Page 42 of Salvation

Harder,her eyes begged.

He pulled back, took a breath, and hammered back in.

She bared her teeth and tipped her head back but didn’t break eye contact.

Deeper.She nodded.

His whole body burned as he thrust into her again.

Please… Please,her whole body seemed to cry.

He set into a rhythm, pumping harder. Every long, hot stroke brought him a step higher to the top of the cliff he wanted to tumble down so badly, he could have screamed.

“Yes…Yes…” Her cries skirted the border of pleasure and pain. Was he going too hard? Pushing too far?

Anna raised her head, reminding him she was no lightweight. Her eyes slid down the narrow gap between their naked chests and focused at a point below his waist.

She’s watching,his bear yowled.She likes it.

He withdrew until his cock strained at her entrance, letting her drink her fill. Then he thrust — really thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

Her eyes glazed over, and she clutched at him, trying a dozen different positions. But the only position that really mattered was the angle of his cock inside her, and when he lifted her hips a little higher and slid home again, her mouth opened in a silent cry.

Her hips pumped in time with his. Her nails scraped his back, and she arched off the ground.

“God, yes…”

He watched a drop of sweat fall from his body to hers. After that, his vision blurred, and everything ceased to exist but the exquisite friction inside. Building higher…higher…

Anna cried and shuddered in his arms, coming apart.

He clamped his hands around her hips a second before his release hit him. Then he was shuddering, too, and panting and pressing his mouth to her skin to suppress his bear’s groan of ecstasy.

“Yes…” Anna panted, contracting around him one more time. “Yes…”

Every muscle in his body strained to hold on to his high, yet he’d never felt more at peace.

Mine,his bear rumbled.Mate.

Her fingers brushed silky strokes across his back. He listened to her pant into his neck, then realized it was him panting into her neck, and finally decided he couldn’t care less who it was. He slumped, letting his body melt into position around her.

“Todd,” she murmured. Her voice was muffled, but it sounded pleased. Very pleased.

“Anna,” he mumbled, stroking her hair.

Chapter Ten

Anna lay perfectly still, looking at the stars. She would have preferred gazing into Todd’s eyes — they were just as deep, just as bright, and just as full of mysteries — but he had his face pressed to her chest, and she wasn’t in any hurry for him to move.

“Wow,” she murmured when he stirred.

Her heart rate was still galloping away like an out-of-control stagecoach, but it was a distant sensation, just like the feel of him under her hands. The only thing she registered clearly was the heat pulsing between their bodies.

It wasn’t heat like the heat of noon, not even in Arizona. Not like heat from a fireplace you could snuggle up to. It was heat from within, and it zipped both of them into a snug little cocoon.

“Wow,” Todd agreed. He rolled to his side but kept her close, and he didn’t open his eyes.

She stroked his shoulder, wondering about his scars. He had a lot of them. Burn scars slashed one side of his chest. A long, jagged scar ran from his ribs to his hip. They weren’t blemishes so much as medals of honor to her eyes. All part of the amazing man she wanted to learn so much more about.

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