into me. The shock of his powerful invasion made me cry out. The tentacles vibrated wildly, and my eyes rolled back in my head. It felt so damned good.

He drove into me harder, deeper, stretching me until we were a single entity. I felt the mating bond snap in as a brain-jelling climax hit. Spasm after spasm shook me as I fought to get my breath back. I was amazed at the sense of contentment that settled over me. Ethanwasthe other half of my soul. The lonely spots in my heart were gone. He would never abandon or betray me. I was no longer clanless. I had a family again.

Shrek called, “Are you sanitized?”

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