Free A Tiger's Bounty by Terry Bolryder Page A

can handle the consequences,” she said as she looked up at him, sounding self-assured for the first time tonight.
    Jace smile and wrapped his arms around her generous sides. She tried to squirm away cutely, but he only held on tighter, as if he never wanted to let go.
    Damn, he would miss this. All of it.
    “I know you are. That’s what I like about you,” Jace said in response to her comment.
    Amber’s face contorted in mock offense, but before she could retort, he swept her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
    If it was going to be one last time, he would make it one she would never, ever forget.
    He set her on the bed and pulled off her shirt, tossing it to the side. Today she was wearing a white bra, something that looked comfortable and cupped her beautiful breasts just right. In her eyes, he could already sense the heat, her desire for him.
    He would fulfill all of it and more.
    Jace laid her back on the bed and kissed her at the curve of her neck, surrounding her as each touch made her come alive in his arms. Her scent was wonderful, burned into his mind as the most erotic fragrance he would ever experience. Even the smallest touch of her body felt like home for him somehow. The kind of home that could never be broken or torn down. Safe. Magical.
    But even if the tiger inside him knew that, he knew logically that her life was outside these reinforced brick walls and steel doors he’d surrounded himself with.
    Straddling her soft hips with his thighs, Jace reached both hands under the cups of the bra and played with her breasts, feeling and squeezing and stroking. He ran his fingers over her nipples, and she moaned for him, driving him crazy with desire. He then unhooked the bra and pulled it off, devouring her breasts with his mouth, suckling and pleasuring them in every way imaginable.
    Amber’s hands writhed in the sheets as he did so.
    Wondering if he could make it even more intense for her, he gathered both of her wrists in one hand and pinned them gently above her on the bed. The fire in her eyes let him know she agreed, and he used his mouth and his other free hand to make love to her breasts and stomach freely. Every time he hit the right spot, her hands would strain against his as her body lit up, writhing with pleasure beneath him.
    Jace wanted to see her come. Needed to see her come. He brought his available hand lower on her body, reaching beneath her soft sweatpants and her satiny underwear and feeling between the soft folds of her sex. She was already so wet for him, so ready. But he would wait until he had wrung every last drop of pleasure from her. Make it so no matter where she went, she would remember at least this night.
    Jace relished the slick feel of her, and he ran his index finger slowly up her center, right against her clit in a way that made her cry out loudly in passion. He still held her hands above her head, and he could tell her body felt everything even more intensely because of it, the restraint giving her no way to escape the entirety of the sensations her body experienced.
    Had there been more time, Jace could think of a dozen or so more things he would have liked to try with her. But dwelling on that was a fool’s errand.
    Jace didn’t play games with her, but stroked over her with a slow rhythm that made her body tense more and more with each touch. As he did, he leaned down and kissed her delicious, perfect breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and squeezing it gently between his teeth, enough pressure to make her cry out for more.
    With one last stroke over her heat, Amber came apart, and he released her hands, which came down and dug into his muscled thighs as her hips bucked against him and she screamed out his name.
    Truly, there was no more beautiful sight than this anywhere in the world.
    As Amber came down from the high of climax, he slipped off her sweatpants and her panties with one go, baring her to him completely. Already, he felt like he knew every