For the first time in her life, she had a connection, and she didn’t want to let it go, even as she knew nothing good ever lasted forever. Well, she’d grab on with both hands and hold tight for the time she had Hunt. She’d live for this moment, and whatever came next, she’d deal with later.
He gently bit into her plumped nipple. She cried out his name and tugged his hair.
Her mind spun. Her emotions scattered.
When he moved down her belly, she held a breath, watching the smoldering intensity on his face. Parting her thighs, he gave the first indication he wasn’t completely in control. His eyelids flickered shut and his chest heaved.
Swiftly, he sank between her splayed thighs and covered her pussy with his scorching mouth.
Her mind splintered, and her throat closed on a cry of ecstasy. A throb deep in her belly drummed faster. Her pussy flooded, and he moaned out, lapping a path up and down her seam, from drenched hole to throbbing, hard clit.
When he sucked it into his mouth, she fixed her stare on his face. He opened his eyes and met her gaze.
At that moment, Freya knew she was lost.
She gave her heart to Hunt Cason. Her rescuer, her friend…her lover.
Hunt’s cock swelled to the bursting point. He needed inside her—now. But he wasn’t nearly finished showing her how much pleasure was to be had in his bed.
Her responses had him pulsing. Her flavor was his personal drug, one he couldn’t get enough of.
Not lifting his mouth off her clit, he traced a finger down her wet seam and watched her face when he thrust it inside her.
Her inner walls clamped on his digit. He almost lost his damn mind there and then, but he wanted more of those soft cries breaking from her. By the time he was done here, she’d be screaming his name.
Passion took root in him. He slipped his finger deeper into her core, curling the tip against her G-spot. She rocked into his hand, taking what she wanted and spilling more juices for him.
With a growl, he withdrew his finger and dipped his head to taste her honey for himself, plunging his tongue in and out of her, fucking her until her inner thighs trembled.
“Hunt…please. I need to come. Make me come!” Her wild pleas almost had him losing his edge there and then. He gritted his teeth. His blood pounded with the urge to plunge his cock into her and fill her with his cum.
Not yet.
He scraped his stubbled jaw over her pussy. She gasped out, fingers digging into the strands of his hair. When he took her clit between his lips and began alternately sucking it and licking it while thrusting two fingers deep in her pussy, he knew he’d won a prize he never wanted to give up.
She came with a choked scream, hips gyrating, her pussy contracting around his fingers, and her clit hardened even more on his tongue.
“Hunt…Hunt!”
He drowned in the sound of his name coming off her lips and the feel of her shattering for him.
He could take her to the pinnacle again. It would only take a few more swirls of his tongue to get here there.
But she yanked on his hair, pulling him up and away from her sweet pussy.
Their gazes locked, and a new warmth flooded his chest.
He was falling for her. Or already had. He wanted to make her laugh, see her smiles and give her all the happiness she never had growing up. It wasn’t a hero complex. It was love.
Heart pounding at his realization, he slowly moved up her body again. Braced over her, he searched her eyes. The dark depths were a tumultuous sea of emotion she rarely showed him.
Maybe she didn’t show anybody. She’d chosen him to open her heart to.
“I’m out of condoms, baby. It’s me, just like this, or more foreplay. Whatever you decide, I under—”
She hooked her ankles around his back and yanked him into her. His cock burrowed into her wetness and slid home, balls deep.
The sensation of being inside her clenching heat was heaven, but her murmur catapulted him into the stars. “I only want you like this. Just you and me.”
“Hell yes.” He rocked his hips backward, drawing his length through her tight pussy. He wanted to go slow.
She wouldn’t let him.
Her mouth found his in a wild kiss that echoed the slap of their bodies. They raced toward the finish. Each thrust sent him to a new realm of knowing. He wasn’t letting her go now. The reason she’d landed on the mountain didn’t matter. Sooner or later, the answers would come from the police or the Xtreme Ops team. Whatever happened, Hunt would be here with her…every step of the way.
He pounded into her, breaking the kiss to watch her face. Her eyelids slid to half-mast and her lips popped open on a silent cry even as her pussy squeezed the hell out of him on the first contraction.
“Hunt!”
“Come with me, baby!” He cradled her head and looked into her eyes as they let go together. The burning knot at the base of his spine intensified, and then the first spurts of his release hit her soaking walls.
He didn’t know if a baby would result from this union. Didn’t give a damn either. He’d waited his whole life for Freya, and he knew, without question, that he was meant to find her for a reason. Having a family with her was an inevitable extension of them.
Jets of cum burst from him, and he dropped his head to the crook of her neck, riding out the last.
Long seconds passed with his heart throbbing loudly in his ears. Freya wrapped her arms around him, holding him in place. Her breathing evened out.
“Hunt…”
He grazed his lips across her collarbone. “Yeah, baby?”
“Did you find the person you were searching for?”
It took him a moment to catch up and realize she meant the victim he’d gone out to rescue, not her.
He lifted his head. “We did.”
“And he was…”
“He’s recovering in the hospital but should be out in time for Christmas with his family.”
She made a noise of relief.
He rolled off her, drawing her onto her side to face him. Everything Penn had told him about his findings—her car and the blood found there—had him wanting to commit murder on her behalf. She raised strong feelings in him, and their lovemaking reflected that.
She ran her fingers over his cheek and jaw. “Hunt…” She stopped.
“What is it? You can say anything to me, you know. You don’t have to hold back with me. I know you’ve been doing that your entire life.”
Her eyelids fluttered at his words. She centered her attention on his mouth and then flicked her stare up to his. His heart jolted every single time she looked at him.
“Okay…then I guess it’s time to admit to you that I don’t want to leave you.” The words rushed out, tripping over each other. “Not in two days. Maybe not…”
She paused, worry creating that tiny V between her brows.
He smoothed it with the pad of his thumb. “Maybe not ever?”
Her breath rushed out in a sigh of relief. She shook her head, and he drew her against him, heart fuller than he ever believed possible.
“I was gonna say the same thing, baby. The very same thing.” His throat closed off.
Cuddling close, she tangled her legs with his. Here, in between the flannel sheets, they were both snug and warm. But outside, the wind was howling.
Then he picked up another sound.
Of Aries scratching at the door to be let out.