Delta Force: Cannon: Wayward Souls by Norris Kris

Author:Norris, Kris
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kris Norris
Published: 2019-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Cannon was going to die. Right there in the bedroom. Jericho in his arms, her body snugged against his. She seemed completely at ease, while his damn heart pounded against his ribs, his dick so long and hard, he expected it to explode at any second. And take him with it because the way she was looking at him…

He’d been in complete control. After four hours spent casing a bar Ty Brown was rumored to frequent only to come up empty handed, Cannon had used the ride home to calm his nerves. The ones that were getting antsy with the utter lack of progress. Over a week since Jericho had nearly died, and he’d gotten nowhere. Not one concrete lead.

So, he’d used some breathing techniques—gone over a bunch of old army strategies—just to rid himself of the excess adrenaline coursing through his veins. The twitchy feeling that usually required a pitcher of beer or a few rounds of sex to quiet. But since he hadn’t thought either was on the table…

Sure, he wanted Jericho. Was certain he’d used up every reserve ounce of restraint the past few days resisting the urge to do more than hold her. But, she was hurt. Had stitches. And he knew how to shut down his needs. Lock them in a box and tuck them away until the timing was right. Until she didn’t look as if she was about to pass out. Didn’t grimace every time she moved.

He’d been doing just fine—had prepared himself for the instant infusion of her scent. The cute snuffling noises she made when she slept. How she’d curl into him the moment he got into bed with her—stay that way until she woke the next morning. Then, he’d walked into their room and spotted her leaning against the headboard, seemingly lost in thought.

He’d adapted. Put more of his energy into staying loose. A quick conversation, and he’d continue with his plan—tamp down the burning ache in his groin. The one giving him permanent blue balls. He’d strip down to his boxers, pray his dick didn’t rip through the fabric, then take pleasure in holding her all night.

Everything had been going according to plan, until she’d stared at him with all the heat he was feeling inside. He’d tried to talk his way out of it. Remind her she was still healing. Still weak. But she’d trumped his hand and kissed him.

His brain had fried. All rational thought just burned away, with nothing left but raging desire. Arousal so damn strong he wasn’t even sure he’d get his pants off before shooting his load. Not that he’d be done. He was sure he could go several rounds and not come close to quenching his need. Easing the ache in his balls. But that was the problem.

Despite being better than when he’d found her, she still wasn’t a hundred percent. Her mouth still twitched when she walked. And just thinking that he could hurt her—would hurt her because, damn it, gentle wasn’t on the table.

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