Read Online Opposition: Montana Wolves, Book Four (Montana Wolves series 4) by Chloe Cole - Free Book Online Page A
Book: Opposition: Montana Wolves, Book Four (Montana Wolves series 4) by Chloe Cole
Read Free Book Online
Authors: Chloe Cole
Ads: Link
encounters and she shivered with every new touch, every extra kiss.
If he were truly mine, I would never leave his room. We'd spend every day exactly like this.
He reached her earlobe and nibbled at her gently until electricity sparked throughout her body. She closed her eyes, taking in the sensation and trying to hold herself together. Because he wasn’t hers. They were enemies. Sworn to—
His lips met her nipple and he swirled his tongue around the stiff peak until she lost the capacity for thought.
“Now, Grey, please now.”
He must have sensed her desperation, because he didn’t argue. He slid his thick cock between her folds and drove deep.
As she stretched to accommodate him, she lifted her legs, wrapping them around his lean waist, pulling him in as deep as he could possibly go. He began to move and she matched him, keeping time, arching with his hips, breathing with his breath, beating with his heart.
The smell of him, the feel of him, and the taste of him was everywhere, and she clamped her teeth around the cord in his neck to keep from saying the words that were trying to fight their way out.
I love you.
He reared back and pressed her flat against the table, his eyes glinting in the moonlight as he stared at the space where his cock drove in and out of her.
His motions grew wild and desperate, and he squeezed her hips, using his hands to work her over his cock faster and faster. She gripped the sides of the table, thinking it was the only thing that could keep her body from coming apart at the seams, but even as she edged closer to release, another part of her wanted to slow down. To stop.
That maybe, just maybe, if they didn't finish they could stay here forever and they'd never have to fight. Never have to part.
She slammed her eyes closed and pushed into him, rocking harder. She wouldn't get to keep Grey, but she got to keep this. This moment was hers, and she'd be damned if she were going to ruin it.
A second later, the world went a hazy red as the climax crashed over her, wave after wave of ecstasy dragging her down, pulling her under. She was on fire and cried out his name as her body milked his in greedy clutches. A second later, he let out a protracted growl and joined her, bucking against her, his fingertips digging into her hips.
For a long while, there was no sound but their labored breath. No feeling other than his warm, tanned skin against hers. She was wrecked, totally and completely.
When he finally slid away, it felt as though he was taking the entire world with him.
“You should go home and get some sleep,” he said softly.
She nodded but couldn’t make her mouth work.
“I don’t want you to. If you asked me to, I’d say screw it right now. We’d throw some blankets on the floor and sleep here for all I give a shit. And then we’d move to Bora Bora. What do you say?”
Tears clogged her throat and she shook her head.
“You know we can’t do that.”
He nodded slowly and picked up her discarded hoody. “Yeah, I know.” He gestured for her to lift her arms up and she did, letting him dress her like a child, the tenderness of it almost more than she could bear.
This was it. Time to say goodbye before she couldn’t do it at all.
“You should go.”
He opened his mouth, closed it again, and then finally said, "Stay alive, okay?"
"Me? I'm a survivor."
But when he stepped out the door, shifting into his black wolf before slipping away between the trees, she felt like anything but.
CHAPTER EIGHT
T hey were all in the great room, each stationed by a window and waiting. The last rays of sunlight had long since disappeared behind the tree line and the three-quarters moon hung fat in the sky. There was no escaping the tension and restlessness coating the air.
Chandra sat beside her, stationed next to Liam at command. Normally, Jax would have been planted there, but he was in the security room, watching each of the monitors on the fence and waiting for the tripwires
If he were truly mine, I would never leave his room. We'd spend every day exactly like this.
He reached her earlobe and nibbled at her gently until electricity sparked throughout her body. She closed her eyes, taking in the sensation and trying to hold herself together. Because he wasn’t hers. They were enemies. Sworn to—
His lips met her nipple and he swirled his tongue around the stiff peak until she lost the capacity for thought.
“Now, Grey, please now.”
He must have sensed her desperation, because he didn’t argue. He slid his thick cock between her folds and drove deep.
As she stretched to accommodate him, she lifted her legs, wrapping them around his lean waist, pulling him in as deep as he could possibly go. He began to move and she matched him, keeping time, arching with his hips, breathing with his breath, beating with his heart.
The smell of him, the feel of him, and the taste of him was everywhere, and she clamped her teeth around the cord in his neck to keep from saying the words that were trying to fight their way out.
I love you.
He reared back and pressed her flat against the table, his eyes glinting in the moonlight as he stared at the space where his cock drove in and out of her.
His motions grew wild and desperate, and he squeezed her hips, using his hands to work her over his cock faster and faster. She gripped the sides of the table, thinking it was the only thing that could keep her body from coming apart at the seams, but even as she edged closer to release, another part of her wanted to slow down. To stop.
That maybe, just maybe, if they didn't finish they could stay here forever and they'd never have to fight. Never have to part.
She slammed her eyes closed and pushed into him, rocking harder. She wouldn't get to keep Grey, but she got to keep this. This moment was hers, and she'd be damned if she were going to ruin it.
A second later, the world went a hazy red as the climax crashed over her, wave after wave of ecstasy dragging her down, pulling her under. She was on fire and cried out his name as her body milked his in greedy clutches. A second later, he let out a protracted growl and joined her, bucking against her, his fingertips digging into her hips.
For a long while, there was no sound but their labored breath. No feeling other than his warm, tanned skin against hers. She was wrecked, totally and completely.
When he finally slid away, it felt as though he was taking the entire world with him.
“You should go home and get some sleep,” he said softly.
She nodded but couldn’t make her mouth work.
“I don’t want you to. If you asked me to, I’d say screw it right now. We’d throw some blankets on the floor and sleep here for all I give a shit. And then we’d move to Bora Bora. What do you say?”
Tears clogged her throat and she shook her head.
“You know we can’t do that.”
He nodded slowly and picked up her discarded hoody. “Yeah, I know.” He gestured for her to lift her arms up and she did, letting him dress her like a child, the tenderness of it almost more than she could bear.
This was it. Time to say goodbye before she couldn’t do it at all.
“You should go.”
He opened his mouth, closed it again, and then finally said, "Stay alive, okay?"
"Me? I'm a survivor."
But when he stepped out the door, shifting into his black wolf before slipping away between the trees, she felt like anything but.
CHAPTER EIGHT
T hey were all in the great room, each stationed by a window and waiting. The last rays of sunlight had long since disappeared behind the tree line and the three-quarters moon hung fat in the sky. There was no escaping the tension and restlessness coating the air.
Chandra sat beside her, stationed next to Liam at command. Normally, Jax would have been planted there, but he was in the security room, watching each of the monitors on the fence and waiting for the tripwires
Similar Books
