She couldn’t make that promise. It would be a lie. “Maybe I’ll just leave.” Her stomach rolled over. Not one part of her wanted to leave him.
He was quiet for a moment and then gently turned her onto her back. His metallic gray eyes glittered through the night. “No.”
Her heart snagged. “No?”
“No. Just decided. You’re not going anywhere until you see my doctors.” He gently gripped her chin, stopping her automatic protest. “You have a choice right now. You can stay with me, on the back of my bike and in my bed, or you can sleep in your own bag closer to the fire and ride in one of the SUVs when we head out in the morning. I’ll take care of you either way, but make sure you know what you want. I’m not having this discussion again.”
Her mouth opened, and her brain fuzzed.
He moved his thumb across her mouth. “If you need, you can take the night to decide. But I do want your answer first thing tomorrow.”
She knew her answer. “I want to stay with you.” That commitment was more terrifying and exhilarating than all of the experiences she’d been trying to shove into what little life she had left. “But I can’t promise to do what you say all the time.”
He leaned down and kissed her. “So long as you understand that, if you disobey me, there will be consequences.”
“I understand,” she said breathlessly, her butt on fire.
He chuckled. “They won’t be pleasurable like this was, trust me.” He nibbled her jawline.
She shifted her body restlessly, a near-pounding between her legs. “Garrett? I need, um, something…”
“I know.” He licked down her neck and sucked one breast into his mouth, lashing her nipple through the thin material of her top. He shoved up the cotton and kissed his way down her torso and abdomen, smoothly sliding her leggings and panties down her legs with one hand. He tugged them off.
She couldn’t breathe. His mouth was devastating. Then he kissed her, right on her sex. Pleasure burst through her, followed by panic. What was he doing? She grabbed his hair to pull him up.
He growled against her. She stilled. Vibrations spiraled from his mouth through her. “I don’t understand.” The pressure inside her might kill her.
“You will.” He licked her and then seemed to devour her. His mouth, his tongue, his fingers all went at her, propelling her right into the second orgasm of her life. She cried out, shuddering, as extreme pleasure whipped through her. Finally, she settled, but he didn’t stop.
Not even close.
He added the scrape of teeth to the sensations bombarding her, taking complete control of her body. She was helpless against him, and even her brain shut down. She didn’t feel the chill of the night any longer. Only such raw pleasure that she had no choice but to ride it.
She tipped over into another climax with a rough cry and shoved her hand against her mouth. Her body bucked against him. He cupped her butt with one strong hand, forcing her even closer to his mouth.
His whiskers were abrasive on her thighs, only adding to the sensations.
She desperately tangled her fingers in his thick hair as he continued with his onslaught. No way could she orgasm again. “Garrett.”
He ignored her and sank his teeth into her thigh before returning and sucking her clitoris into his mouth.
Her head thrashed back and forth on the small pillow. She’d had no idea this was even possible, but she was climbing again. So high and so out of control. His rough hand squeezed her abused butt, and she broke wildly. This time she did so silently, her mouth open in a muted scream.
Finally, he paused to look up at her, his smile wicked.
Then he went at her again.
Chapter Eight
Garrett felt like his entire body had been put through a meat grinder as he signaled for two of the prospects to keep an eye on the sleeping woman in his bag. A fragrant patch of wildflowers bloomed nearby, and he’d almost picked her a bouquet. He was losing his mind.
He’d worn her out without taking advantage, and his cock was pissed. No doubt his balls were a hideous blue. Although dawn was just now streaking pink across the sky, somebody had already stoked the three fires, and he circled one to reach Bear and Sam. They sat at a picnic table near the tent where Nessa and the triplets still slept.
He arrived at the table. “Stop giving me that look.”
Bear crossed his massive arms. “Stop being a fucking moron.”
Garrett’s temper stirred. After a night with Destiny Applegate, he felt marked. Her scent and taste were all over him, and he wanted more of her. All of her. It had taken every bit of his impressive self-control to keep from fucking her silly the night before. “You’ve been on me for years to stop picking up dangerous females to ride on my bike, and now you’re pissed I have a nice girl? Make up your mind.”
