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lifted her from the floor in one swift, sure movement and carried her into the bedroom.

CHAPTER

4
    T he bed was soft, inviting—like Sky. When Cam placed her on the mattress, a part of him said, Leave her .
    The other, more demanding part had been fully engaged from the time he’d sensed her watching him in the shower.
    He hadn’t kissed her yet, simply lowered his body to hers in a way that was far too familiar for the strangers they were.
    Except they weren’t strangers any longer, hadn’t been since he’d told her about his life growing up. Willingly.
    Dammit.
    He realized he’d been tracing a finger along the side of her neck while she stared at him. Her hands were still fisted around his biceps, and when he shifted, his towel slipped off, remained between them, along with her clothing.
    The cool air played on his still-damp back and he fought a shiver. “Has it really been that long for you?”
    Her cheeks flushed. “Why would I lie about that?”
    In his experience, women—everyone—lied about nearly everything, in order to get what they wanted. Sky had grown up with a professional liar. Had she known that, been able to see right through it?
    Would she be able to see through him? “I don’t think you’d make that up, no.”
    Two fingers, pressed to the pulse point on the side of her neck. Her pulse was fast, practically jumping against his skin.
    Could he kill her? Dylan could, would if necessity reared its head; he was ruthless in all things, love and war.
    Cam could be so as well, had emotion trained out of him for situations like this. And he flashed back to a different time and place with a much different woman underneath him, one as ruthless and hardened as Cam had once thought he was. One who’d planned on killing him before he killed her.
    He’d thought she was innocent. Even so, he’d let his guard down too far. She’d tried to slice his throat and his balls all at once.
    It had taken him a long time after that mission to bed a woman. The few times he had, he’d ended up tying their hands just so he could come and get it over with faster.
    The women he’d picked hadn’t seemed to mind. And so far, the images of violence still mingled in his thoughts during sex.
    Even though he should be more than used to the violence, if anything, his tenure under Gabriel made his stomach turn more often than not. Instead of becoming numb and violent, he’d stopped sleeping, because the nightmares got too bad, and he’d started praying.
    Sometimes, there will be collateral damage , his CO had told him, years earlier, when he’d first been admitted to Delta training. You’ll feel like shit, which should reassure you that you are, indeed, human. And usually it’s just when you start to believe you’re super-fucking-man. It’s a good thing, because you are human, blood and bone, and you can break .
    He forced himself back to the present, to the beautiful, unarmed woman lying beneath him. Helpless and still, her gaze locked to his with a mix of power and challenge that made his dick throb.
    He was most definitely human. And this was nothing like his last mission.
    Why this time would be different, he didn’t know, but it was. Maybe because her touches were both hesitant and knowing. The way her tongue darted out quickly to the corner of her mouth when her hands ran along his shoulders.
    She swallowed, her throat moving against his palm, her hips pushing toward his in an almost unconscious movement.
    “Are you sure you’re physically okay?” he murmured, and she nodded.
    He ran his hand along her throat as he lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss shot through him with an unexpected jolt as her tongue hungrily found his, and he shifted his weight and tried to ground himself.
    As he kissed her, his fingers splayed along her collarbone, his palm resting at the base of her throat. Close enough to do the job easily—he wouldn’t need to use much pressure … she wouldn’t fight until it was too