broke.
I sobbed into Jared’s shirt as he held me close, murmuring reassurances into my ear. I cried until my body hurt and the tears stopped coming. I cried for everything I had been forced to endure over the last six years. I cried for Jared giving me yet another chance to be happy with him. As he felt me relax, Jared’s tight grip loosened and he started running a hand through my hair.
There was no way in hell I would ever let him go again.
“You dyed your hair,” he whispered.
“I thought you died,” I rasped. My stomach rumbled and I laughed. “I have to get something to eat.”
Jared snorted when I made no move to get up. “Do you think we can get room service out here?”
I shifted to make a smart retort when I saw the heat in his eyes as he stared down at me. Some time during my breakdown Jared’s jacket had shifted, exposing my flesh down to the curve of my hip. My body tightened as I kept eye contact with him. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as Jared slowly came down to me.
“If you don’t want to, tell me.”
I didn’t have to ask what he meant, because I felt the same way. I felt desire consume me in a way I had never felt before. I wanted only to feel Jared’s touch him inside me.
Nothing, not even the BMC, could stop this.
Chapter Nine
Jared carefully laid me back on a bed of pine needles, shifting the duster so that it acted like a sheet underneath me. His mouth descended on mine, giving slow, sensual kisses that made me ache with need. He pressed his body against mine, keeping his weight on his arms and knee so he wouldn’t crush me. My hands ran down his chest, eager to get his shirt out of my way. Pushing himself up to his knees, Jared peeled of his shirt in answer to my silent request. The muscles in his chest looked like sculpted marble, and I ran my hands across his tight abs. Tribal tattoos covered the expanse of his chest, disappearing beneath the waist line of his jeans. I traced the markings with my fingernail, smiling as I saw his nipples tighten. My fingers lingered on a scar over his chest, the one I caused. I leaned forward, licking a wet line across that mark.
He descended on me with a growl. His tongue probed my mouth as his hands slid against my bare skin until they came to my hips. Bracing himself with a hand, he used the other to caress my thighs. I felt his hand come around to cup my ass before circling back around to play with the tender folds between my legs. I moaned against his lips as his fingers slid across my core. My hands rushed down to remove his jeans. I fumbled with the denim as his fingers glided across the folds, making me whimper.
I wanted–no needed – him in every way possible, but no way in hell I would rush this for anything. I wanted to take my time with his body. I wanted to make him cry out my name before we finished.
Jared’s fingers caressed me before delving inside. The sensation made my back bow as I released a savage growl. I felt Jared smile as he kissed me deeply. His fingers built a delicate rhythm within me. As he slid a second finger inside of me, I felt the calloused pad of his thumb rub circles around my hot core. Desire coiled around my heart, tightening until I thought I couldn’t take anymore. I ground my hips against Jared’s hand as I felt my orgasm building, trying to fall into bliss that much sooner. My nails clawed at Jared’s back as I came. I bucked against Jared’s fingers as he increased his rhythm, and my screams were lost within his mouth.
Just when I thought I would explode from the ecstasy, Jared pulled is fingers out of me and expertly removed his jeans. The moment his erection sprang free I grasped it in my hands, squeezing lightly until he moaned with desire. As Jared shifted my hips I winced. I’d forgotten about my dragon induced injuries until now. I saw concern in Jared’s eyes, but that didn’t stop him from slowly sliding his entire length into me. His mouth trailed kisses down the scar that
I sobbed into Jared’s shirt as he held me close, murmuring reassurances into my ear. I cried until my body hurt and the tears stopped coming. I cried for everything I had been forced to endure over the last six years. I cried for Jared giving me yet another chance to be happy with him. As he felt me relax, Jared’s tight grip loosened and he started running a hand through my hair.
There was no way in hell I would ever let him go again.
“You dyed your hair,” he whispered.
“I thought you died,” I rasped. My stomach rumbled and I laughed. “I have to get something to eat.”
Jared snorted when I made no move to get up. “Do you think we can get room service out here?”
I shifted to make a smart retort when I saw the heat in his eyes as he stared down at me. Some time during my breakdown Jared’s jacket had shifted, exposing my flesh down to the curve of my hip. My body tightened as I kept eye contact with him. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as Jared slowly came down to me.
“If you don’t want to, tell me.”
I didn’t have to ask what he meant, because I felt the same way. I felt desire consume me in a way I had never felt before. I wanted only to feel Jared’s touch him inside me.
Nothing, not even the BMC, could stop this.
Chapter Nine
Jared carefully laid me back on a bed of pine needles, shifting the duster so that it acted like a sheet underneath me. His mouth descended on mine, giving slow, sensual kisses that made me ache with need. He pressed his body against mine, keeping his weight on his arms and knee so he wouldn’t crush me. My hands ran down his chest, eager to get his shirt out of my way. Pushing himself up to his knees, Jared peeled of his shirt in answer to my silent request. The muscles in his chest looked like sculpted marble, and I ran my hands across his tight abs. Tribal tattoos covered the expanse of his chest, disappearing beneath the waist line of his jeans. I traced the markings with my fingernail, smiling as I saw his nipples tighten. My fingers lingered on a scar over his chest, the one I caused. I leaned forward, licking a wet line across that mark.
He descended on me with a growl. His tongue probed my mouth as his hands slid against my bare skin until they came to my hips. Bracing himself with a hand, he used the other to caress my thighs. I felt his hand come around to cup my ass before circling back around to play with the tender folds between my legs. I moaned against his lips as his fingers slid across my core. My hands rushed down to remove his jeans. I fumbled with the denim as his fingers glided across the folds, making me whimper.
I wanted–no needed – him in every way possible, but no way in hell I would rush this for anything. I wanted to take my time with his body. I wanted to make him cry out my name before we finished.
Jared’s fingers caressed me before delving inside. The sensation made my back bow as I released a savage growl. I felt Jared smile as he kissed me deeply. His fingers built a delicate rhythm within me. As he slid a second finger inside of me, I felt the calloused pad of his thumb rub circles around my hot core. Desire coiled around my heart, tightening until I thought I couldn’t take anymore. I ground my hips against Jared’s hand as I felt my orgasm building, trying to fall into bliss that much sooner. My nails clawed at Jared’s back as I came. I bucked against Jared’s fingers as he increased his rhythm, and my screams were lost within his mouth.
Just when I thought I would explode from the ecstasy, Jared pulled is fingers out of me and expertly removed his jeans. The moment his erection sprang free I grasped it in my hands, squeezing lightly until he moaned with desire. As Jared shifted my hips I winced. I’d forgotten about my dragon induced injuries until now. I saw concern in Jared’s eyes, but that didn’t stop him from slowly sliding his entire length into me. His mouth trailed kisses down the scar that
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