pleasure—but the visual she presented on her knees was almost too much to resist. Especially dosed with her small cries and gasps, the way her body fit against his, the intrinsic trust that he would bring her only pleasure all worked to spur him hotter. His hips pistoned, penetrating her harder and deeper, filling her.
One hand tangled in the mass of her hair, wrapping it around his fist with a gentle tug. She tightened and released several times in rapid succession, so he tugged lightly again, and Marijka growled, “Harder.”
Luka liked that she was a match for him, he wouldn’t break her if he gave in to every wicked thought she’d sown in his head—not only wouldn’t she break, but she’d also like it. How he’d love to run with her beneath the moon, to take her in the way of his kind—animal and primal.
She rocked her hips back to meet his thrust and demand more of him. More penetration, more friction, more pleasure. Luka was more than happy to provide.
He buried himself inside of her again and again, holding himself back until she writhed with need. Until she shuddered on the verge of release. His balls tightened and his cock surged as ecstasy erupted—jetting hot and sure, marking her on the inside the same as his scent marked her skin. Wave after wave of his orgasm crashed over him, and he held her anchored close until the tumultuous storm of sensation had passed.
When he could form thoughts beyond where to lick next, he decided to carry her into the bath with him. She’d still wear his scent, but Marijka handled this thing between them much better while they were skin-to-skin.
Each intimacy would be another memory for her to measure against what waited for them in Ostrava. It was where he believed the source of the infection originated, and he wouldn’t be able to do his duty or protect her bound in his human skin.
“You weren’t kidding. This really is your train car. A king-sized bathtub with a view? Who has that?”
“Me.” He grinned. “You.”
“I wish the Guild had the same perks the Aeternali have.” She shook her head. “Must be nice.”
“This is no Aeternali perk. I bought this. I work hard,” he teased. “I am an old, old man and my bones ache.”
“Your bone makes me ache,” Marijka answered back.
“You’re just a little bit dirty, Marijka-mine.”
“You don’t like it?” Her eyes widened with faux innocence.
“Oh, I like it very much. Gives me many achy bones.” The hot water splashed over their skin as he sank into the tub and she curled against his chest with a sigh.
“What happened to me wearing your scent?”
“My scent is all over you, malenkaya . Nothing can wash it away now.”
“Part of me fears that, but part of me finds it comforting.”
Luka didn’t say anything, only watched the water bead on the skin of her shoulder and wind its way down her clavicle.
“I have to tell you something.” She turned to meet his eyes. “The Guild doesn’t know where I am or what I’m doing. I didn’t follow protocol. When Evan sent me the first samples of infected flesh, he asked me not to.”
“I know.” Luka nodded. “I tried to get him to leave, but he was determined to find out what the Aeternali was covering up.” He tightened his arms around her, knowing she’d reject what he had to say next. “The Guild already knows about the virus, Marijka. The virus was designed by a Guild scientist who now works for the Aeternali.”
“What?”
Luka knew it was no use attacking the Guild—she worked for them. She’d been through their training program, a course designed to break you before it built you back up again into what they wanted. Much of the training was hardwired. So rather than argue against the Guild, he focused on her partner. The man she’d trusted with her life. “Don’t ask why the Guild would do that, ask why your partner didn’t want you to report what he was working on.”
“There are any number of reasons....”
“Yes,
One hand tangled in the mass of her hair, wrapping it around his fist with a gentle tug. She tightened and released several times in rapid succession, so he tugged lightly again, and Marijka growled, “Harder.”
Luka liked that she was a match for him, he wouldn’t break her if he gave in to every wicked thought she’d sown in his head—not only wouldn’t she break, but she’d also like it. How he’d love to run with her beneath the moon, to take her in the way of his kind—animal and primal.
She rocked her hips back to meet his thrust and demand more of him. More penetration, more friction, more pleasure. Luka was more than happy to provide.
He buried himself inside of her again and again, holding himself back until she writhed with need. Until she shuddered on the verge of release. His balls tightened and his cock surged as ecstasy erupted—jetting hot and sure, marking her on the inside the same as his scent marked her skin. Wave after wave of his orgasm crashed over him, and he held her anchored close until the tumultuous storm of sensation had passed.
When he could form thoughts beyond where to lick next, he decided to carry her into the bath with him. She’d still wear his scent, but Marijka handled this thing between them much better while they were skin-to-skin.
Each intimacy would be another memory for her to measure against what waited for them in Ostrava. It was where he believed the source of the infection originated, and he wouldn’t be able to do his duty or protect her bound in his human skin.
“You weren’t kidding. This really is your train car. A king-sized bathtub with a view? Who has that?”
“Me.” He grinned. “You.”
“I wish the Guild had the same perks the Aeternali have.” She shook her head. “Must be nice.”
“This is no Aeternali perk. I bought this. I work hard,” he teased. “I am an old, old man and my bones ache.”
“Your bone makes me ache,” Marijka answered back.
“You’re just a little bit dirty, Marijka-mine.”
“You don’t like it?” Her eyes widened with faux innocence.
“Oh, I like it very much. Gives me many achy bones.” The hot water splashed over their skin as he sank into the tub and she curled against his chest with a sigh.
“What happened to me wearing your scent?”
“My scent is all over you, malenkaya . Nothing can wash it away now.”
“Part of me fears that, but part of me finds it comforting.”
Luka didn’t say anything, only watched the water bead on the skin of her shoulder and wind its way down her clavicle.
“I have to tell you something.” She turned to meet his eyes. “The Guild doesn’t know where I am or what I’m doing. I didn’t follow protocol. When Evan sent me the first samples of infected flesh, he asked me not to.”
“I know.” Luka nodded. “I tried to get him to leave, but he was determined to find out what the Aeternali was covering up.” He tightened his arms around her, knowing she’d reject what he had to say next. “The Guild already knows about the virus, Marijka. The virus was designed by a Guild scientist who now works for the Aeternali.”
“What?”
Luka knew it was no use attacking the Guild—she worked for them. She’d been through their training program, a course designed to break you before it built you back up again into what they wanted. Much of the training was hardwired. So rather than argue against the Guild, he focused on her partner. The man she’d trusted with her life. “Don’t ask why the Guild would do that, ask why your partner didn’t want you to report what he was working on.”
“There are any number of reasons....”
“Yes,
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