Alpha's Captive 03 - Flight Read Free Page B

little, to see it.
    But all he said was, “You’re wrong.”
    And it wasn’t the words that shocked her but the expression, with its peculiar mix of amazement, determination, and anger, that disarmed her long enough that when he stepped back up to her again, she didn’t immediately push him away, even as he gathered her into his arms, even as his mouth found hers. The shock of his lips against hers went straight between her legs, and she kissed him back, hard. His thigh was there, between her legs, and she ground her hips into him as she opened her mouth even as she entered his, wanting it, wanting more, wanting him.
    Afraid of how much she wanted someone for the first time in her life. Because, she realized, it wasn’t just sex now, if it ever had been. It couldn’t be just sex. With every touch of his body on hers, he was making away with a piece of her soul....
    “No.” She said the word against his lips even as her body shuddered against his. She broke away, turning her face to the side. “Levi, no.”
    “Don’t be afraid.”
    She glared up at him, his laughing amber eyes uncharacteristically dark and sober. “Just because I don’t want to screw you doesn’t mean I’m freaking afraid. God, how arrogant can you be?”
    “You don’t want to screw me?” A tiny glimmer of amusement came creeping back again. “Really, you don’t? ’Cause what you were doing to my leg a moment ago sure says otherwise.”
    “You ’re a dick,” she said.
    “And you’re hot for it, Harper,” he said. “I’ll tell you what. Give me three minutes—just three—and you can tell me to stop if you want, and I will.”
    “What if I want you to stop now?” she challenged.
    “Three minutes,” he repeated, and he lowered his mouth to hers again, and damn her, but her body seemed to go warm and liquid at once, and she kissed him back.
    “ Come on, Levi, that’s cheating,” she said when he broke away, pushing back away from him. Or at least she tried to, but in the narrow confines of the shower, there was no place to go. He caught both her hands in one of his own, pinning them to the fiberglass wall above her head.
    “I don’t think so,” he said. “Two and a half minutes.”
    He skimmed his free hand across her wet flesh, and she quivered where he touched her, across her belly, lower, to her clit.
    “That’s really cheating,” she said, but the words came out as half a gasp.
    He kept his touch light as he looked down at her, his sharp gaze searching her face—reading her. She set her jaw, determined not to give him any reaction. Her body yearned for him to touch her, stroke her, give her release—but she didn’t want those eyes on her, seeing far too much. She bit the inside of her cheek even as her breathing quickened. She should tell him to stop again. He would. She was sure of it.
    She thought she was sure of it.
    Harper opened her mouth, and instead, what came out was, “Two minutes.”
    And then he slid two fingers inside of her as his thumb deepened its pressure, and she couldn’t say anything at all.
    Her legs seemed to give way until the only thing holding her up was Levi’s hand, pinning her wrists to the wall. He closed the space between their bodies, his chest coming up against her breasts, his head angling down as he looked into her face, his cock hard and hot against her leg. And all she could feel was him, against her, inside of her, pushing her onward, taking from her far more than pleasure….
    She opened her mouth to tell him to stop, that she couldn’t take it anymore, that he wasn’t allowed to wake that part of her that she’d thought she’d shut away forever.
    But instead, what she said was, “Levi.” And his name was like a sigh or a wish or a prayer.
    “One minute,” he said into her hair. But he wasn’t teasing now. It was more of a plea.
    A s she shuddered with the beginning of her release, she screwed her eyes tight because she couldn’t bear to look at him anymore, and