Page 102 of Her Passionate Hero

“Off. We can’t do this with your clothes still on.”

“We have time,” he said as he put a knee on the bed. Aliana sat up and startled him when she stroked his cock through the front of his jeans.

“I said take the jeans off, Boy.”

Shit, she was doing her Ms. Novak voice. He grinned. He took off his belt and unbuttoned his jeans.

“You don’t wear underwear?”

“Well, sometimes I do. I was in a hurry to get over here.” He sat down on the side of the bed and got rid of his boots and socks. He pulled out his wallet and grabbed the condoms, leaving them on the nightstand.

He watched as she swallowed. A little of her bravado had deserted her.

“Aliana, are―”

With horror, he saw her eyes well up with tears.

“Dammit, Hunter, no teasing, no talk about swords, no nothing. This is the truth, okay?”

She had her hands clenched into fists, digging into the bedspread as she leaned forward. She was glaring at him. What had he done?

“Okay, Aliana, what’s the truth?”

“You’re the breath I breathe. You absolutely are, Hunter. Now can I live without you? Absolutely. I can live in the dark, somewhere near hell. I’ve done it for years. But I don’t want to. I want to live in the light with you. Reaching for my dream scares the hell out of me, but I’ve finally realized it’s better to reach for the dream and lose it, then to have never reached for it at all.” She let go of the comforter and flung her arms around him. “So, Hunter, even if this lasts just for today, I’m going to be happy because you’re my everything. I love you more than you can ever imagine.”

He sat there stunned. Here he was, Hunter Diaz, the boy who ate out of dumpsters, and he had a woman who said he was her dream. He had trouble focusing as tears clouded his vision. He needed to hug this woman. Kiss this woman. Love this woman.

This time when he bared her thigh, there was no shame, his Alia knew the truth, there was nothing about her that he didn’t adore. But as other parts of her body came into view, his woman was shy. He wrapped her close to him, and she buried her head into his chest.

“I can’t believe I’m blushing,” she grumbled.

Hunter laughed.

“And now I can’t believe you’re laughing.”

“Cariña, be happy I chose laughter.”

“What do you mean?”

“I could be drooling. My God, you’re gorgeous.” Hunter slid his hand all the way from her shoulder, down the sleek line of her back to cup her ass. She arched into his caress, pushing them closer together. Her color was still high, but Hunter was pretty sure it was from excitement. He parted her leg so he could slide his in between hers. Without any coaxing, she slid her core against his thigh.

“That feels so good.”

He lowered his head and took a pink nipple into his mouth, loving her gasp of pleasure as he worried the tip with his lips and tongue. He plucked the other tip with his fingers.

“Harder.”

He increased his efforts, and she moaned his name.

Hunter kept his hand on her breast, and kissed his way down her torso, along the line of her tummy, until he could get to the heart of her. Aliana resisted when he tried to coax her legs apart until he started licking her scars. It seemed that knowing she had his entire acceptance, unlocked all aspects of her.

He was fascinated by the silky golden curls that barely covered her glistening, pink folds. She was exquisite. Hunter breathed in her spicy, sweet scent and covered her with his mouth. No gasp this time. No moan. She let out a wail of pleasure as he continued to torture her. He wanted this rare moment in time to be something she could treasure.

Her liquid response made it easy for him to magnify her pleasure by slowly inching one finger inside her fiery depths. She slammed her hips upwards, silently begging for more. Hunter kept going at a pace he felt she could handle until finally he redoubled his presence inside her and spread her silken channel. Sweat dotted his forehead. He thought his cock was going to pound its way through the bed and drill a hole to China. He needed to go slow.

“Hunter, I need more. Harder or slower. Faster or Softer. Something. I need something.”

Glad she straightened that out. Hunter continued to curl his tongue around her clit, around and around, while his fingers sought and found that spot inside her body that made her jolt.