Go Fetch!
Page 41

Her orgasm slammed into her like a runaway train. So hard she ripped flesh off his back with her nails and screamed in release. He came a moment after, his back arching, a howl torn from his throat. Knowing she made him howlno, you really couldnt get cooler than that.
He dropped on top of her. His whole body clearly too devastated to move. She didnt complain. She didnt realize how much shed like such a big guy lying on top of her. She felt warm. Cozy. Safe. After a few minutes, he rolled off. His warmth gone, the sweat on her body chilled. She almost told him to roll his ass back.
They were both silent for several moments. Then she chuckled. She couldnt help herself. Then he started to chuckle. Then they both started laughing outright.
I was right, she finally managed. Viking.
With a playful growl, he launched himself at her, knocking both of them off the bed.
Chapter Fourteen
Mmmhm, Conall.
Conalls eyes snapped open. What in hell? He turned over slowly and looked at her. He could see her clearly in the pitch-black room. She lay on her side, facing him. And sound asleep.
He raised an eyebrow. The woman was definitely out cold, but hed heard her voice. Was she dreaming about him? Theyd just had several hours of seriously hard-core sex, she should be just sleeping. And she definitely shouldnt be having wet dreams about him still.
She suddenly stretched, turning so her back rested against the bare mattress. The ruined sheets had hit the floor hours ago. While she stretched, her back arched, presenting those adorable breasts of hers to him like an offering from the gods. He leaned down and licked one. Just a slow swipe. Her back arched more and again she moaned his name.
He stared at her, loving his wolf eyes because he could see her without turning on a light and ruining the moment. She was the most beautiful woman hed ever seen. It wasnt simply her looks either. Hell, those could go and he wouldnt miss them. It was something else. It was her. She was raw and rude and who she was. The wolf in him loved that. Loved her. When she was around, the wolf in him wanted to lie down and put his head in her lap. And he didnt have to hide who he was. She seemed to relish the rawness hed always worked so hard to keep bottled up.
Conall? It sounded almost like she was pleading with him. Christ, what exactly was his dream self up to? He noticed her arms were still over her head, like someone held them in place. He growled and she smiled in her sleep, her lust reaching out and grabbing him around the cock.
He reached over and ran his finger gently across her nipple. It hardened further under his touch but she didnt wake. He pinched the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She wiggled a bit, but she slept on.
Yeah, he liked the way she slept.
He brought his mouth down toher breast, grasping her nipple gently between his teeth. He let his tongue flick over it again and again and then he sucked. She made desperate sounds from the back of her throat, but miraculously she was still out cold.
He ran his hand down her stomach and in between her thighs. She moaned as his forefinger circled her clit then flicked it. She almost came off the bed, so he grasped her arms and held them down.
He briefly closed his eyes. He never thought hed meet someone like Miki. Someone strong enough to be his woman. His mate. But she was. She was everything hed ever hoped for. And it didnt hurt she was one wicked fuck.
He worked her clit with his fingers and her breasts with his mouth and tongue. But whatever was happening in her dream had already brought her halfway to climax. All he was doing was providing the last little push she needed.
She shuddered. Actually, her entire body did. Then her legs began to shake. She was coming, and he pulled back enough so he could watch her. She always came hard and loud, and looked beautiful doing it.
He stayed with her until her body settled down. Then she smiled in her sleep and sighedhis name.
If he physically could have, he would have come himself. Thats what the woman did to him. Instead, he decided right then and there. He was going to marry Miki Kendrick. He just had to convince her. And, hell, how hard could that be?
Miki felt warm lips against hers. She sighed and opened her eyes, giving them a few seconds to adjust to the darkness. His lips moved gently down her neck and she felt that wonderful hair of his rubbing across her flesh. God, she loved the feel of his hair against her body. She wanted to run her hands through it, but she couldnt since her arms were pinned above her head.
UmConall?
UmMiki?
Whats the deal with my arms?
It was the only way to keep you pinned to the bed?
See, statements like that really freak me out.
You started it.
I started what?
A woman moans your name in her sleep, its really hard to ignore her.
Now this was getting embarrassing. God, did I jack off in my sleep again? This wasnt a mental disorder was it? Like being a sociopath or a schizophrenic.
No. But I thought you could use a little assistance with that.
Oh. She thought she had dreamed all that. She was glad she hadnt because it fuckin rocked.
He kissed her mouth again, released her arms then sat up, his back against the headboard. He reached over to the side table and grabbed something. She heard a tearing sound and realized hed grabbed a condom.
What are you doing, Viking?