The Bloodgate Warrior by Joely Sue Burkhart Page A

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    Which my body absolutely loved. My breasts were tight and hard, my nipples swollen even without the teasing of his fingers. Between my thighs, I was melting. He was still inside me, thick and full, and it was almost enough to make me come again.
    “You want to be afraid.” His voice rolled like approaching thunder, sending chills racing up and down my arms. “Your pulse pounding in your throat, the hair on the nape of your neck standing on end, your breathing coming fast and hard as though you’ve been running. Running from me. You know I’ll run you down, don’t you, Cassie? You’ll never be able to escape me once I begin the hunt.”
    My heart lodged somewhere in my throat and I couldn’t answer. My eyes were wide, aching, locked to his face.
    “How hard do you want me to take you?”
    I shivered, which moved his cock inside me. Once I moved, I couldn’t stop. I needed that gliding friction. Adrenaline shot my desire higher by the second. His palms clamped down on my hips, holding me still, refusing to let me move, and my need rocketed higher.
    “Answer me. Before we begin, I need to know how far you’re willing to go.”
    I swallowed hard before I could speak. “As hard as you want.”
    “Understand me, Cassie.” He squeezed my hips hard enough I moaned, ensuring I kept my gaze on his face. “I will take any refusal seriously. If you even think about me stopping, I will cease immediately. No play, no teasing. If you wish me to stop, I absolutely will without question. You won’t have to find the words, I’ll know.”
    I gave him a jerky nod. My fingers clutched at his pectorals, shaking and cold with delicious fear.
    “Do you feel how much you want me now?” He reached up a hand and laid his fingers on my breast. So hard and tender, my nipple felt like it was going to shatter even with such a light touch. “How quickly are you going to explode again, Cassie?”
    It was all I could do not to come again just thinking about it. He had my entire body humming on the edge with his words alone.
    His fingers tightened slowly, pinching my nipple in a vise. He gave me plenty of time to jerk away and stop him, but I didn’t. Because it felt like he’d hooked up my breast to a powerful generator. Fire flowed from my throbbing breast down to my clit and back up as though he’d laid down electrical wires.
    I gulped for air, my fingers digging into his chest for leverage. I tried to lift my hips to gain a little relief, but he was more than strong enough to hold me in place with his other hand. He was thick and hard and impossibly long inside me, a rock-hard reminder of his size and strength. With his fingers clamped on my breast, he charged me up to full capacity and I couldn’t stop the redline surge.
    Pleasure overloaded my nerves. My body jolted with ten thousand bolts of electricity, jerking against his grip, thrashing, lost to the wave of pleasure that picked me up and slammed me back to earth.
    When I managed to crack my eyes open again, I was so disoriented it took me a moment to realize I was on my stomach. Panic rolled over me. Where is he? Behind me?
    Instinctively, I tried to rear up and scramble away, but I couldn’t move anything but my hands. As soon as he knew I was aware, he dropped even more of his weight on me. Heat covered me head to toe. His knees were planted on either side of my thighs, keeping me trapped beneath him. His chest pressed against my back. I couldn’t even lift my head because he was so big, his chest and shoulders blocked my head.
    He let out a wicked laugh and rocked his hips against me, drilling me into the mattress. He wasn’t inside me, not yet, but the thought made me fist my hands in the sheet and hold on for dear life.
    “Are you sure this is what you want?”
    I couldn’t nod. I tried to suck in a breath, but he was too heavy. Gasping, I managed a moan of acknowledgement that made him chuckle.
    “Very well. I’m going to lift up in a moment. You are