Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
And that a male would defend her. To the death, if necessary.
Beneath him, Nadya was riding the crests of her own pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut, her breath panting, a flush on her face. He wished she were naked, that they both were, but time was tight and privacy relative and fragile.
He had no idea how many times he came. It was like he had been pent up his entire adult life—then again, that was true. And he wanted to keep going forever.
But he also wanted to be careful not to hurt her.
When he finally slowed down, and then stopped, he had to recover, his head going down to the rail of the cot, his lungs burning, his body spent.
“Are you…”
Her laugh was magical. “Yes, I’m fine.” Her hand made a slow circle on his back. “More than fine.”
Rolling to the side, so he didn’t crush her—he nearly cursed. She’d been on the hard floor.
Not that she seemed to mind or even notice. She was glowing, positively incandescent, as she lay on her side facing him.
“Hi,” he said. Which was stupid.
“Hi.”
They stayed together, touching softly, still joined, lips brushing from time to time, for… he didn’t know how long. But then he began to worry someone would come down. Though they would not be judged, he felt compelled to protect her modesty.
“My kingdom for a shower,” she murmured.
“Your wish is my command.”
Before she could tell him not to bother, he got up and stuffed his sex back into his pants. A quick zip-up, and he was walking to the shower. Cranking it on, he didn’t see any soap or shampoo—no, wait. There were some bottles on a little shelf.
“I’ll watch out in case someone comes down.”
He glanced behind himself. And forgot how to breathe.
Nadya had stood up and was pulling off the loose blue shirt that she had borrowed from the ambulance. Revealed in glorious nakedness, her body was all curves and planes that enticed, her breasts perfectly sized, her bare sex something that made him lick his lips.
And his essence slicked the insides of her thighs.
“Come here, female,” he said, holding out his hand.
Because she made his legs unreliable.
Nadya came to him like a summer breeze, gentle and warm, and as she stepped under the warm spray, he eased back and watched her arch to wet her newly grown hair.
Her nipples caught the water and the drips that fell were heavenly rain…
That he just had to taste.
His clothes disappeared and then he was leaning down and capturing the water from her breasts, first one side and then the other. As her hands went into his hair, she pulled him even closer, so he went down on his knees to worship her properly.
And so he could go lower, down to her abdomen.
And lower still.
As she fell back against the tiled wall, he nuzzled between her thighs. His mouth sought out her sex, sucking at her, licking, tasting the combination of the two of them—and to get a better angle, he twisted around, leaned back, and braced his palms, his chin at the front of her.
Nadya lowered herself onto his face, and he licked into her.
When he came, his ejaculations went into thin air. But that was okay.
He had filled her up enough already.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
When night finally fell, it was clear Lucan was going to pull through. Nadya was confident of it as she double-checked his vitals thanks to the ambulance’s equipment.
“Well?” he asked.
She looked up at him. He’d angled the hospital bed up, and even with the verticality, his color was good. “You’re doing so well.”
He clapped his palms and pulled his mate in for a kiss. “Great, I’m healed—”
“But you’re going to have to spend the night here at the garage. You need another twenty-four hours before you’re ready to go.”
“Oh, come on.”
From up in front, the two medics who had done such wonderful work with his wound twisted around at the same time.
The blond woman looked at her patient as if he were insane. “We’re taking you in to the medical center in Plattsburgh right now. Are you crazy? You almost died last night—”
The woman fell quiet as Kane appeared in the rear entry. “You guys were so great. We owe you.”
There was a brief pause. Then Lucan twisted around to them. “Yes, thank you.”
“Thank you so much,” Rio echoed. “You saved his life. And mine.”
Both of the medics started talking, but then went quiet. After which, they brought their hands up to their foreheads.
“Let me help you off the stretcher,” Nadya said to Lucan.
As she stood up from the little bench seat, she was amazed at how easy it was to bend over and help the male off the examination bed. Though she found herself bracing for pain anytime she moved, it never materialized.
Not that she wasn’t a little stiff.