Page 67 of Corbin
He looked down at her with water splashing off his face and upper chest like a Titan in a storm. When she moved up against him, he grabbed her hips. “Careful. It’s been a long time.”
Her mind jumped to who he’d been with, but years had passed, and she’d been with someone. As shifters, their bodies burned away any germs or disease. She would not hold anything over him that happened while he was captured and mistreated.
“Are you angry at what I said?” he asked with a sick look on his face. “They brought females in during my first year. I was half out of my mind and wanted to feel the touch of a female more than sex. After two times, I couldn’t stomach being around those women. I kept seeing your face and wanting you.”
Just the fact that he said it had been a long time reminded her that his life had not been easy, not filled with dating and laughter. No love.
She had plenty to give him. She laid her head on his chest. “I had a dark period after my father died. I tried to outrun the pain with a human male, but it was short-lived. I regretted my lack of control, which was before I found out he was more interested in the life of a celebrity than anything.” Lifting her gaze to Corbin, she smiled. “If he’d known what a nightmare my life has become, he’d have run screaming before I kicked him out. You angry with me?”
Shaking his head, he said, “I care too much about you to be angry over something I wasn’t here to help you with.”
Tears ran down her face. “I’m so glad you’re with me right now.”
Lifting her up to him, he kissed her tears, then made love to her mouth. She held his face in her hands.
He held her heart in his.
The more his lips demanded of hers, the more her body wanted to claim his.
Moving up and down, she moaned at the heat stirring between her legs.
His hand reached between them and stroked a finger inside her.
She tightened her muscles and held on. “I want you inside me this time.”
His eyes darkened with a hungry need that matched hers. This close, she could see streaks of gold through his sultry brown gaze. When he slid his finger from her, she lifted her hips and rubbed the head of his length, then eased herself down one inch at a time.
He stilled. His big body shook. Dropping his forehead to hers, he dragged in one hard breath after another. “You feel incredible. I am so damned lucky to have you in my arms.”
This morning, she wanted nothing to do with another man.
Right now, she could not imagine being without this one.
Moving in and out at a snail’s pace at first had her ready to beg again.
Her leg muscles were strong from years in dance classes. She used them to grip him harder. His fingers tightened on her bottom then he relaxed them as if worried he’d bruise her.
Shifter here. She could take anything he dished out. “Don’t hold back,” she said before sliding up and down faster.
A growling sound rumbled up his throat. He gripped her hips and took over setting the pace, pushing hard, pulling out slowly, then back in deep again.
Pleasure grew from a hot spot to a burning surge in her belly.
His hand found her breasts and tormented the tips of her nipples with his rough thumbs. She bit down hard to keep from crying out.
He hammered into her faster and slipped a finger down to stroke her. She clutched his arms, her fingernails digging in, andarched up, calling his name on a long wail. He exploded right behind her, filling her with warmth.
She rode him until he slowed down and pulled her safely against him. He rubbed a gentle hand up and down her wet back. She finally noticed the water streaming off her skin. Her arms fell limp at her sides.
He throbbed once more inside her, and then he was done.
Another big old smile curved her lips.
Life with him would be amazing. She had to tamp down on her feelings. They were safe and happy in this moment, but she had problems that could bury them both. To be fair, she had to fix her mess before thinking about a future with anyone, especially a future with him.
Tomorrow would show up with plenty of headaches.
She would shove all that away so they could have tonight for themselves.
