Dead Ahead by Lexy Timms & Autumn Gaze

Author:Lexy Timms & Autumn Gaze
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military romance, romantic suspense, contemporary romance, Mob romance, crime romance, thriller, bully romance dark romance, billionaire romance, new adult romance, sexy hero, hot and steamy, romance, ageless romance, FICTION / Romance / Contemporary FICTION / Romance / New Adult FICTION / Romance / Romantic Comedy F, sexy, hired wife, coming of age romance, bully romance college, mafia, enemies to lovers, moutain man, military, navy, navy seal
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2022-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Triton

I HAD TO POSSESS THIS woman. Some need within me screamed for release, to claim her as my own. I didn’t know what this was or where it had come from—stress, trauma, or fear—but I’d never felt anything like it. Her mouth around my erection had felt incredible, and she worked magic with her lips and tongue, to the point that I felt my orgasm pounding towards me. But I wanted more. I needed more. And I recognized the same in her, the way her eyes watched me with bright hunger, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.

The power with which I was attracted to her was magnetic, every inch of my body yearning to press against her, feel her warm, soft skin against mine, smell myself mixing with her sea-salt-honey scent that I found so intoxicating. The only thought swirling through my mind was how desperately I needed to sink myself into her.

Capturing her back against the rock, holding her in a cage of my arms, I looked down at her for a moment, taking in the way the moon danced across her creamy skin, bleaching the color, making the bright cherry of her kiss-swollen lips stand out, begging to be kissed, possessed, used.

Looking down at her, the wave of desire that washed over me was so powerful, it made my desperate. I rocked forward, capturing her mouth with mine at the same time I yanked down her bra straps, one hand fumbling with the clasp while the other ripped at her panties. I could still taste myself on her, and the remembered feeling of her mouth on me made me impossibly harder, heat rippling through my body.

She cried out when I plunged a finger into her hot, wet center, her eyes squeezing shut as she bit down into her bottom lip. As I alternated between swirling my finger and plunging it in and out, she moaned breathlessly, her fingers digging into my biceps.

I lowered my head to her breasts again, the salt still on her skin mixing with the ripe fruitiness of the juice. A gasp wrenched from her core lit the air with fireworks as I swirled my tongue around her erect nipples and their pebbled surface, her nails so deep in my skin I thought she might draw blood.

Her skin against mine was on fire, sticky with sweat, salt, and fruit juice, her eyes wild with desire. I worked until she was moaning, tremors dancing under her skin, her hips swiveling to draw me in deeper.

Withdrawing my hand, she seemed to know what was coming, undoubtedly knew, because she tilted her hips forward. I plunged in, and she screamed, her head thrown back, her back arching.

Dimly, as I pumped in and out, I recognized that this was all about the lizard part of my brain needing to release the toxic mix of memories and adrenaline from the day. But I also didn’t care.

There was nothing gentle about any of this. We might not survive the next day, never mind the next week or the next month.

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