Page 39 of Born to Bleed

He groaned against her, his fingers finally slipping through her folds, finding that ultra-sensitive bundle of nerves that so-desperately needed touching and drawing soft circles around it. “How did I taste, love?”

Oh, god. It was just a dream, but it had felt so real. “So fucking good,” she admitted, her hips rocking against his hand.

“What happened next?” He raised his body over hers again, his fingers increasing their speed while his eyes locked into hers. She was so close, she was so damn close. He stopped moving again, drawing a needy whimper from her. “What happened next?”

“I climbed on top of you,” she breathed, his fingers returning to their gentle massaging of her clit. “I rode your cock hard and fast.” It was long and thick and so, so good that she’d almost come from the dream alone.

“Did you come on my cock?” he asked, one finger dipping into her core as his thumb pressed into her clit.

“No,” she moaned as he pushed another finger inside.

“Why not?”

“You woke me up.”

Hayden’s fingers curled inside of her, nearly making her come apart right then and there. “Well then I guess I owe you one, huh? For ruining your grand finale.”

Before she could think of something to say, his fingers began curling, massaging the bundle of nerves deep within her, his thumb pressing into her clit with the perfect amount of speed and pressure.

The pleasure exploded, her entire body quivering as she bit down on Hayden’s shoulder to keep herself from yelling out and letting the whole camp know what they were doing. They probably already knew… she wasn’t exactly quiet.

Hayden’s fingers kept working her as wave after wave of orgasm rocked through her. He didn’t stop until she saw stars, physically pushing his hand away because she couldn’t take another second of it.

Holy. Freaking. Hell.

That was, without any shadow of a doubt, the best orgasm she’d had in her entire life.

Hayden knew her body like he’d been her lover for decades, not like this was their first sleepy night together.

After a second of soaking in the pleasant tiredness that came with a toe-curling orgasm, Anna turned her attention back toward Hayden. She reached for him, finding his hard cock pressing against his jeans, just begging for her to take it out and pay it the same careful attention he’d paid her.

Except Hayden’s hand caught her wrist, stopping her from going any further.

“Let me return the favor for you,” she grinned, pressing a quick kiss to his mouth.

“No, Anna.” He kissed her again, his lips lingering on hers. “Not tonight.”

He… didn’t want her? “But I—”

“Do not owe me, or anyone else, anything.” He kissed her nose. “That was no favor. I did that because I wanted to. Now sleep.”

She was exhausted, yes, but… that was not how sex worked? No man gave a woman pleasure and then just didn’t take his own. The fact that he’d taken care of her first was plenty more than most did.

His lips took hers before she could voice her argument. His lips were gentle, sensual. Then he pulled away, tucking her head into his chest and leaning back, closing his eyes.

She could fight him on this. Move down and take him into her mouth like she had in her dream.

Except tiredness was creeping in, taking hold of her. Hayden’s warm arms were so comfortable around her, his chest the perfect pillow, and he had told her he wanted her to sleep, right?

Anna let herself fall into the lull of sleep, listening to the sounds of nature and Hayden’s strong heartbeat, basking in the lingering waves of pleasure.

Maybe Hayden wasn’t just a good man in general… maybe he was a good man for her, too. Maybe he was exactly what he said he was, and none of this was a show after all.

Maybe he could be her good man.

Chapter Nine

FOR THE NEXT WEEK, life went on in a weird, quiet calm. There was a sense of normalcy that shouldn’t exist considering the fact they bordered enemy territory, preparing to infiltrate it and murder a top-ranking UNR official.

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