Avenged(29)

“I need to get the condoms that are in the first aid kit and we both need to pray to every single higher power that might exist that they’re not expired.” I dropped a hard kiss on her parted lips and took a step back. “We’re also going to have to get creative with that busted wing of yours. I’ve been living like a monk in this monastery and was locked up for longer than I want to think about before that. I want to be gentle and considerate with you, but when you let a wild animal out of a cage, it can be impossible to control.”

She tossed her head back and laughed at my graphic analogy and again I was amazed at how effortless everything with her seemed to be. She should be running away but instead, she reached out and traced the underside of my cock with her finger. It jerked at the gentle touch and my stomach tightened.

Mirth and amusement battled with arousal and excitement in her eyes. “I’m not worried about getting bit. In fact, I’m kind of looking forward to it.” She curled her fingers around my erection and gave the shaft a squeeze that had my eyes rolling back into my head. “If you’re as good with this as you are with your mouth, I won’t be able to feel any pain I might be in over the pleasure. I can’t wait for that kind of painkiller.” She licked her lower lip and I immediately slicked my tongue over the wet trail she left, savoring her flavor and letting my teeth sink into the plump curve, taking my first bite.

Her fingers tightened around my cock, making me put my hand around her wrist and pulling it off before I got so lost in what she was doing to me and what she was begging me with her eyes to do to her that I forgot protection. I vowed to take care of her, and making sure she made it off this mountain with memories and nothing more than that was part of it. I kissed her again and dashed to the bathroom so I could scavenge through the white box that I’d used to patch her up that first night. Someone had told me the condoms were actually to keep ammunition and firearms dry in an emergency. I didn’t give a shit why they were in the cabin; I was simply grateful that they were. Because all the stars seemed to have aligned the night she tumbled into my arms, the condoms were good and there were plenty of them to get us through the night.

I walked back to where she was still perched on the edge of the bed and tossed the sleeve on top of the quilt. Now that I knew we were good to go, there was no stopping the rush of blood and shot of adrenaline-laced anticipation that worked through me. She looked better than a way out of jail. She felt better than a promise of a future outside of the Point. She smelled better than wealth and extravagance. She sounded better than all the lies I’d convinced myself were the truth.

I kissed her and took her back down to the mattress. I ran my hand over her collarbone and across the swell of her breast. I covered the sweet skin with my palm and rubbed steady circles over the crest until her nipple beaded and poked anxiously into my touch. Once both peaks were pebbled and hard, stained ruby red with arousal, I moved my mouth to one pointed tip and sucked it into the warm cavern of my mouth. I trapped the opposite side between my fingers and tugged. The motion brought her shoulders up off the bed, which made her wince and had her good arm curling around my shoulders so she could hold herself still while I sucked on her and nibbled on her delectable flesh.

I trailed my mouth along the valley between her breasts, stopping to leave biting, stinging kisses along the way and admiring the way my beard left her porcelain skin pink. There would be no missing where I had been. There would be a map of pleasure for her to follow when we were no longer in the same life. She wouldn’t be able to wash me away or wipe me off, and that made my dick throb and my hands harder than they should have been as I held her to my mouth and tortured her other nipple with teeth and tongue.

She whimpered below me, legs falling open and her hand sliding its way along my back and across my hip until she could reach the erection between my legs that was pointing right at her. I jolted as she circled the tip with her thumb, bending the rigid shaft toward her wet center. She arched more fully into me, pushing more of her full breast into my mouth, moaning my name when I used my teeth with more force than I intended to. She put a heel on the edge of the bed and let her leg fall to the side so she was wide open and exposed. I grunted in response, my breath locking in suddenly seized lungs as she maneuvered the crown of my dick against her slick folds and started to lift her hips and grind against the hardness.

“Fuck me.”

I couldn’t stop myself from moving, from rocking into that heat and wetness. I could feel the bud of her clit rubbing eagerly along the underside of my cock and it was enough to make me forget my own name. “You don’t fuck fair.” I was trying to take my time, to make every second we had count and she was pushing me toward the point of no return.