Kyler's Justice (Assassins of Gravas Book 3) - N.J. Walters Page 0,54

frustrated, angered, and hurt her. On the flip side, he’d also made her feel beautiful, important, and cared for. And safe, safer than she’d ever felt in her entire life. In short, he confused the heck out of her, but she wanted him. If she only had days to live, she was going to make the most of them.

Nearly all of her life had been spent hiding—emotions, ambitions, wants. It had been about survival. But for the duration of this trip, she was free to do as she pleased.

Her plan had been to entice Kyler. The way he’d kissed her in the control room had shocked and delighted her. Whatever was going on inside his mind, he wanted her, had fought it as she had, but was just as helpless against it.

Then he’d tried to walk away, even though he was hard and aroused—no hiding the bulge in his pants. And why had he tried to leave her? Because he was worried about her and wanted to take care of her.

Whatever barriers had remained between them had dissolved. Here on this ship, they were a man and a woman. No pasts, no obligations.

Whatever had possessed her to tease him, she had no idea. Being sexually forward was new to her. She was quite enjoying it.

But she’d unleashed something darker and deeper than she’d ever imagined. His black eyes were molten. The tether that he always seemed to keep on his emotions had slipped, leaving her with the true man, the feral beast that lived beneath the calm image he projected to the world.

Lost and lonely. He was both, just as she was. They were kindred souls in that.

Back against the wall and him an immovable force in front of her, she was truly trapped. Yet it wasn’t fear welling inside her, but a need so deep and strong she didn’t know if it could ever be satisfied.

“Kyler.”

He shook his head, went to his knees before her, hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, and leaned forward. She could barely breathe. Anticipation stretched to the snapping point when all he did was stare. Balancing on one foot, she clutched his shoulders for support. His big hands gripped her hips, holding her in place.

“You smell sweet and spicy.” The low rumble of his voice sent shivers of longing shooting out to every part of her. He raised his head. There was no hint of a smile. If anything, his intensity level had ramped up to another level. “You smell like home.”

Before she could comprehend what that meant, he dragged his tongue over the lips of her sex. It was rough and tender in turns as he explored and probed, tasting and mapping every part of her. Excerpt for her clit.

She squirmed, trying to get him closer to where she wanted him, but he pulled away, teasing, promising without delivering.

Desire cranked tighter. She yanked on his hair, but still, he didn’t give in to her demand. “You’re killing me,” she gasped. She would have slid to the floor of the unit if it weren’t for his hold on her hips.

“Never,” he fiercely replied. When his lips finally wrapped around the tender nub of nerves, her stomach clenched. When he sucked, the top almost blew off her head.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” She bucked her hips. It wasn’t enough. So close. His tongue lashed the small bud and the world around her exploded. She arched back and cried out as her body melted from her orgasm. But he didn’t stop, didn’t relent. The release went on and on until it was almost painful.

“Stop.” This time, she tried to drag his head away.

He growled, his eyes gone feral. “Never.”

She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or run. All she could do was ride out the storm she’d unleashed. He did lower her leg back to the floor. She gave the wall her full weight as he slowly got to his feet. His grip on her hips slid upward to her waist. The muscles in his arms flexed as he lifted her as though she weighed nothing. His cock pressed against her stomach and her sheath contracted, empty and needy. One orgasm hadn’t been enough. She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening herself fully.

“See me.” He held her with one arm and used his free hand to cup her chin. His lips were damp from her juices and when he kissed her, she tasted herself.

“Always.” There was no one else in the universe like Kyler el