Crimson Lips [Amazon Warriors] (Siren Publishing Classic) (6 page)

No matter what he had to go through to see Crimson, he knew the sex would be worth it, and they would be having sex. Tonight.

* * * *

Crimson couldn’t explain it, but she felt like she was being watched. Heat tingled up her spine and caused her face to flush as she had a meeting with some of her warriors.

She made sure she got all the essential information before she called an end to the meeting twenty minutes before schedule.

All her warriors left her alone with confused and curious looks on their faces. All except her sister, who seemed to have a knowing and mischievous grin on her face.

She hated when Annika pulled that face. It never boded well for her.

Crimson told herself she just needed a good night’s sleep.

As she went to her room, she remembered the feel of his shaft in her hand as he asked her to use more of her strength, the look of pure bliss on his face as he came undone for her, and the taste of his seed on her tongue.

She needed to stop this train of thought now. She hadn’t had a good night sleep in five days, not since she’d met that marine. All she could do when she was in bed was imagine Sloan’s fingers buried deep inside her, bringing her to an explosive orgasm.

By the time she entered her bedroom, she was wet and aching to be touched. She walked toward her dresser, opened the top drawer, and reached in to get her rabbit. It was a poor substitute, but it was something that would help her with her aching need.

A hand clamped down over her mouth, and an arm closed around her chest, pinning her arms to her sides.

“Wouldn’t you prefer the real thing?” her fantasy whispered close to her ear.

Shit!

No one could sneak up on an Amazon. They were trained from a young age to always be alert to their surroundings, always prepared for an attack from the enemy.

The fact that Sloan, a mortal man, had achieved the feat just proved to her how distracted she had been and the risk that could cause to the whole tribe.

She knocked his hands away, immediately missing his touch, and spun away from him until they were face to face. He didn’t seem surprised by her show of strength.

“How?” It was the only word she could manage while looking at the gorgeous man before her.

The smug look on his face said he knew what she was trying to ask and why she was struggling to form a goddamn sentence.

You’re a grown woman, and you’re acting like you’ve never been alone in your bedroom with a sexy guy clearly looking for sex before, Crimson thought to herself. Although come to think of it, it had been a long-ass time since she was in this situation, and she’d never had a man look at her with such a potent combination of lust and anger.

He was sex personified.

By the time she got more than one brain cell back on line, Sloan was advancing on her with the look of a predator in his eyes.

Crimson retreated, which was an almost foreign idea to an Amazon warrior.

She cleared her throat, which seemed to clear her head, too, and she realized she was pissed.

“How dare you! You have no fucking right to be here. I suggest you tuck tail and run before I do something that will seriously affect your ability to please a woman again.”

“What body part are you threatening exactly? We both know I can please a woman with more than just my cock.”

She was speechless. No one ever spoke to her like that, and she loved it.

“Come on, C, don’t be mad. You weren’t the one left alone in a fucking alley with no explanation.” He didn’t speak with an angry tone. He actually seemed calm. It was more unnerving than if he had yelled.

Yelling she could understand, cope with, but this? She had no idea what to expect.

He had a point, but she was still pissed. He broke into her house, her bedroom!

“Don’t call me that!” It was her only response.

“What? C? Why? Does it remind you of how you made me come in your hand?” He’d backed her up against a wall, this time when she had her back to a wall, he was the one to look down to her. He licked along the seam of her lips with his hands resting on either side of her head, just like in the alley. She rested her hands against the wall, not wanting to fight what was happening even though she could easily push him off with her superior strength. It was rare for an Amazon to feel protected, but when she was caged in by Sloan’s muscular body, that’s exactly what she felt, safe.

Sloan continued with his sexy speech bringing her through the fog of lust clouding her mind.

“C also stands for some of my favorite words.” He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her left collarbone. “Like cock…cunt…clit…climax…come…” With each word, he kissed his way up her neck, and she tilted her head to the side, giving him better access, and moaned. When he reached her ear, he nipped the lobe with his teeth then sucked the sting away causing her to hiss.

Her eyes were closed, and it took all the willpower she had to keep from reaching for him and bringing his mouth to hers. This was wrong. She had to think of the tribe, but that was so hard when this man’s mouth was on her.

She felt his hands trace the outline of her breast, continuing down to explore her curves. His hands moved around to give a hard squeeze of her ass as he switched to the other side of her neck.

She was on edge. She wanted a more intimate touch. When she grinded her body against him, silently asking him keep going, she heard him groan as he bent his knees slightly to move his hands below her ass and lifted her up off the floor, causing a gasp to escape her.

He used his big, strong hands to spread her legs, forcing her to wrap them around his waist so he could go back to feeling her ass.

She wasn’t overweight, but she was a tall woman with lots of muscle, so she wasn’t light, but he lifted her as if she was no more than a feather. That was sexy as hell.

She could feel his erect cock throbbing through their clothes. He was as desperate as she was. She wouldn’t be surprised if he felt her wetness soaking through her jeans. She was that turned on. From that point on, all logical thought went out the window.

* * * *

Sloan couldn’t believe it. The woman who had haunted and graced his dreams for almost a week was in his arms.

He couldn’t think of all his ideas for punishment while she was grinding her beautifully sculptured body against his. He was losing control, and they had only just begun.

Her scent surrounded him as he continued to kiss her neck and behind her ears where the smell of wilderness and lavender was strongest.

He smiled when she tried to take charge, grabbing his head and angling it toward hers so they could kiss with all the hunger and anger that had been building since he placed his hand over her mouth.

He could tell by her reaction she did not like being caught off guard. She wasn’t going to like what was about to happen. Well, she would, but he had a feeling she would never admit to it.

So he let her take control of this kiss, let her think she was in control of what was happening while he got his head back on straight and remembered what her came here for…punishment.

He carried her over toward the bed, letting her give and take from the kiss what she wanted. She wasn’t light, but he loved how muscular she was. It reminded him of the strength she used to please him.

His knees hit the foot of the bed. He grabbed her by the waist and pushed her off his chest toward the bed. She let out a gasp of surprise when she landed. A laugh followed soon after, and the sound was magical. He just stared at her sprawled in disarray on the bed.

She crooked her finger at him, inviting him onto the bed.

One by one, he put his knees on the bed, fell to his hands, and crawled toward her as if he was a dying man and she was his last meal.

She spread her legs, allowing him to crawl closer to nirvana. When he reached the apex of her legs, he lowered his head and luxuriated in her womanly scent, causing him to groan before continuing to crawl over her body.

When his face was level with hers, he lowered his body over hers, effectively pinning her to the bed with his body weight.

He had to act quickly. He didn’t want to smother the elusive woman beneath him.

He slid his hands up her sides in teasing strokes, and he could see in her eyes she was getting impatient. He smiled to himself. She would learn patience by the end of the night.

He used his hands to push her arms above her head where he wanted them. She did as he directed. She really was going to enjoy what he had planned for her.

He stared into her gorgeous, moss-green eyes as he leaned in for a slow, gentle, and distracting kiss. It was so good he almost forgot what he was meant to be doing…almost.

He lowered one of his hands to reach into his back pocket. He stopped kissing and grinding against her when she moved her free hand from where he wanted it, silently telling her to put in back. With a hesitant look in her eyes, she reluctantly raised her hand above her head.

He guessed she wasn’t used to giving up control, and that’s exactly what he was asking her to do. He was amazed that with only a moment’s hesitation she gave the control over to him. Granted it was only in a small way, but it was still a beautiful and empowering sight.

He started to kiss her in the same drugging way he had before and grinded his pulsating shaft into her feminine mound.

For a brief moment, he had second thoughts, but he could see the secret desire hidden behind her eyes and grabbed what he needed from his back pocket, reached up, and wrapped them around one of the posts in the headboard before securing one end to each of her wrists.

She looked to the handcuffs around her wrists in shock then glared at him with fire in her eyes.

Maybe he’d been wrong about the secret desire, but it was too late to back out now.

* * * *

How had she missed what he was doing? This man was messing with her senses, and for an Amazon, that was dangerous.

“Take them off,
now
!” She’d give him a chance to let her go before she killed him. She spoke in a low, menacing voice, trying to remain calm.

“Now let me explain…”

She didn’t need to hear anymore, she planted her feet into the mattress, and thrust her hips forward trying to buck him off her. She could have used her superior strength to break the cuffs and kick his ass, but that would expose her as more than human, so she kept her strength at bay. For now.

Was this guy a rodeo cowboy in a previous life? She was bucking her hips like a woman possessed, and he wasn’t budging.

“Whoa, calm down damn it.”

She stopped thrashing, but only because she could feel he was getting more aroused from her movements.

She could send up a cry for help, but the tribe would see her as weak for being caught in this position, and by a mortal man no less.

Sensing her unease, he smashed their mouths together, stealing her breath away.

She tried to resist his invasion, she really did, but as he sucked and bit her bottom lip, she moaned and unconsciously started to writhe sensually beneath him.

When he reached for her breast and squeezed her nipples…hard, she gasped, giving his tongue full access to her mouth. His tongue swept in, touching and teasing every inch of her mouth. It was such a sensual kiss she couldn’t have stopped the sigh from escaping if a gun was held to her head.

Sloan took that as a good sign and pulled back from the kiss to look her in the eye. He looked into those deep, dark-chocolate pools and had a sense of calm. She saw so many emotions swimming around in those fathomless eyes she couldn’t speak.

“I’m not going to hurt you, and if you really want me to, I’ll let you go and leave, but give me a chance to explain, okay?”

All she could do was give a curt nod.

“No woman has ever gotten under my skin like you have. The last five days have been torture not knowing where you were, if I’d ever see you again, or whether you were all right after confronting the intruder on you estate, which, by the way, is very impressive,” he said with a small smile. She was struggling not to smile at him, too. “I’ve nearly pulled my cock off several times, trying to get your gorgeous face out of my mind, but obviously it hasn’t worked. So now I’ve got you, and I don’t want you to be able to run off again, hence the cuffs.”

“You’re in my house. Where am I going to run off to?” Crimson asked with a small smile, still impressed that he’d managed to get in there.

He cupped her face in one hand, looking at her face and smiling.

“You seem like a very smart and resourceful woman. I’m not taking any chances. Besides, I think you like being tied up and at my mercy,” he said as he lightly and slowly ran the pad of his finger down her neck, across her collarbone, and followed her chest down between the valley of her ample breasts. His gaze followed the path of his fingers as he circled her belly button before making the return journey.

When his hand returned to her face, his thumb stroked her cheek as he stared into her eyes once again.