Page 50 of Under Fire

Alisa had really enjoyed his kiss that last time, but things were already at the next level. In control, he demanded her surrender as he tasted her. He forced her body into his, gripping and holding her where he wanted. Her mind ran wild with fantasies about what he was going to do next, driving a tingling sensation up her thighs. He pulled away A dangerous sheen spanned his eyes, ready to make her plead for it.

“You want this?” he asked.

“Please.”

The subsequent feeling of his hands all over thundered desire throughout her body.

“You want more?”

“Please, just be the man I need tonight,” she said.

“Against my better judgment.”

He kissed her again, deeper, lapping up the sweet taste in her mouth before drawing back—teasing her with his delicious lips to no end. She tilted her head involuntarily as he pushed her jaw up to get better access to her neck, biting at it, shooting pain and pleasure down to her core. It was damn clear. He was as hungry as fuck.

And he wanted to take her down.

Alisa stirred in his arms, aching for him in ways she couldn’t explain—aching for him in ways that had forced her to drive all the way up here.

“Tell me how you want it,” he said.

Alisa bit her lip, passion and lingering anger burning her eyes. His grip only got harder, impossible to run from. She liked that feeling, liked to see the alpha breaking out of him. She liked to submit to him. She knew very well what she craved, but she’d never thought of sharing it with anyone…except him.

“I want you to want me so bad that you won’t takenofor an answer,” she blurted out as he grazed his teeth up her neck, finding her ear.

He kissed all the way back to her mouth, kissing her hard and deep with a lot of tongue. He kissed her how she wanted him to fuck her—without apology.

She continued spilling her darkest thoughts. “I want you to push me against a wall, take me for your own—rough and angry. Even if I fight you, you just need to have me…”

“Is that your fantasy?” He exhaled, hauling her ass up in his hands, pulling her increasingly wet crotch up against the fabric of his pants.

“Yes—”

“To take you how I want it, whenever I want it?”

“Yes,” she confessed.

She ran her hands up his muscles, feeling every defined swell and bulge. Sinking and surrendering into his strength gave her a sense of security she never had.

“I can do that.”

“Oh my God, Warren—please.”

A growl escaped his mouth as he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, moving them both into the bed of the HMMWV. Inside the small tent, he slammed her body down on a cot, ripping off her pants and tank. In just her underwear and bra, his tough gaze evaluated her, running his hands up her soft, trembling thighs.

He tore off his shirt, kicking his pants and boxers to the side of the bed, revealing his jaw-droppingly gorgeous hard body and harder cock. She sat up to lean forward, grasping for his cock, needing to touch and taste the pre-cum glistening on the head. But he thumped her back onto the pillow, working his hands up her thighs to her panties, mission-focused. In one fell swoop, he ripped them off, tearing the lacy fabric. Her mouth dropped open as the pain ricocheted through her body, but then he found her bra—tearing it off just as viciously.

“Aren’t you going to fight back?” he growled.

She grinned, pushing back on his chest as hard as she could. He easily overpowered her, seeming to savor every second of it. Breathing heavily, his cock bouncing in hardness, he gripped the gold chain around her neck that housed her engagement ring.

“This,” he grunted, fury in his face.

She had no time to respond. He’d already yanked on the chain, breaking it and throwing it across the bed of the truck. A clinking sound echoed in the small space as he dropped his head to grasp her breasts, tasting and biting each nipple in turn.

As he sucked on her tits, any thought of what he’d just done left her mind, and she quickly found his rough hands drawing lower down her abdomen, teasing her once again. That was what she was growing to love about Warren. He helped her forget, to live in the moment. Her trembling thighs practically shook in anticipation, needing his body to graze her pussy, needing to feel his cock.

God, she felt so turned on. It was unbelievable.

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