Complicated Creatures: Part One by Alexi Lawless

Author:Alexi Lawless [Lawless, Alexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, romantic suspense, romance
Publisher: VIVRANT Press Publications
Published: 2014-04-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

October—Early morning

The Pfister Hotel in Milwaukee, Wisconsin

J A C K

Samantha lay asleep on her side, facing him, her injured arm resting in front of her, leaving a space between them. Jack reached up to stroke her brow, touching lightly so he wouldn’t wake her. He was exhausted and replete, uncharacteristically fighting sleep. But he stayed awake, wanting to look at her. Examine her beautiful body. Watch her unguarded face in repose.

As the early morning sun began to filter gently into the room, Jack looked his fill, touching her lightly, gently, here and there. Her skin was so soft, so supple, covering the sleek and disguised power of her muscles. He was beginning to doubt whether he’d ever tire of touching her, seeing her relaxed like this. Especially after hours of mutual, mind-blowing hedonistic worship. Samantha had absolute control of her body. She was its master, and it was her tool. She’d shown him again and again her power and her passion, driving him over the ledge as surely as she drove herself, relentless in her pursuit of their pleasure, taking the reins from him more often than not.

Jack was unused to her level of play, the constant give and take. He was accustomed to control, to directing the scenes. Samantha maneuvered their positions as seamlessly as he did, fucking him as much as he fucked her. He understood now what it felt like to be with an equal. A true sexual partner. There was no imbalance between them. She gave as good as she got. And it may have been the most memorable night of his life, joining the handful he’d had with her since they’d met. He marveled at that—how quickly things had changed in the short time he’d become close to her.

The room brightened slowly, and he noticed the bruising on her rib cage for the first time, evidence of her spar with Simon. Jack felt instantly angry and contrite. He recalled gripping her sides hard at the pinnacle, pistoning into her as if his life had depended on it. He wanted to hurt Simon for marking her, for looking at her, for sharing little jokes with her. He didn’t care if it was irrational. It felt right to be furious for this damage to her body. He bent down, brushing a kiss against the bruise, his eyes finding the scars on her side and hip again. They were pale from age against the rest of her skin and marled; evidence that she’d been hurt badly, repeatedly. Anger heated him. As he caressed her scars, Samantha stiffened in sleep, murmuring as she shifted, her leg coming up, putting more space between them.

Jack looked up at her face. Her brows knit, eyes moving rapidly in REM. He wondered what she dreamed about as he began to fall asleep. What visions occupied the unconscious mind of a woman like Samantha Wyatt?

*

July 2006

Kabul, Afghanistan

S A M A N T H A

Lieutenant Colonel Collins had worked him over again. But it didn’t matter.

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