Free Tanner's War by Amber Morgan Page B

sank against him as if
she'd melt into him, her own movements growing more erratic. Had she ever
orgasmed before? He pictured her masturbating, pictured her own fingers roaming
over her tits and down between her legs, and he couldn't help the groan that
left him. He buried his head in the curve of her neck, biting her soft, sweet
skin. She yelped, and then mumbled an encouragement, reaching back to knot her
fingers in his hair. She covered his hand with her other, forcing his fingers
deeper inside her cunt.
    "Fuck me, Beth." He
obeyed her silent plea, pumping his fingers in and out of her harder and
faster. "You're going to kill me." His cock felt like it was going to
explode. He hadn't exactly been celibate since leaving prison, but he couldn't
remember the last time he'd felt this kind of raw, hungry lust for a woman.
    She was panting, little helpless
cries spilling from her. He felt her pussy clench around her fingers and knew
she was close to coming. It was the hottest fucking thing and Tanner was pretty
damn worried he was going to lose it and come in his pants like an idiot
fourteen-year-old.
    And then she cried his name, her
whole body convulsing as her orgasm hit her. Tanner rubbed her clit as she
came, pushed his fingers as deep as he could, feeling her cunt tighten around
them. He was determined to make it as intense for her as possible, and if her
reaction was anything to go by, he was doing a good job. She twisted and bucked
on his lap, her ass pushing down on his cock, creating an irresistible
friction. Tanner snarled and bit her throat one last time, hard enough that he
knew he'd leave a bruise.
    Good. Let every fucking man from
here to the Church of the Serpentine Cross know she was his.
    As the last waves of her orgasm
flowed out of her, she went limp and Tanner let wrapped his arms around her,
cradling her. She pressed her legs together, trembling and breathless. He
kissed her throat where he'd bitten her. "Are you okay? Was that
okay?" he asked.
    "Okay?" She laughed
shakily. "Yeah, that was okay."
    He hugged her hard against him,
feeling a fierce sense of pride and possession. If she thought he was letting
her go, that he'd let her just run off ... Hell no.
    They sat in silence for a few
minutes, nothing but birdsong and the distant roar of traffic to be heard. Then
Beth shifted slightly so she could look at him. "Tanner? Will you tell me
why you were in prison?"
    "Shit, Beth, you know how to
ruin the moment, don't you?" He said it without malice and kissed her to take
any sting out of his words. He sighed. "I'm not fucking
proud ... No, that's a lie. I'd do it again in a heartbeat, so I guess I
am proud of it." He turned that thought over in his head, trying to find a
simple way to explain the chaos of emotion behind what he'd done.
    Before he could, his phone started
ringing. He was tempted to ignore it, but the Ace of Spades ring tone meant it
was one of his brothers, and you didn't ignore that. Cursing, he stood and took
his phone from his pocket. It was probably a minor miracle it hadn't been
crushed while he and Beth made out. "Wolf, this better be a matter of life
or death."
    Wolf's voice was tight with anger.
"You need to get to Mia's diner. Now, man. No
fucking around."
    Adrenaline shot through Tanner,
burning off any lust for Beth he had left. "What happened?"
    "Come see for yourself."
Wolf hung up.
    "Fucker." Tanner pulled Beth to her feet. "Ready to ride again?"
    "What's wrong?" she
asked, fear plain on her face. Tanner knew he ought to drop her off at the mill
or something, but the thought of letting her out of his sight brought a burst
of anger to his chest.
    "I don't know yet." He
pulled her into a rough embrace, not quite sure why he suddenly felt the need
to hang onto her, but unable to resist it. "Let's go find out."
    ****
    Beth closed her eyes as she clung
to Tanner and they raced to the Five Mile Diner. She wished she could revel in
being so close to him, with the sensations he'd created