Page 92 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
The world is sharper, clearer, brighter. Like the veil has been lifted, and all the colors and smells are more vivid.
“Line it up for me?”
I press my eye to the scope, closing the other.
“Your eyes will lead you, but let your other senses guide you. You have heightened senses for a reason. Make the adjustments for the wind.”
I see the leaves dancing on their branches, rustling as they brush against each other. I focus on the target and adjust my aim to allow for the interference. The sounds and smells disappear until it’s just the target. My ears ring, and the world fades into the background.
“Breathe with me.”
I synchronize my breath with his, inhaling and exhaling at the same pace, completely in tune with each other. He does it four times before holding his breath. I hold it with him.
“Make the shot.”
A loud bang resonates, echoing down the valley, and my bullet hits the target, just one inch from the red center.
A broad grin breaks out, and I squeal with delight. I did it!
I turn to face Viper, and he’s looking at me with such intense pride that I can’t help but lean forward and press my lips to his.
He stays rock still. Not moving, but his lips quiver beneath mine. I pull back almost immediately, but the damage has been done. The sparks that burst beneath my skin have already made their home in my soul.
The look of shock and confusion on Viper’s face sends a spike of anxiety through my chest.
What have I done?
He clears his throat. His ears have gone a deep red, and he shifts his hips against the ground. If I were allowing myself to think naughty thoughts, I’d think he was grinding his cock, seeking relief from a straining hard on. But I’m not. Thinking about his cock, that is.
I look down at the dirt, watching it puff in the air from my exhale. “I, uh, sorry. I’m not sure what came over me. I was excited.”
He grunts and refuses to make eye contact.
“That was a good shot, but you can do better.”
Right. Straight back to business. It’s all about the professionalism with these guys.
I follow his lead and ignore the full body tingles rippling through me. He didn’t kiss me back, and it’s already one of the best kisses of my life, behind what we did in the ICU, that is.
I press my eye back to the scope and adjust my hips, pulling my knee up to stabilize my body. I feel weak and fluttery, like I might float away on the breeze.
“Feel the gun. You’re joined. The same. The bullet is an extension of you. Put it exactly where you want it.”
Frack.My pussy throbs. Does he hear how those words sound?
Despite the raging sexual tension between Viper and I, my shots improve rapidly.
This time, when I hit my mark perfectly, Viper growls beside me with satisfaction.
“Good girl,” he says just as I squeeze the trigger for my next shot.
I completely miss the mark. The rock shrapnel sprays in a dramatic and chaotic fashion.
I turn to pin him with a glare, but he doesn’t look at me.
I narrow my eyes. He did that on purpose, I swear.
“Hmm,” he intones as he looks down a pair of binoculars at my missed shot. There is a hint of a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
