HeartStorm (HeartFast Series Book 3) Read Free

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                He was panting, his breath hot and moist against her skin. They were both slick with sweat as he continued to pump her. Pushing her toward the brink. Relentlessly driving himself inside her in order to reach his own peak.
                He was no longer treating her as if she was some fragile object. They were caught up in the midst of down and dirty sex. She dug her fingers into his back and shoulders in order to hold on, urging him to take her harder as she jutted her hips upward to meet his downward plunges.
                For a split second she derided herself for taking so long to accept his advances. For not initiating their relationship to go to the next level before now. For not enjoying this pleasure with him countless times in the past. Her mind barely glossed over the wonder of how incredible this was, when everything within her erupted in a blaze of white hot ecstasy. Devorah cried out as her body jerked beneath him. Relentlessly, Commander continued to ram himself into her, forcing himself through her silken inner chamber that suddenly tried to strangle his member and squeeze all the blood from it. A dozen more thrusts, and he vaulted over the precipice, filling her with his release.
                He groaned as his knees gave way, and he slid onto her pliant body, his semi erection cradled between her slick thighs. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and for the next few minutes neither of them spoke or moved. The aftermath was too delicious, too heady to do anything other than let it spread over them like a gentle rain. Soaking through their skin to cover them with its sweet blanket of completeness.
                Devorah felt his lips kiss the top of her head, and she smiled. It had been years since she had taken a man to her bed. Years since she had allowed another man to have this kind of absolute control over her soul and her body. Not since you met him, a little voice whispered in the back of her mind.
                It was true. From that time, when he and the other Guardians had come to rescue her people from her planet before their sun went nova, and took everyone back to Synaria, her body seemed to isolate itself. Her thoughts had remained on the intense man who'd made it a personal issue to physically remove her from her hospital because she'd refused to leave until she was certain every one of her patients had been taken to safety. At that moment, when he held her tightly in his arms as he hurried to return to the ship, she'd known there would never be another man allowed into her life. And for years afterward, while she worked diligently to establish a career for herself on his world, she had watched him from afar. Never daring to hope to meet him again. Never daring to dream of even a chance encounter.
                Until that eventful day StarLight entered the hospital, and Devorah had had the singular luck to be on duty that day.
                Commander moved slightly to remove his weight off her. She turned to cuddle against his chest although they both continued to radiate heat. His hand lifted her chin to where he could kiss her.
                "Why did we wait so long?" he murmured. His breath stirred the fine hairs at her hairline. A couple of strands drifted down and tickled her cheek. Before she could brush them back, he tucked them behind her ear. "By the stars, that was nothing like I'd dreamed it would be."
                She smiled but managed to give him a critical look. "Oh? Nothing whatsoever?"
                His boyish grin melted her heart. "No. It was better. In fact, there's no way I could have imagined how fantastic it would be."
                A wayward thought suddenly came to her. Opening her eyes a little wider, she peered closer into his eyes. "Paol, were you a virgin before we made love?"
                "No, but it's been a long,