Page 114 of Killer Secrets (Tempting SEALs 5)

With her lips still melded to his, stinging kisses raging between them, she managed to wriggle from beneath him, pushing at his shoulders, nipping at his lips, and silently demanding that he roll to his back.

He pulled her with him as he did, draping her over his chest as one hand slid into the fall of her hair that cascaded over her shoulder, the other playing up and down her back, stroking the fires burning inside her higher, hotter.

She was burning alive for him now. She needed him. Needed him inside her, wrapped around her, needed one last memory of his touch and his love to sustain her in the future.

Just in case. Just in case he walked away once he learned how she had deceived him.

Kira pulled her head back, forcing her eyes open as she stared down at him, seeing the brick-red flush along his dark cheekbones, the glitter of lust in his tobacco eyes, and the need in his expression.

He needed her, needed her touch and her love just as much as she needed his. It wasn't a one-way street; they met, they fit together.

"What are you going to do now?" His lips quirked as he stared back at her, his lashes lowered sensually over his eyes.

"You're mine." Her hands flattened against his chest. "I claim you, Ian. Do you know that?"

Something else flared in his gaze then. Possessiveness, satisfaction, and more. As though the claim were a pleasure itself.

"No less than I claim you, Kira." His voice throbbed with demand. "You're a part of me that I never want to lose."

She knew the emotions she had glimpsed in his eyes then. Her chest clenched with them, her womb flexed, and a sense of belonging swept over her with the power of an orgasm. It lit fires inside her that hadn't been there before. Fires that flamed brighter, hotter than ever before and built the arousal to an almost painful degree.

"I need to touch you." A soft cry filled her words as her head lowered to his neck, her tongue stroking over it as his often did hers. "I need to feel you all the way to my soul, Ian."

He tensed violently beneath her, his eyes dilating in response to her ragged cry as her lips nibbled at his chin, stroked back down his neck. She slid down his body, feeling the sheen of sweat beginning to form on his flesh as the raging length of his cock pressed against her thigh.

"Baby, any time you want it," he groaned. "Any time you want me, I'm yours."

If only that were true.

Her lips moved to the hard, flat disc of a male nipple. Her tongue played with it, the salty taste of his flesh exploding against her taste buds as her nails raked down his arms.

She loved his body. The hardness of it, the way the tough, lean muscles flexed and rippled beneath her touch. The way perspiration gleamed on sun-darkened flesh and the scattering of chest hair rasped over her palms and her nipples.

She loved stroking him. Loved the way his eyes narrowed on her and pleasure gleamed in their fiery brown depths.

Her lips moved from one hard male nipple to the other. Her tongue licked over it before she drew it into her mouth and felt it harden further.

Her pussy was weeping with need. She could feel her juices gathering and falling to slicken the swollen lips. Her clit was engorged, throbbing. So desperate that as Kira played the temptress on Ian's nipples she rubbed the desperate knot of flesh against his thigh where she straddled it.

Hard male hands bunched in her hair as she moaned, rocking against his thigh and nibbling at the tight flesh before licking the hard little point.

Her clit raked over tough, hair-spattered flesh and her juices dampened his thigh. The world began to recede as pleasure began to rock through her.

"You're like silk and satin, Kira." His hard, gravelly voice was a different stroke of pleasure. "Silky mouth, satiny pussy. Wet and sweet for me."

She whispered a cry over his chest as she began to move lower. She had to taste him. Needed to fill her mouth with the male strength and hunger beneath her.

"I love touching you." The breathless words whispered past her lips without thought. "I love feeling you like this. So hard and powerful."

She licked at his hard abdomen, raked her teeth over it, skirting the throbbing head of his cock as his hands pulled at her hair.

Tiny streaks of fiery sensation exploded along her scalp as his hips flexed and the engorged cock head stroked along her cheek.

Oh, she knew what he wanted, what she wanted. All of it. Every sensual touch of pleasure wrung from both their bodies.

Her tongue peeked out, raked along the crest, and a muttered groan left his lips. The hard stalk of flesh throbbed and pounded with need as she moved lower.

She licked over the tight flesh, but didn't linger. As she moved between his thighs, her gaze fastened on the tight, hard spheres that had drawn up tight beneath the hard shaft.

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