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“Here,” I panted, tugging him down to the floor.
The rag rug was plenty thick, and — small miracle — I’d recently vacuumed. On the other hand, I wouldn’t have noticed if we’d sprawled out on bales of hay.
The fireplace was dark and empty, but I could have sworn we had a blaze roaring in there. Outside, the breeze increased, making the scrub around the cabin sway.
Nash trailed fiery kisses to my nipple and,whoosh!Embers swirled in my mind. When he worked his way south and put his tongue to work, those embers crackled and danced.
Yes, yes, yes!the deepest, animal part of my soul cheered.
“Nash…”
I tugged him up into a deep, sloppy kiss, then would my legs around his waist, lining up my achy core with his.
Nash braced himself on his elbows and dipped his hips.
If he’d teased, I would have screamed. But he was just as consumed by this inferno as I was, and a heartbeat later—
He thrust deep. I gasped, tilting my head back. Then I hitched my legs a little higher, and we were off.
These days, the ranch was down to a handful of horses, but my great-aunt used to keep an entire herd. Something had once spooked them into a stampede, and it was a lot like this. The earth shaking under my feet. The thunder in my ears. The unbridled commotion. The sheer, pounding power.
“Yes…” Reaching my hands overhead, I found the edge of the couch and held on.
When Nash paused, I nearly screamed. Surely he wasn’t going to stop now? We hadn’t bothered with protection, but he was a shifter, and I had enough magic in my genes to protect me. And as for getting knocked up… Abby might have yelled at me in warning, because she’d learned that lesson the hard way, but I was pretty sure it wasn’t that time of month. Good enough?
My hazy mind nodded immediately. Not smart, but then again, I wasn’t thinking all too clearly.
“Hang on,” Nash murmured, pulling me close enough to hook my knees over his shoulders.
Oh yes. This was definitely going to be good.
He plunged back in, driving deep.
I didn’t know how many times I cried out or what I said. I didn’t know how often we rocked against each other or how deep our bodies sank into that rug. I only knew that I was stampeding along with those mustangs, feeling ragged, wild, and free. Across the open desert, then up and over the mesas at a dizzying pace, chased by a whipping wind.
Then, with one final push, Nash drove me right over the edge, and those mustangs sprouted wings and took me soaring through the air.
I sensed Nash gritting his teeth, pouring out his release. I felt myself shudder around him, inside and out. But mostly, I soared. At first, on impossibly light Pegasus wings. But those morphed gradually until I was soaring on broad, leathery dragon wings.
Outside, the shutters creaked under an increasingly powerful wind.
“Oh!” I cried out, clutching Nash through an aftershock of ecstasy.
He held me close, then gradually relaxed over me, panting hard.
I wound my arms around his shoulders and held him tightly. There was no need for words, and what would I say anyway?
Amazingdidn’t begin to capture what I’d just experienced. And, oops. As a wolf shifter, Nash might not be too pleased to know my imagination had taken me soaring away with dragons instead of a four-footed lover. A detail I would have to keep to myself.
Gradually, my breaths leveled out, as did his, along with that out-of-nowhere wind that had blown through the ranch.
Nash stroked my hair, keeping his face tucked against my shoulder for a long time. I wasn’t quite ready to face him either. Hell, I wasn’t ready to face myself. Sex always inspired a certain amount of soul-searching. Sex with the annoying guy from work, even more so. And then there was the whole bossy, secret-agent thing…
Except Nash wasn’t annoying. Not any more — or maybe he had really never been. And as for bossy and secretive…well, sort of, but he’d revealed a lot too. And, hey. He was on my side, right?
Slowly, he turned, and I held my breath. Was he disappointed? Regretful? Was I? Or was this somehow going to be okay?
Then our eyes met, and I exhaled. The light in his eyes was clear, bright, and happy. A playful breeze whipped around the cabin, and my imaginary fire crackled merrily.
