Page 73 of The Hero Within
She'd been young and innocent as a girl, heart-stoppingly lovely.
In every letter she’d written her brother, there'd been an aching loneliness and love that shone through. He'd craved some part of that affection on those long, lonely nights out there in the Wastelands alone, when he couldn't resist opening one of them and pretending they'd been written for him.
His dreams of her had been relentless, an odd mix of guilt and desire.
But Eden McClain in the flesh was like a bomb going off in his hands. Under his touch, she ignited like wildfire, hands sliding up his chest, then dancing low, teasing along his belt buckle.
He grabbed her hand and curled it around his erection, drawing back to gasp a breath. This close, he could see the glazed shock of lust in her eyes, and she squeezed him, biting her lip.
Not once did she look away.
"Bed," she breathed.
Johnny kissed her throat, biting just hard enough to earn a gasp. Hauling her away from the wall, he staggered toward the pile of furs on the floor.
"I don't have condoms." Getting his hands on one was difficult, as production was strictly controlled by the Confederacy and they cost too much on the black market.
And it had been a long time since he'd needed one.
Three or so years, right before a village in the badlands sold him out to slavers and made him realize he couldn't trust anyone.
Eden's hands clasped at the back of his neck. "I had my injection a couple of months ago. I'm safe for another month at least. And I'm clean."
Johnny sank to his knees, his hands cupping her ass. The second he hit the furs he pushed forward, spilling her onto her back. "So am I."
Just one more benefit of being a warg.
"Are you sure about this?" he gasped, a single moment of hesitation rocking him as he knelt over her. "Because you're not going to be able to pretend this didn't happen in the morning...."
Eden grabbed the amulet around his neck and hauled him down. "Shut up and kiss me."
Sounded good to him.
Johnny captured her mouth again.
Her heated hands slid up his chest and over his shoulders, nails raking down his oiled skin. Johnny worked his way down her throat, trailing his tongue along her pulse.
Eden's bra was black cotton, and he delved beneath her with one hand as she arched her spine. Then it was off, and he dragged it aside, capturing her nipple with his heated mouth.
"Oh, God!"
Laving attention across her breasts, he somehow managed to get the straps off her arms without breaking his kiss. "You have the best fucking tits," he breathed, suckling hard. "You don't know how much I've wanted to get my mouth on them."
"Jesus, Colton." Fingers dug into his hair as she lifted her head off the fur. "I want you.Now."
Before she could reach for his jeans, he reared up onto his knees. "I'd like to oblige, darlin', but I've been dreaming of what I'm going to do to you for days."
He undid her belt, even as she ran her pale hands up to cup her tits.Fuck. He bent as he jerked her jeans open, kissing the smooth skin of her abdomen. The wet, musky scent of her cunt drew him to her, and he dragged her panties aside and nuzzled into her pussy, barely able to get a taste. He needed her jeans all the way off.
"Oh, God," she moaned, her fingers curling in his hair.
Tugging her jeans down her long legs, Johnny threw them aside, and then hooked both thumbs under the hem of her panties. Half tempted to rip them off, he dragged them slowly out from under her bottom, revealing the thatch of brown hair between her thighs.
"Are you wet for me, angel?"
He couldn't resist any longer.
Wrenching them down her thighs, he buried his face in that hair, breathing her in. The second he got her panties free, her thighs parted and Johnny tongued her wet slit, getting his first full taste of her. Eden cried out, her spine arching and her thighs clamping around his head. Forcing them wide, he settled in to feast, smelling the soap she'd used earlier.
