Free Berserker's Rage by Elle Boon Page B

strength to move her up and down his cock. The force of his thrusts increased, and the grip he had on her became almost painful. Felicity held onto his shoulders as Hal fucked her. He pounded up into her, forcing her to take what he gave, and she loved it. She matched him stroke for stroke, felt the tingling that signaled her orgasm was near. She pushed down and rolled her hips, moaning as he let go of one hip, only to groan when he tunneled his hand between their bodies and found her clit.
    Hal rubbed back and forth over the bundle of nerves while his hips pounded up and down. She didn’t try to contain her cries of joy. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping, mingled with their moans. Felicity cried out as her orgasm flared and she came, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders. She slammed back to meet his thrusts, not wanting to lose the rhythm he’d set even though she’d already come. His hand tightened on her hip, a low groan escaped his lips along with her name, and then he held himself deep inside her. She instantly wished there was no rubber separating her from him.
    He pulled her down against him, kissing her gently. She wondered if he always kissed that way or if he was taking extra care because of her injuries. With a sigh she lifted herself off of him, he helped her up, and then climbed from the bed again. The sound of the toilet flushing and then the water running gave her a moment to collect her thoughts. Upper most was the fact she was one hundred percent in love with Hal Aldridge, followed by the fact she was starving.
    The seconds ticked by, but when he didn’t come out immediately she got nervous. Was he regretting the love making? Did he think she was going to become some clingy woman? She’d have to reassure him that wasn’t going to happen.
    Felicity decided to give him a few moments alone in case he was using the facilities. Her cheeks pinkened when she imagined him naked in her bathroom. A rush of arousal washed over her. “Stop it you horny girl, geez,” she mumbled to herself shrugging into her robe.
    Looking through her fridge, the best she could come up with to fix them was grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and canned tomato soup, unless he wanted to go out to eat, or planned to go home. Again, that shiver of doubt worked its way through her. She was not the ugly duckling anymore, and even if Hal decided to hit it and quit it, she would survive. He’d take a little piece of her with him, but she was stronger now than she’d been, she assured herself.
    “Hey, why did you get up?” Hal’s deep rumbling voice broke into her musings.
    “Oh…my stomach decided it needed sustenance.” She tried to laugh off her anxiety.
    His arms wrapped around her. “What’s the matter, and don’t lie to me.”
    “What’s the matter, my Felicity?”
    She blinked back tears. “Are you regretting what we…did?”
    His brows drew together in a deep frown. “Hell no, are you?” The arms around her contracted.
    Shaking her head, Felicity stood on her tiptoes. “No, it’s just you took so long in the bathroom, and I worried you were trying to figure out a way to let me down gently.”
    Hal smiled. “Didn’t you see me grab my phone?” When she shook her head he continued. “I got a text from Brax saying he assumed I was going to eat dinner with you and not to worry about him tonight. Honestly I’d completely forgotten about him. I shot him a quick text back, which he then responded. Needless to say, I had to turn my phone off, otherwise he and I would’ve been in a texting war.”
    Her heart flipped over at the love and respect he clearly had for his captain and friend. Still, she decided she wouldn’t tell him how she felt about him, yet.
    “Are you hungry? I have the fixings for grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. The soup is from a can, but I add stuff to it that makes it really tasty.”
    “I’m famished.” He rubbed his stomach.
    His