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As her hand circled his cock, he wondered if he’d survive this.

When she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, a strangled growl broke free from his throat.

She licked and sucked, working her mouth down, taking more of his large cock into her mouth. He had to watch. He lifted his head and wasn’t sure he had ever seen anything so arousing as watching Honor pleasure him.

Involuntarily, his hand slid into her hair and he directed her. He urged her to take him a little deeper. Unable to stop himself he bumped his hips up, forcing more of his cock into her mouth.

She didn’t protest. Instead, she made a humming sound that vibrated through him and made him groan.

She pulled back with a pop. “Just let go, warrior, this time I’ve got you.”

Colm had never given up his control to anybody. He’d spent his life honing his control, knowing he’d need it to constrain the wrongness inside him.

But in this moment, this intimate moment with this woman—his woman—he let her take the lead.

As his orgasm hit him, he spilled inside her mouth, his back arching with the most intense sensations he’d ever felt.

For the first time in his life, he worried about nothing but pleasure.

CHAPTER TWELVE

When Honor woke, she stretched her arms above her head, feeling pretty darn good.

She stared up at the ice roof above her. Despite the dangerous creatures, these caves—with their sparkling moss and pretty ice—were really beautiful. She turned her head and saw Colm was already up, rummaging around in their remaining backpack.

The caves weren’t quite as beautiful as her warrior.

He raised his head. When he saw she was awake, he grabbed a nutri-bar and brought it over to her.

She pulled the fur closer around her naked body. She opened the packaging of the food supplement and studied him. She sensed he wasn’t feeling loose and satisfied like she was. Instead, that terrible tension was back.

“Are you okay, Colm?”

He grunted.

She took a bite of the bar and chewed. “You’ve been⁠—”

“Out of control.” He shot to his feet, his hands on his hips. Then he spun, let out a small growl, and slammed his hand into the wall.

The ice cracked.

Her throat tightened. “We’re going to get out of here, Colm⁠—”

“It doesn’t matter if I make it out, Honor.”

“I know you’re angry about something. Something to do with your father⁠—”

“I don’t want to talk about it with you.”

That hurt. She swallowed. “With Kavon, then?”

“No. It is my problem to bear.” He pressed his palms against the ice wall.

She stared at his straining back. Unable to stay away from him, she stood. She pressed a hand to the corded muscles. “Let me help you.”

“You warm my bed, Honor. That is all.”

She took the hit, then she steadied herself, shaking away the sting. “Well, we haven’t made it to a bed yet, so I guess I warm your furs. But this has nothing to do with you putting your cock inside me, Colm. We’ve worked together on this mission, we’ve fought side by side and saved each other’s lives. I consider you a friend.”