Page 76 of Whispers and Warriors
The cabin door creaked open and Liam slipped inside, his handsome face etched with weariness and something else—excitement? He shut the door quietly behind him.
“Emma,” he said softly, coming to stand beside her. “I have news. Good news. But you can’t tell the others yet.”
She turned to him, searching his bright blue eyes behind those black-rimmed glasses she loved. “What is it?”
A smile tugged at his lips. “We’re just over a week out from land. Our new home.”
Joy and relief flooded through Emma. After everything they’d endured, a safe haven was finally within reach. She threw her arms around Liam’s broad shoulders, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, exultant kiss.
He grunted slightly, and she pulled back, concerned. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“I’m fine, Em. Just a bit sore still.” His strong hands gripped her waist. “Nothing your touch can’t heal.”
Heat ignited low in Emma’s belly as she met his intense gaze. Her fingers trailed down his muscled chest and stomach, dipping teasingly beneath the waistband of his pants.
“Then let me take care of you,” she purred. “Shut the door.”
Liam’s blue eyes darkened with lust and he pulled his glasses off, setting them down on the nearest nightstand. He reached back without looking, flipping the lock. “Gladly.”
In a swift movement, he captured her mouth again, kissing her deeply as he walked them backward toward the bed. Emma’s heart raced, her skin flushed and tingling, craving his touch.
She reluctantly pulled away from each other, tugging at her pants and top instead of waiting for Liam to remove them the way she usually liked. She just wanted to touch him, to celebrate/
This was the Liam she only saw behind closed doors—a man filled with a fiery passion, the gentle tenderness in his touch, the way he made her feel cherished and desired beyond measure. In his embrace, she felt a profound sense of safety and protection, a sanctuary amid the chaos of this fractured world.
Tumbling onto the nearest twin bed, Emma’s last coherent thought was that as long as she had Liam and the others by her side, she could face anything. Their love was her strength, her guiding star. And soon, they would finally have the home and future they’d sacrificed so much for.
Her hands roamed over, brushing against hers as she did the same, while he lowered her onto the mattress. Liam’s calloused palms caressed her soft skin as if mapping every curve and valley. Emma arched into his touch, needing to be closer, to feel him everywhere.
In the backof his mind, Liam registered Bash and Chris’s voice as they entered the room and quickly slammed the door shut. But right now, in this stolen pocket of intimacy, his entire being was focused solely on the amazing woman in his arms. The determined survivor who had captured his heart so completely.
“Emma,” he murmured reverently against her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the column of her throat. “My beautiful, brave Emma...”
She threaded her fingers through his thick hair, holding him to her as she hooked a leg around his hip.
Groaning, he settled between her thighs, his hard length nudging her slick entrance. Their gazes locked, breaths synchronizing, and then with a smooth thrust, he buried himself deep inside her welcoming heat.
Twin moans of pleasure filled the room as they began to move together. Slow, deep strokes gradually built in tempo, stoking the flames. Emma met him thrust for thrust, nails digging into his back, urging him on.
Liam knew he wouldn’t last long, not with the intoxicating slide of her body gripping him so tightly, not when every gaspand whimper spurred his own desire to dizzying heights. But he was determined to bring her with him over the edge.
Shifting his weight to one arm, he snaked a hand between them, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. Emma cried out sharply as he stroked in just the right way, back bowing off the bed.
“That’s it, Em,” Liam encouraged headily, hips snapping faster. “Let go for me.”
A few more direct, tantalizing touches had her unraveling in his arms, her body arching with the force of her silent scream. Her inner muscles tightened around him in a rhythmic dance, drawing him further into ecstasy. With a deep, primal groan, Liam surrendered to the overwhelming sensation, releasing himself completely, his warmth spilling deep within her.
Liam’s breath came out in harsh pants as he thrust into Emma’s welcoming heat, drowning in sensation. Her silken walls gripped him like a vice, spurring him closer to the edge with every flex.
He lifted his gaze, meeting the burning intensity in Bash and Chris’s eyes as they watched the erotic display. Liam’s lips quirked. “I don’t need you two hating me,” he called over his shoulder, voice strained with pleasure. “Get over here.”
Bash moved in an instant,drawn like a moth to flame. He stripped efficiently, revealing his now tanned skin and rippling muscle, the prominent bulge in his briefs betraying his aching arousal.
Settling on the bed before Emma, Bash fisted a hand in her curls, angling her flushed face toward his straining erection. She parted her kiss-swollen lips, taking him deep without hesitation.
Bash groaned as Emma’s hot, wet mouth engulfed his throbbing shaft. The sight of her kiss-bruised lips stretchedaround his girth, cheeks hollowing as she sucked him deep, was almost too much to bear. Electric pleasure raced up his spine with every swirl of her clever tongue.
He tightened his grip in her silky curls, resisting the urge to buck into the blissful suction. Instead, he let her set the pace, her head bobbing enthusiastically as she lavished attention on his aching cock. Liam’s steady thrusts jostled her forward, causing Bash to hit the back of her throat. She moaned around him, the vibrations making his balls draw up tight.
