Page 130 of Heart of Iron
She smiled, but he caught her hand.“No,” he said.“Don’t give me that smile.I know you’re upset.”Stroking her dirty gloves, he reminded her, “I can smell it.”
Her gaze dropped, her shoulders slumping.“He’s finally gone.”
“Who?”
“Colchester.”Bright tears shone in her eyes.“I feel so overwrought, Will.I’ve been watching over my shoulder for months, knowing that he’d be there, knowing that even if I was in company I was never safe.When he looked at you and smiled today, it frightened me so much.I thought he was going to do something to you.But it was the explosion.He knew about it.I don’t know how.At first I thought he was my contact in the tower, but now I don’t think so.He was disgusted when he realized Rosalind was a humanist.”She tugged one of her hands from his and wiped her eyes.“I’m glad he’s dead,” she said fiercely.“But I can’t stop shaking.I can’t believe we’re both safe.That you’re safe.”Her fist tangled in his shirt.“I nearly lost you…”
Dragging her into his lap, he buried her face against his shoulder.He hated seeing her cry.“He can’t ever hurt you again.”
“I know,” she whispered.Her hands slid over his shoulders, frantic with need.“Touch me, Will.Remind me that you’re here.That you’re mine.”
“Always,mocridhe,” he whispered, finding her mouth in the shadows.
Lena kissed him as if she’d never let him go, her mouth hungry and her hands insatiable.Will gathered bunches of her skirts and dragged them out of the way, settling her on his lap.His cock raged behind the flap of his breeches and he ground her against him, tongue clashing with hers.This was heady.This was life.Every hot, sweaty, gasping moment of it.
He bit her throat, tugging on the drawstrings of her drawers.Lena gasped, rocking against his fingers, urging him on.
“Hurry,” she whispered.
He dragged them down, but she was straddling him and the material bunched around her thighs.Snarling in frustration, he tore them in two, sinking his fingers into the fleshy curve of her arse.
“God,” he groaned.“Have to…taste you.”
Tumbling her back onto the seat, he knelt between her thighs.Thick dark hair tumbled over her shoulders and she gasped as he dragged her hips to the edge of the seat, tossing her legs over each of his shoulders.Shoving her skirts up, he cupped her arse and plunged his tongue deep into her quim.
Lena’s cry was music to his ears.He wanted to drive away her tears, to claim her as his woman once again.Tasting her, sucking and nibbling at her, he listened to the breathy sounds of her gasps and felt the tension tightening in her body.He wanted to learn every inch of her, to teach himself how to please her best.
Nails raked his shoulders.“Stop!”she gasped.“I want to—”
He tongued her deep, suckling the wet pearl of her clitoris between his teeth.“Want to what?”
Lena shuddered, her knees clamping around his head.Panting with need, she dragged her gaze to his.“I want you,” she whispered.“Inside me.”
“In a minute.”
“Now.”
It was the determination in her voice that undid him.He tugged his breeches open and freed his cock, palming it in his hand.Shoving up, he filled her with a single thrust, dragging her closer to the edge of the seat.
So tight.So wet.So hot.
Lena cried out, her thighs clamping around his hips.Clinging to his neck, she dragged his face to hers for a devouring, hungry kiss, no doubt tasting the muskiness of her own body.Will’s hips moved of their own accord, plunging into her, his entire body shaking with need.God, she felt so sweet.He wanted to fuck her hard, to drive her down onto the cushions of the carriage and fill her with his cock.
Little urgent gasps broke between them.Lena’s body undulated against his, driving him wild with need.He held her against him, grinding the base of his shaft against her.Shudders racked her body, and her inner muscles tightened around him.She liked that, liked what he was doing to her.He could feel the edge of something building within her, feel it in the sudden gasping inattention she gave their kiss.See it in her widening eyes as she cried out silently, her body jerking around his.
A little fist tightened in his chest.His woman.His.Nobody could take her away from him now and he couldn’t hurt her.She could be his forever.Hope swelled in his chest as he ground his teeth together and shuddered.So close.He rode her through the storm, giving himself up to the sensation that streaked through him.
Lena wilted backward, dragging him with her.Will kissed her lips, earning a halfhearted response as his body slid from hers.She made a wordless protest, but he tucked his cock back in his breeches and dragged her into his lap.
His breathing slowed, his heart thundering through his chest.Will buried his face in the warm mahogany lengths of her hair and breathed in the scent of her.
Lena tucked her face against his throat, curling up in his lap.She stroked his chest, splaying her hand over his heart then held it still, as if listening to the beat of it.“What happens now?”
“Now?”
A slight hesitation.“With the treaty?”
He could barely think, his eyelids threatening to shut.But she hadn’t been paying attention to anything that had happened since they scrambled out of the cellar.“Blade said they’re gonna reschedule it.If the explosion hadn’t torn apart half of the blue bloods too, it mighta been a different story.The verwulfen might’ve blamed the Echelon and likewise.Barrons wants to get to the bottom of it.”
