Page 49 of Fire Forged

He chuckled.“Perhaps.Yet I am wary.As is, unarmed, you are a force to be reckoned with.”

She beamed.“I’ll take that as a compliment.”She splayed her fingers over his right pec and snuggled closer.

He drew her tight against him, cupping her hip as he did so.She studied his handsome face: the sharp angle of his jaw, those lips that had brought her such pleasure, and the depth in his eyes that tugged at her heart.

Could she fall for him?Could she trust him not to break her heart?She swallowed and shut her eyes to hide her thoughts.It was too soon to think about this.Afterall, three days did not a relationship make.Hell, it wasn’t even long enough to form a friendship.She exhaled slowly, perhaps for the first time in her life, considering letting her control slip.They could be friends with benefits.

Her eyebrows knitted, and she rubbed her nose across his chest.This was for eternity, as he’d said.Which meant, she’d gone and tied her life to his anyway.To Lily.There was no going back from that.She clenched her teeth, wanting to slap horny-Britt for succumbing.

Shit.Since she’d gone and trapped herself, the sex better stay good.And she’d need to find something to do because boredom was a hell-no.Learning how to pilot might fill her time.

“What will happen the moment the O.D.I.signal’s strong?”She sat up to meet his gaze, needing to catch every expression.

He glanced at her breast peeking from behind the blanket.His nostrils flared.He lunged, gripped her hips, and dragged her on top of him, nestling her ass at the juncture of his thighs.With long caresses, he ran his fingers from her collarbone, down her cleavage, to her bellybutton, then up.Her sex and nipples zinged with anticipation, but his touch didn’t drift to the parts aching for it.

“I will port over—”

“No.”Something akin to the insidious slither of fear gripped her.When he blinked at her, she hurried to say, “Um, send Sena or Ziot.Don’t risk…” She bit her lip.“You have Lily to think of.”

His eyes narrowed, the intensity back.“Very well, Sena and Ziot will port to Aldur and Matir’s location.I am hoping Lady Dahlia is with one of them.I do not want to search the Viqrian battleship to find her.”

Britt’s breath shuddered out of her.She pressed her forehead to Nerx’s chin, hoping to hold back tears.“I blame myself.I put Mom in danger, Lily too.”

“And yourself.”He ran his hand up and down her back, drawing her nearer with every stroke until he crushed her breasts against his chest.

“I…never think of myself.When Dad died, my mom did to.In a way.It took two years to get her out of her shell.Since the funeral, only her happiness mattered.”She leaned back to press a kiss to his chin.Within an inch of his face, she feathered her fingers along his jaw to his hair swirling around him as he lay there.She forced a smile.“I don’t know how to focus on me.”

“Your mother’s life is with Aldur now.Yours is with me and Lily.”He said it with such finality that a door shut in her mind, its reverberating bang echoing through her soul.“Once we have them safe and on Etteria, I would like to show you my home.”A sadness flitted across his eyes.“I have not seen it in decades.Not since I let my brother die.”

“Your brother?Is he behind your scar?”she asked, stretching across him to touch his wrist.

Chapter Fourteen

Nerxgrimaced,havingnotwanted to think about Kyerx, not while his Britta pressed her beautiful body against his.She squirmed, unaware of how she aroused him.Maker.If only she knew how magnificent it had been to thrust into her, to have her beneath him, but more than that, for her to commit to him.The bond was complete, and yet, he still ached for her.

Some part of him expected this craving to never diminish.He inhaled her scent, relishing the brush of her cool lifeless hair across his face.Her sex was hot where she rubbed his malehood, too tempting for him to ignore.He gripped her hips to hold her in place, trying to still her movements.She pushed up, rubbing herself along the length of his arousal, even as she filled his vision with her breasts.

“Nerx?”she asked, concern in her eyes.

Desperate not to discuss Kyerx, he dipped his head to capture a nipple between his lips.

She gasped but didn’t draw away.Instead, she arched into him, offering both breasts for his devotion.Her breathy rasp of his name sank into his ears like birdsong.She wiggled up, then, as if she had the right to, she impaled herself on his malehood.He shuddered, savoring each inch of him she conquered.From breast to breast, he licked a path, tasting her skin, her scent, and memorizing her flavors.

He moaned when she pulled away, sitting up.She splayed her fingers across his chest, her gaze locked on his.In slow motion, she swirled her hips.The sensations she invoked tore his breath from him.He couldn’t look away, not from her face, the bounce of her swollen breasts, and the glimpse he caught of her sex as she tormented him.

Never had he seen anything as exquisite as Britta.

“Supreme Commander,” Edon’s called via the O.D.I.

Nerx tapped his wrist then gripped Britta’s hips to keep her still.“What is it?”

“Three more Viqrian battleships just arrived.”

Nerx blinked.“I am on my way.”

When Britta made to climb off him, he flipped her onto her back, instead.She squeaked, clasping his biceps.

“I am not done with you,ensa.”He caught her lips with his, then swept a tongue into her mouth as the training vids has shown.And, Maker, was he glad he’d taken the time to learn.Her taste was indescribable.

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