Page 69 of The Last True Hero
He couldn't hurt her. Nor could he give her the curse, not unless he was in his warg form. Just one more time keeping up the pretense that he was just a man.
It all sounded so simple in his head now he'd made this decision. Why then was his gut filled with butterflies?
Because this matters more than I’m pretending it does.
Mia's eyes rounded as he dropped his tank on the floor. Suddenly he was wearing only his briefs, and there was no disguising how much she affected him. Mia slowly smiled. "No future. No expectations. Do you have protection?"
He reached for his shaving kit and plucked out a condom he'd paid ridiculous money for. Next to gunpowder, there were certain necessities that men—and women—paid a small fortune for. "It's Confederacy standard." Adam paused with his thumbs hooked in his underwear. "No regrets, Mia?"
"No regrets." She took a step toward him, plucking the condom packet from his hand and tossing it on the vanity. "Shut the door."
Relief filled him. This was happening.
Adam did. Steam curled out of the shower. A rare luxury in this part of the world. Maybe Vex kept her honored guests here. Mia reached out to turn the shower off.
"Leave the shower on." He wanted her under that water, where he could lick it from her skin. His gaze dropped to the shirt she wore. Time to stop talking in full sentences, like his brain was in control at the moment. "Then take the shirt off."
Mia's fingers curled in the hem of his shirt, but that fire lit her eyes again. The one that drove him crazy. "Or?"
He smiled, all of the nerves finally leaving him. "Or maybe I'll just have to strip it off you, nice and slowly." Adam took a step toward her. "You always have to challenge me, don't you, Mia?"
This time it was her turn to smile that slow smile that turned his knees to water. Seeing it felt like she'd punched him in the chest.
"Maybe just this once I could be obedient." Mia dragged his shirt up over her shoulders.
"I'd like to see that—" His breath caught.
The dark triangle of hair between her thighs drew his attention, then her full breasts. More than enough for a handful. She was a wet dream put together; wide hips, strong athletic thighs, a narrow waist, and broad shoulders. Everything he'd ever imagined and more. His fingers shook as he reached for her. The second the shirt cleared her head, he dragged her into his embrace, capturing the mouth that had taunted him for so long.
It was as though giving himself permission made everything about this moment blisteringly better. He didn't have to hide the fierce need inside him in this moment. It felt like he was able to let himself trulybefor the first time in nine years. No hiding. No denying. No lying. He told her all of his truths with this kiss, and from the way she rubbed her breasts against his broad chest, she knew what he was telling her. Adam's hands slid down her back and cupped her ass, even as he chased her tongue. She was his in this moment. That's all that really mattered.
The desperation in her touch made him haul her closer. He wasn't the only one feeling this way. Adam groaned, and Mia swallowed up the sound, her spine bending as he tried to take more, to take all of her....
"McClain," she breathed, drawing back with a gasp for air, one hand clasping his neck to hold herself upright. Those gorgeous whiskey-brown eyes looked glazed again. This time, for all the right reasons. "Give me more."
More.He wantedeverything.
Adam nudged her back against the glass shower screen. He dragged his mouth lower, unable to resist anymore, and captured her nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue around it. Mia gasped.
She captured a fistful of his hair. "I'm not very experienced," she breathed, as if he couldn't tell from her unabashed responses. Every lick of his tongue seemed to surprise her, especially the way her body reacted to it.
"That's okay." He curled his arms around her waist, kissing her mouth again. Slowly. Teasingly. Mia melted. "I'll take it slowly, Mia. I promise I'll make it good for you."
A good reminder for him too. His cock ached. He wanted her. Now. But if she wasn't used to this, then he'd need to work her body slowly, get her ready for him. Worship her. There was no time for selfishness, and Adam had never been interested in conquering women. He liked bringing pleasure first.
He pushed her under the water gently, then shucked his underwear. Mia's gaze dropped, and she smiled as his cock bobbed in response to the sudden attention. "I think he likes me."
"He definitely likes you." Adam stepped inside the shower himself. "And maybe later, you two can get a little better acquainted."
Water drove onto his skin, shattering off it. Mia slid her hands up his chest. "I remember what you said: about how you wanted my lips around your cock."
His turn to shudder. "Do you know what I want even more?"
"What?"
"To be inside you. Here." He slid a teasing finger between her legs.
Another kiss. More skin beneath his hands. Mia was slick with need. His cock threatened to erupt. It'd been a long time for him too, and this was like having all his dreams come at once.
