Page 28 of Fight or Fly

He licked over the abused flesh, drawing a shudder and a fresh pulse of slick. “I know.”

Twisting in the tub, he rearranged us so that he was sitting with his back propped against the side, and I was once more straddling him—facing away this time. His hand cupped my chin, drawing me back to rest against his chest with my throat bared and his hard cock nestled between my ass cheeks. His right hand moved confidently downward to cup my pussy, where I was slippery with arousal despite the water.

“I’m going to make you come,” he said. “Twice. And then we’re going to dry off and go into the nest, where I’m going to lay you out on a pile of pillows and fuck those beautiful breasts for a bit. When Kam comes back after his watch, he’s going to find you naked and wrecked.”

“Okay,” I agreed breathlessly, my throat working against his light grip.

“Mmm,” he said, and tipped my head, exposing the side of my neck opposite from my mating gland. I moaned as he kissed his way along it, and gasped when his teeth closed on the juncture of my neck and shoulder.

Something dark and primal rose within me, even though he was only playacting at a mating bite. Nevertheless, my bodyknew. His fingers slid the final inch, parting my folds, and we were off to the races.

TEN

Flynn

“SO, ARE WE gonna talkabout this at some point, or what?” I asked, not taking my eyes off the highway unspooling beneath the Jeep’s tires. Beside me in the passenger seat, Alex shifted restlessly.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” she said.

“Bullshit.” I shot her a sidelong glance. Her profile could have been carved from granite.

She blew out a frustrated breath through her nose. “What is there to say,alef? You and Jax negotiated a heat contract. Somehow you dragged me into it as well, because apparently I’m an idiot. It was a nice few days. And then everything went to shit again, because that’s what always happens.”

“’Nice’?” I echoed skeptically. “That’s the word you’re going with?”

“Yes. It is. They’re nice omegas. Having sex was nice. Everything was fuckingnice, and now Beckett’s gone and we’re screwed.”

I could feel her icy green glare on me without turning to look. She was trying to derail me... to get me thinking about Beckett instead of her issues. But the thing was, we couldn’t do anything about Beckett until we got where we were going and talked to his contacts. Which meant there was no reason not to hash this out now, while we had the chance.

“Here’s what I don’t get,” I said. “Leave Leona out of it for a minute, because I know that’s a whole different can of worms as far as you’re concerned. Let’s talk about Kam instead. You can’t mate him. You can’t get him pregnant. You obviously like him. And you’re still acting like it’s Irina all over again. Why?”

There was a heavy pause.

I waited it out.

“You don’t understand what it’s like,” she said eventually. “You have no conception of how it feels to lose an omega under your protection... to know that you’ve failed them, and to have their death on your conscience. I don’t ever want you to learn what that feels like,alef. Either of you.”

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