The Innocent and the Outlaw (Outlaws of the Wild West) by Harper St. George

Author:Harper St. George [St. George, Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-06-30T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Hunter didn’t know how long he lay there above her. With his face buried in her neck, his arms on either side of her barely keeping his full weight from her, he was having trouble regaining his composure. With every breath he breathed in her heady scent, salt mixed with the undercurrent of wildflowers, and he couldn’t get enough. His heart rate slowed as his breathing normalized, but he still couldn’t get his mind around what had happened. One minute they’d been talking, arguing, but then he’d kissed her and hadn’t come up for air until...well, until now.

Even now all he wanted to do was rock against her and keep her beneath him, some primitive voice in his mind repeating “mine” as he took her so many times she’d feel him for days. Even then he wouldn’t want to give her up, not until he’d gotten enough, but something told him it would be a very long time before he got enough of her. A soft hum of pleasure brought him back down and he realized he was tasting the tender spot behind her ear, the tiny indentation just where it met her neck, the tip of his tongue making small circles there as if he couldn’t help himself.

She shifted beneath him and he remembered how small she was and that he was probably crushing her. It took all he could do to pull himself out of her and then move to her side. Grabbing a pillow, he pulled himself up a few feet on the bed and grabbed her, hauling her up to lie next to him across the mattress. He caught a glimpse of red on her thigh and felt the first real twinge of guilt since everything had started. Christ, he’d never really thought that she was a virgin. Inexperienced, yes, but never had he thought that someone—anyone—in that godforsaken town wouldn’t have tried to claim her as his. How had she escaped the attentions of Campbell’s men? Was Campbell such a tyrant that none of them bothered with her? She was sweetness and gentleness wrapped in a package of strength and intelligence. It didn’t make sense that she would still be untouched.

Though guilt tried to stir within him, he couldn’t summon up the regret that he knew he should feel now. Looking down at her, his fingers trailing a lazy path up and down the silken skin of her back, he liked that he was the first man to claim her. He, who preferred women who knew what they were doing in bed, who preferred women who sought out lovers as aggressively as he did, was glad that she had been a virgin. It made that voice in his head all the louder.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

His hand curved over her bottom and he squeezed gently, the need to touch her so strong that he couldn’t seem to stop. She was lying on her stomach, still and quiet, and he needed to know how she felt, if she was still angry.

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