Free Deadly Target [IAD Agency 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Laurie Roma Page B

shelter her smaller frame underneath him. The intimacy of this lifesaving act stirred emotions inside him he had sworn to lock away forever. Mikayla doing something to him he didn’t understand, and he didn’t like it.
    “I wish you wouldn’t have done that,” he whispered gruffly.
    Mikayla’s long, dark lashes lifted so her violet eyes slanted up at him as he pulled back slightly so he could see her. “I couldn’t wait. Those girls would have died.”
    “I know. But I still can’t help wishing you didn’t have to do it.” Gage sighed. “We should get you to the hospital.”
    “Wait…” Mikayla whispered as her arms wrapped around his back, holding his body to her. Her small hands played over the thick muscles on his back, stroking and feeling his hot skin with her fingertips. “Warm me. I’m so cold, Gage.”
    She meant more than just her body. Inside there was a part of her that stayed cold, calculated, allowing her to do what she did. But the price to her soul left her chilled, as if she would never feel warm, never feel normal.
    Mikayla squirmed under Gage’s warm body, trying to get closer to him. As the heat of him chased away the cold, it also lit an ember of need deep inside her. Her breath hitched as she felt his thick shaft pressed against her.
    He was long and so very hard.
    It made her want to feel him closer, moving over her, inside her. She rubbed against him, barely aware of what she was doing as she stroked his engorged shaft over the silken folds of her pussy that had become wet with her juices.
    Her soft moan sounded loud in the quiet stillness. Gage pressed his hard body down on hers, stilling her motion. She opened her eyes again to see his nostrils flare, his brilliant green eyes burning with lust so hot she could almost feel it melting her.
    “Stop it, Mikayla. I won’t take advantage of you like this,” Gage snapped.
    She wanted him, wanted to be normal for just this moment. “You want me.”
    Gage let out a strangled laugh. “I think we’ve established that. But not like this. Not when you don’t know what you’re doing.”
    “I know. Be with me, Gage. Make me feel real, just this once.”
    Gage’s heart began to pound so hard he thought it might jump right out of his chest as need flooded his system. God, he wanted to touch her, to taste her so bad that he thought he might die if he didn’t have her. Her words gave him pause though, just enough so he struggled for control instead of taking what he so desperately wanted.
    What the hell did she mean by saying she wanted him to make her feel real?
    Thoughts scattered like snowflakes as Mikayla shifted under him, parting her legs so he was nestled between her thighs. His hard cock throbbed with a painful ache against the moist center of her. Damn him, he couldn’t help but rub the crest of his cock over the silky, wet folds of her pussy. One thrust and he could be inside heaven. But still, he held back.
    She was trying to kill him.
    Gage clenched his teeth against the pleasure raking through him at the feel of her. What kind of sick bastard was he to take advantage of a woman in this position? He had only wanted to get her warm. He had never meant for it to go this far, but Christ he wanted her.
    “Baby, we can’t. I don’t want you to hate me later.”
    “I won’t,” Mikayla whispered. “No games, just us. Just this once, Gage. Let me feel this, feel you. Love me just this once.”
    He looked down at her and something inside him clenched, then broke free. There was no way he could say no to her about anything when she was looking up at him like that. He wanted her, needed to be inside her more than he needed his next breath.
    “Just this once,” Gage replied softly, his breath caressing her lips. Damn, he knew it was a lie even as he said it. Once would never be enough to sate the hunger he had for her. He shifted his hips then pushed forward so the head of cock lodged at her entrance.
    He paused there, holding his