Lost in Barbarian Space(40)
First, he wanted to watch his beautiful woman come.
Honor had never felt so consumed. She was writhing on the edge of her orgasm, and she was filled with Colm. He stretched her with a pleasure-pain that felt so good.
It was so sexy watching in the ice mirror as his thick cock disappeared between her legs. Her body accepting him. She thrust back against him, loving that with him, she didn’t have to worry about her strength.
His finger pressed down on her clit in firm, slippery circles. Oh, so good. His touch was a little rough. Just how she liked it.
“Yes, Colm. I’m going to come.” Her movements got faster, less controlled.
“Come. Come on my cock. Milk me, my little warrior.”
She did, her husky cries surrounding them. Electricity raced through her body.
Colm slammed her down hard. He held her down, she was so full of him. He growled, grinding against her as his own release hit him. Then his growl became a roar.
Honor couldn’t hold herself upright, so it was lucky when Colm collapsed back, taking her with him into the fur.
He made sure his cock stayed lodged inside her and his big body curled around hers, keeping her warm. He nuzzled her hair with his face. “This is where you compliment me on my warrior stamina.”
She laughed, and it sounded suspiciously like a giggle. God, she felt good. Well loved, cherished.
With that thought, a touch of tension invaded her languid body. It was silly, really. He’d made it clear he wanted her in bed, but nothing else. Silly to feel cherished.
“What?” he growled.
She realized she’d tensed up…and he was sensing it. She forced herself to relax. “Nothing.”
She leaned her head back so she could see him. “So how long until you warriors are ready for round two?”
He pulled away from her, his cock slipping out of her. She wrinkled her nose at the loss.
But then he grabbed her—God, the man was so strong to handle her like she weighed nothing. She found herself on her back in the fur, an aroused warrior lowering his body on top of hers. He lifted one of her legs and pushed it against her chest. God. She was wide open to him.
Then she felt the probe of the thick head of his cock between her legs.
“Why don’t I show you?” he murmured.
Colm showed his ruthless side this time.
He thrust inside her hard. His hands slid along her arms, his fingers tangling with hers, and then he slammed her arms above her head. His hips powered forward as he pumped in and out of her.
“Yes, Colm, don’t stop.” Honor felt the soft fur at her back, the hot, hard warrior above her.
She should have known this ruthless warrior would use the same focus and determination he had on the battlefield in bed.
His hands slid back down, and then Honor found her legs on his shoulders. He knelt between them, his hard cock powering inside her. She looked up at him.
His face… It was set in fierce lines of need. He stared down at where his cock was spearing in between her swollen folds.
“You look very pretty stretched around me, Honor.”
“Make me come again,” she panted.
“I will.”
He thrust deep and she felt the orgasm slam into her. The pleasure rippled through her body. She turned and sunk her teeth into his arm.
He growled, plunged in again, then pulled out. She heard him groan and felt the hot splash of his seed on her belly.
Colm dropped her legs down and collapsed beside her. She was gratified to feel his chest heaving. She wasn’t the only one completely wrecked by this.
His arms closed around her, pulling her head against his chest. “Mine.” A masculine rumble.
The sweat and the results of their loving glued them together, and she held on. She wanted to believe he meant it.
She knew he didn’t want a partner or a mate. She was an interesting diversion for her warrior.
He didn’t want someone to delve into the angry secrets she knew he was hiding.
A hand stroked down her back, leaving a shiver of sensation in its wake.
Just enjoy, Honor. His hand moved over her ass, slipping between her legs to stroke her. She trembled under his bold caress. For now, that was all she could do.
Chapter Eleven
Colm came awake suddenly.
What had woken him? He took a second to take in the warm woman snuggled in his arms, the warm fur wrapped around them. He breathed deep, drawing in the sweet smell of her. Honor.
But his nanami were vibrating. He let them expand, his senses moving outward.
He heard sounds. The scrape of something—a foot?—on ice. A quiet grunt. An answering grunt.
He shook Honor awake. “Get dressed,” he said on a soft breath.
She sat up, pushing her hair from her face. She blinked at him, and his serious look must have gotten through. She jumped to her feet and grabbed her clothes. She pulled on the bottom of her enviro suit and strapped the top of it to her backpack.