“Rest with me awhile,” he said suddenly. He’d had no inkling of the request before he’d said the words, but now he realized it was what he needed. What they needed.
She turned to him, her eyes full of emotion. When he took her hand, she didn’t pull away. Alex led her to an empty bed, climbing in and positioning himself against the wall. The bed was narrow, meant for only one person, so he lay on his side and pulled Brenne into his arms. Her back was to his front, and his arms wrapped around her chest, holding her tight.
They lay like that until he was on the verge of sleep. But he wouldn’t let himself succumb, despite the exhaustion. Holding her felt too good, and he didn’t want to lose a second of it. They breathed together, their heartbeats syncing, and Alex felt a tranquility he’d rarely experienced in his life.
Then Brenne turned over, her arms snaking around his neck. She looked at him, and what he saw in her eyes shattered him. Emotion welled up inside him, burst like a geyser from beneath the surface. “Brenne, I lo—”
“Hush,” she said, putting a hand over his mouth and cutting off the biggest declaration of his life. “Don’t talk. Just kiss me.” She slowly moved her hand away, and he wasted no time. His lips captured hers, and he poured every ounce of feeling inside him into the kiss.
Brenne kissed him back with just as much passion. Most of their energy was spent after the birth ordeal, so their movements were small and slow but no less intense. The way she dragged her tongue along his bottom lip had his cock throbbing.
When she came up for air, he kissed his way down her neck, pulling the heavy sweatshirt and T-shirt below it to expose bare skin. His mouth started to water at the sight of her perfect breasts with their pert nipples. I could feast on her for a year and not be satisfied.
Brenne buried her fingers in his hair, holding him in place. He liked the way she tried to control her own pleasure. It only made him want to take control from her even more.
He felt her attempt to move his mouth from her nipple and resisted, sucking the nipple between his teeth and scoring it lightly. Her hips bucked into his and she let out a soft moan. He gave the other nipple similar treatment before his hand slipped into her jeans.
She was already wet, and he couldn’t help groaning when his finger touch the heat between her legs. He wanted to tell her how perfect she was, how much he needed her, but she’d told him not to talk, so he used his body to tell her.
Brenne shimmied out of her jeans and panties, her smooth naked flesh pressed against his. Alex’s cock was already leaking, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he gave himself completely over to pleasure. He shifted to pull off his clothing, making sure to retrieve the condom from his wallet before discarding his pants. In a swift and precise motion, he rolled it on, then kissed Brenne once more.
He wanted to breathe her air, to always taste the honey that came from her lips. And he wanted to bury himself inside her until Kingdom come. Alex took her by the hip and turned her, settling her back against his front again. He rubbed his cock against her, gripping her breasts as he did.
Brenne gasped, pressing against him, trying to force him to slide inside her. He gave a low chuckle, teasing her, sliding his cock along the lips of her pussy but not pressing inside. Not yet. She squirmed, mewling and rubbing herself lasciviously against him. When he still refused to enter her, she bent her head to bite his arm.
“Wildcat,” he growled, then pressed his cock home, thrusting deep. He held himself there, catching his breath. Alex felt the need to drive himself into her over and over, until he brought them both to the pinnacle of pleasure, but first, he wanted to just feel her around him, feel her breathing in his arms, feel her warm wetness. He wanted to burn the experience into his memory so he would never forget how he felt at this moment.
“Please!” she whispered, thrusting back against him, and Alex groaned. He had to give her what she needed, what they both needed.
It was time to make her forget the other man’s name, to ruin her for any other man. Brenne MacAllen is mine.
CHAPTER 30
BRENNE
When he was inside her, she couldn’t think straight. All she could do was feel the intensity, feel the pleasure. Feel the rush of emotion for the man who held her in his arms.
Alex bent his head to nibble at her shoulder as he continued to thrust deep. Over and over, he buried himself inside her, making her tremble with a need that consumed everything within her.
She knew she wasn’t alone in these feelings. The connection between them hummed with electricity, sparks seeming to strike at every point of contact. Brenne had been exhausted by the birth and her breakdown after, but his touch on her body was reviving her, was filling her with a warmth that washed away her tiredness.
Tonight had been like a moment out of time, and when she’d led him to the bunkhouse, she’d realized she didn’t want it to end. This little timeout had given them both the breathing room they needed to just calm down and be around one another.
She could have left after showing him to the room, but she’d lingered, wanting him to touch her. When he’d asked her to stay, she’d rejoiced inside. Doubts had sung their chorus in her mind, but she’d been quick to block them. For tonight, I’m just a woman and he’s just a man. Let tomorrow worry about itself.
She reached her arm behind her to hook onto his hip. She pulled him toward her, wanting to be as close as possible to him. The heat of his body was warming the ice that filled her when they’d split up. If she could, she’d melt into a puddle against him, every molecule of her body vibrating with his warmth.
One of his hands snaked its way down to her feminine core, his fingers slipping in to rub her clit. Brenne started to pant. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she was climaxing. She bit her lip, trying to hold off, trying to keep control.
“Let go,” he whispered into her ear. “Let me make you feel good. Don’t fight it.” Alex nibbled her ear, his breath hot on her skin.
Brenne gave in to his words and surrendered to the pleasure that was waiting to wash over her like a tidal wave. He thrust deep, rubbing her sensitive nub faster. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
She did, unable to help herself. Her climax hit her like a wall of water, exploding into a million droplets that rained down on her. She felt him buck against her and knew he was giving in to his own orgasm. They dissolved into each other, and Brenne lost consciousness.
Her eyes flew open suddenly, the echo of a noise she could no longer recall fading. She blinked into the low light, the window letting her know that dawn was on the way. She shivered, snuggling back into Alex. They’d both passed out right after their lovemaking, meaning they’d slept on top of the blanket.
His arm tightened around her, and she picked up the wrist where his watch lay. Brenne blinked at the time, then started. “Alex, wake up,” she hissed, pulling herself out of his arms and hurrying to get dressed. “Someone is going to find us here.”
Alex’s eyes blinked open, and he gave her a groggy smile. “Hey there, gorgeous.”
She blew out an exasperated breath. “Stick around as long as you like. I am going to try and sneak into the big house before Mama May realizes I’m not at breakfast.”