Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea. It would be a long time before he would be able to get this image out of his mind.
Unable to wait a moment longer to be separated from her, he dragged her against him, kissing her, as their naked bodies met for the first time. His body flamed at the contact, at the sizzle of skin meeting skin.
He cupped her breast, her bottom. She was so damned soft he couldn’t stop touching her. All subtlety gone, he slid his hand between her legs. Kissing her as he slid his finger inside the soft molten heat. He groaned. Desire plunged through him in a hot, heavy wave, dragging him down. So hot. So wet. She moaned and writhed against him. Pressing her hips to his hand and crushing her breasts harder against his chest.
He slipped in another finger, opening her wider. But the stroke of his fingers wasn’t enough. He wanted to be inside her more than he’d ever wanted anything in his life.
She moaned again, this time more insistently, and pressed her mound to his arousal, seeking more friction. The sensation of her dampness sliding over his throbbing cock nearly made him lose his mind.
So close.
Don’t.He gritted his teeth against the urge to plunge inside her.
But God, he wanted to.
One last time.He couldn’t quiet the drum of the words in his ears, driving him on.
“Please, Hawk—”
“Erik,” he demanded. He wanted—needed—to hear her say his name. Their eyes met. He felt that sharp tugging in his chest. “Erik,” he said again.
“Erik,” she repeated softly. The smile that turned her mouth and filled her eyes made the pressure that had been building inside him shatter. “Please, I want this.”
His head was spinning, her innocent entreaty wreaking havoc with his mind. He knew how good it would be. How tight she would be around him. How her body would grip him.
He couldn’t think of anything but being inside her. It was the only thing that mattered. It was the only thing that was going to feel right. The only thing that was going to stop the hammering in his chest and put an end to the maddening hunger.
He put his hands on either side of her shoulders, bracing himself over her, and positioned himself between her legs. Their eyes met and held. Neither one of them said a word. They didn’t need to. He gave her one last chance. She read the question in his eyes and nodded.
He didn’t hesitate. His body was no longer listening to reason, but acting on its own, careening forward with only one purpose in mind: to make her his.
Mine. The instinct was primal and irresistible.
His body shook with anticipation as he slowly pushed inside.
Ellie knew she should tell him to stop. Despite the haze of passion that had gripped them both, she knew he would.
But she didn’t want him to.
She loved him—Erik. He’d told her his name.
She loved his brash cockiness. His incorrigible grin. The innate sense of honor and nobility that he hid behind a roguish facade. She loved his warmth, his kindness, and his thoughtfulness. She loved the sense of freedom she had when she was with him. The adventure. The excitement. But also sitting next to him on a hillside watching the waves crash against the rocks.
Joining with him seemed the perfect—the only—expression of that love.
She knew this meant something. He cared for her. He had to. When he held himself over her, the look in his eyes had taken her breath away. Fierce. Possessive. Intense. It was a primal claim that could not be denied.
She belonged to him, and he to her. Fate had brought them to this place: it was meant to be. He was her destiny.
She gripped his shoulders, feeling the silky head of his erection nudge at the sensitive folds between her legs. A fresh wave of dampness rushed through her at the incredible sensation.
She wasn’t quite sure how well this was going to work. He was much too big. But somehow she had to trust that her body would adjust to accommodate him.
Piercing blue eyes held her from behind a face more fierce than she’d ever seen it. Jaw clenched, muscles hard and taut under her fingertips, he seemed to be fighting against an invisible foe.
He pushed, opening her with the tip of his erection.
She gasped at the sensation. And then again when he pushed in a little deeper.
