She shook her head and smiled up at him. “I want you to take me to bed.”
His dark brown eyes lit with golden desire. “Don’t tempt me.”
“I’ll more than tempt you,” Lisette promised. Leaning into him, she wrapped her arms around his waist. “Since I don’t have to hunt tonight, I intend to ride you hard and put you away wet.” She frowned. “Wait. Is that how that saying goes? It didn’t sound right.”
Zach wrapped his arms around her. “It doesn’t matter. I didn’t hear anything after ride you.”
Laughing, she leaned up and nipped his chin. “So what are we waiting for?”
His brow furrowed as he brushed her hair, left loose, back from her face. “Are you sure you’re up to it?”
She did feel a little weak. Or maybe a lot. “Okay, I’ll ride you another time.”
He hid his disappointment fairly well as he loosened his hold.
Lisette linked her fingers behind his back instead of releasing him. “You’ll have to ride me instead.”
The golden flames flared brighter. He was already hard for her. “I nearly lost you, Lisette. I don’t want to push things if you need more time to recover your strength.”
“The truth is,” she said, abandoning all levity, “I don’t care how we do it, Zach, I just want to feel you inside me.”
His arms tightened.
“What happened—finding out I was trapped in that sea of nothingness for five days and came so close to not waking from it—scared the hell out of me.” She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. “I’m still cold from it and need to feel your warmth all around me.”
Hugging her close, Zach kissed the top of her head.
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“We’ll take it slow then,” he said, his fingers reaching for the buttons on her shirt.
“I’m going to have to start wearing T-shirts again,” she murmured, “so you can just yank them over my head.”
He shook his head. “I like the buttons.” He slipped the first through its corresponding buttonhole, parted the material, then moved on to the next. “I like the slow reveal.” He freed the next, his warm fingers brushing her cool skin. “Like seeing your beautiful body exposed an inch at a time.”
She was beginning to like it, too.
With the last button unfastened, he drew the soft cotton material down her arms and let it fall to the floor. Her breath shortened at the look in his iridescent eyes as he reached around behind her and unfastened her bra. The lacy material fell away, exposing her breasts.
“Touch me,” she whispered.
“Soon.” He tucked his fingers in the waist of her pants, unfastened the button in front, and drew the short zipper down.
Kneeling, he drew one of her feet onto his thigh and went to work on the laces of her boots.
Lisette braced a hand on his shoulder and combed the other through his soft hair.
One boot and one sock hit the floor. The others soon followed. Then he drew her pants and underwear down to her ankles and watched her step out of them.
“Your turn,” she said, eager to feel his naked body against hers.
Rising, he doffed his boots, socks, and leather pants.
She loved that he went commando under the last. “Now take me in your arms and make me forget the cold.”
Chapter Twelve
Zach’s chest tightened at the vulnerability reflected in Lisette’s amber eyes. Wrapping his arms around her, he drew her up against him.
Concern rose. “You are cold,” he said, the chill in her flesh nearly making him shiver. She must be weaker than she had let on if she couldn’t even regulate her body temperature.
Lisette said nothing, just rested her head upon his chest and snuggled against him.
Rubbing his hands up and down her back, Zach infused her with heat until the chill left her skin.
She sighed. “Thank you.”
Were he a stronger man, he would’ve refused to make love to her until she returned to full strength.
But she seemed to need him as much as he needed her.
And Zach really needed her.
Lifting her into his arms, he drew back the covers on the bed with a thought and settled her on the sheets. As soon as he lay down beside her, he drew the soft material up again to keep her warm.
She curled into him, drew a slender leg up his, and hooked it over his hip, opening herself to him and ratcheting up his need.
“Slow and easy,” he insisted, though his body craved more.
She nodded.
It felt almost as though they were making love for the first time. Zach took his time, sliding his hands over her soft skin and relearning every curve, dip, and hollow. Even when his pulse increased, his breath shortened, and his body screamed for release, he moderated his touch, delivering unhurried strokes that made her tremble with desire. He caressed her breasts and gave one hard, tempting peak a pinch.