Vengeance Road (Torpedo Ink #2) - Christine Feehan Page 0,87

into a million pieces if I keep this up. I’m so damn hard I feel like I’m going to break in half.”

Her hand found him under the towel, her fist closing around his girth. “I love the way you feel, Steele.” Her thumb slid over the crown, smearing drops over the broad head. “Maybe we’d better do something about that before you head upstairs.”

Steele didn’t need a second invitation. He yanked her panties down. She took away the darkness that always threatened to consume him, and right then, it was far too close. He caught at her and easily lifted her into his arms. “Put your legs around me. Lock your ankles.”

She obeyed and threaded her fingers together at the nape of his neck. Her legs being spread so wide apart opened her sex to him, and his cock pushed against her, seeking entrance. Very slowly he lowered her over him, sheathing that thick, steely spike one inch at a time. He felt the reluctant give of her tight muscles as he relentlessly pushed home. Her body swallowed his, took him in, gave him that perfection.

He let it take him. That feeling of euphoria. She was strangling him she was so tight. He pressed her back against the counter and began to move, slowly at first, watching her face, watching her breasts jolt with every savage thrust. He buried himself deep, wishing he could live there. Every time he withdrew and surged forward again, his body sang, and his blood grew hotter. Flames licked at him. Burned.

Every sound she made was pure music. He loved the way she moaned. A soft little cry accompanied each thrust. His hips picked up the pace because it was a necessity. He couldn’t continue slow. He needed hard. Fast. He leaned forward, sinking deep, catching her nipple between his teeth and tugging. The liquid heat turned fiery hot, surrounding him. He switched sides and flicked with his tongue and then used his teeth, this time scraping over the curve of the sensitive mound before finding her nipple and biting down.

She cried out and once more flooded him with liquid fire. He took her hard. Over and over. Behind him the door opened, and his brothers sauntered past, both barefoot and naked, heading over to the folded towels they’d placed on the table. Her fingers tightened in warning at the nape of his neck. He moved harder in her. Deeper. Wanting her to know that he would take her where he wanted, when he wanted. He’d done it often before. His brothers guarded him when he was at his most vulnerable and fucking her made him as vulnerable as hell.

She moved with him. He loved looking at the way her breasts jolted in that stretchy fabric. The visual of her laid out over the counter, her legs wrapped around him and his marks coming up under the lace, added to his pleasure, just as the sight of her had when he’d watched her blow him.

The messy knot on top of her head began to unravel with each hard thrust. He loved that too, but it was the expression on her face when she looked at him, her eyes, so dark with a mixture of love and lust. So his. He hoped that Maestro or Keys had thought to pick up the camera and capture that look for him, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her to check.

“You close, baby?” She was, he knew it. He could feel her body tightening around his. He could hear the soft little pleas began to change notes.

“Yes.” She barely managed the assent.

“Take me with you,” he commanded.

Her body clamped down on his. Hard. Vicious. A milking squeeze of tight muscles that caught at him and worked his cock until his head spun. Her low, keening cry had him emptying himself like a volcano into her. The splash of his hot seed triggered another strong wave through her body.

He lay over her, feeling the strong ripples of her body. His face was buried in her neck and he took the opportunity, in spite of fighting for breath, to suck on that soft, pale skin. Gently. She needed gentle care now. He’d been rough, and the counter was a very hard surface.

“You okay, Bree?”

“Yes, it was spectacular as always with you. I can’t think when you’re inside me like that.”

He couldn’t think either, which was a damn good thing. The churning in his stomach was gone and suddenly his world

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