Free Hunter Betrayed by Nancy Corrigan Page A

of his finger. Realization struck. It wasn’t an X, but
the center of two overlapping circles. He brought her hand gently to his mouth
and placed a kiss on her skin.
    A shuddered sigh escaped her lips. He glanced at her. The
lust reflected in his eyes stopped her heart. “Not completely, but I will. Then
my body will act as your shield and I will protect you.”
    She waited for the doubt to come. It never did. Only
anticipation filled her at how he’d finish saving her.
    “And you’ll do that by,” she swallowed hard, “fucking me?”
    He frowned and the brush of butterfly wings danced through
her. She had the sensation of him rifling through her mind. His eyes widened.
She used a metaphysical hand and pushed against his invading exploration. The
tickling touch of his presence retreated immediately.
    “What are you doing?”
    He straddled her, took her other wrist and tugged both over
her head. Stretched over her naked body, he braced himself with a hand next to
her achy breast. “I’ve been locked away for nearly a millennium. Much has
changed in the time I’ve been imprisoned.”
    He lifted his gaze and scanned the room. Again his eyes
widened as if he’d just noticed his surroundings. Such a small thing, but
seeing the shock displayed there pleased her. She’d been his entire focus when
he’d materialized, not the living room with its slightly older electronics and
plush, expensive furnishings. He wouldn’t appear so surprised otherwise.
    He focused on her. “I didn’t touch your memories. You must
willingly share those. I merely took the knowledge of this era from you.”
    A long moment passed where they watched each other, two
strangers on the verge of becoming so much more. The full impact hit her, left
her a little shaky inside but not anxious. No, excitement sped her pulse.
    She licked her lips, already envisioning what they’d do
together. “So, am I right?”
    He slid his hungry gaze to her breasts. The points stood
erect and the sheen to her skin betrayed how hot she’d gotten from touching
herself.
    “Oh yes, I’ll fuck you, my Harley. Sometimes hard and fast.
Other times so damn slowly you’ll beg me to fill you up.” He met her eyes.
“I’ll take you so often and in so many ways you’ll want me to be the center of
your world as you are now mine.”
    He released her wrists and covered one breast with his hand.
The hard point pushed against his calloused skin and a jolt of electricity
raced down her spine. He captured the tip she’d teased minutes ago. The small
pinch arched her back.
    “You like?”
    She flicked her gaze from his long fingers holding her
nipple to his face and nodded. “Do it again.”
    One corner of his mouth rose. He rolled the tip. She gasped.
Another tug clenched her core.
    “You please me, Harley. I can’t wait to watch that look pass
over your face when I fill your…” The smile giving him a roguish look turned
wicked. “When I fill your sheath .”
    The low growl to his last word tightened her inner muscles.
She whimpered.
    “You do want me to ram my cock inside you and make you
convulse over my rigid length,” he ran the tip of his tongue over his upper lip,
“don’t you?”
    “I…I…” She couldn’t get the words out.
    He released her hands and sat back so he knelt between her
thighs. Her attention shifted from the desire stamped on his face to the long
length of his erection molded by his pants.
    “Touch it.”
    He didn’t have to tell her twice. She pushed up, spreading
her legs with the move and exposing herself to him. The muttered curse and
shaky breath he released told her he liked the view. It pleased her but her
focus centered on the rigid cock she couldn’t wait to feel pierce her.
    She skimmed her fingertips along his hidden penis. The thin
material covering it allowed her to make out the veins and the ridge around the
head. She rubbed her thumb over the damp tip. Oh yeah, she wasn’t the only one
drowning in lust. A few strokes,