Release date: August 26, 2014
A whimper left
her lips as his hard chest pressed against her breasts, his hips into her lower
belly, and the raging erection beneath his jeans angled at her navel.
She could feel
how hard he was, remember how hot, how intent he could be while pushing inside
the wet, aching depths of her body.
“He almost took
everything we cherished, Amelia,” he reminded her, his eyes brilliant in the
darkness of his face in the sudden arousal that suffused it. “He nearly
destroyed Rafe and Logan and the women they loved, and he made certain he
tracked down every woman we may have even considered having as a lover.”
“I didn’t know!”
she cried out again as his free arm wrapped around her hips and pulled her up
his body until he jutted his hips between her thighs, the denim-covered
erection notching against her sex. “Please, Crowe, I would have stopped him if
I could have. I swear. If I had known, you would have known.”
“He dangled you beneath my nose like a fucking piece of steak
before a hungry wolf, Amelia,” he told her, his tone brutal. “He was daring me
to take you.”
She couldn’t think about that; she didn’t dare.
“Please, Crowe. Let me go.” The plea was whispered but no less
desperate for its lack of force.
Her loss of strength against him was terrifying. The feel of his
body, all lean hard muscle and raging male hunger, was more than she could deny
herself.
She had ached for so long.
Ached for his touch. Ached for the perfection of pleasure she had
found in his arms so many summers before.
“Let you go?” His head lowered, his lips brushing against the line
of her jaw. “Do you really think that’s going to happen, Amelia? After all this
time, after the effort he went to in teasing me with you?” Strong teeth nipped
at her jaw before the warmth of his tongue eased over the little ache. “Dared
me to take you. Have you considered why? Have you considered the punishment he
had in store for you if I ever dared to take what was so subtly offered and he
learned of it?”
She couldn’t—
“Please don’t do this to me.” Her head fell back against the wall,
tilting to the side as his lips moved slowly down the sensitive column of her
neck.
So slowly.
His tongue licked against the nerve-ridden flesh, his teeth
scraped against it, sending pleasure racing with fiery force along her tender
nerve endings.
He was going to break her in ways Wayne had never been able to
break her. He would destroy that last dark, hidden place where she had stored
the most important memories, the deepest depths of her love for him.
“Don’t do what to you, sugar elf?” he whispered, one hand sliding
beneath her skirt to her bare thigh as his hips rolled, the hard wedge of his
cock pressing against her suddenly swollen mound. “Don’t pleasure you the way
I’ve been tempted to pleasure you? Don’t take what I was offered every fucking
time you stared up at me with those pretty eyes?”
A moan escaped her lips as he gripped the flesh of her neck in his
hard teeth, his tongue lashing at the skin there with exquisite hunger. He
refused to give her a chance to catch her breath, or a chance to deny him. Just
as he refused to allow her to place any distance between them.
“God, I’ve hungered for you.” His fingers slid farther along the
inside of her thigh, finding the elastic edge of her panties and rubbing
against it erotically. “Have you been hungry for me, Amelia? Have you been wet
for me, baby?”
Wet for him? She had been so wet for him over the years that it
had been all she could do to keep her panties dry.
His fingers slipped beneath the elastic edge of the silk-and-lace
panties and found the slick heat covering the swollen lips of her sex.
Amelia froze, her lashes immediately rising, focusing on Crowe’s
as he lifted his head and stared down at her.
Lust burned in the dark depths, predatory and filled with a heat
that seared her to her soul.
