Page 37 of Elite Metal: Warriors

And God, he loved it.

“I am not interested in Ant in the slightest.”

He loved that too.

“Or Chrome. Or Steele. Or any of them. Just you.”

Yeah. Heat blossomed in his chest. Elsewhere. “Good.” Just fucking good. She wriggled on his lap and his cock stirred. His ardor rose, the beast awoke. He pulled back, despite his delight, and frowned at her. “You shouldn’t have teased me though,” he grumbled. “You know what that means, don’t you?”

Her brow rumpled adorably. “What?”

“It means I have to punish you.”

Her jaw dropped, her lips flapped. Her eyes glazed over. “P-p-punish me?” A squeak.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

And they had all night.

Chapter Nine

Roni awoke in a warm nest, feeling secure and absolutely complete. It took a moment for the memory of last night to rush back, but when it did, she shuddered. She opened her eyes and stared at the face on the pillow beside her. Her heart fluttered.

Last night had been…phenomenal. It had filled all the empty places within her. Solidified something. Something she now recognized. It should have frightened her, but it didn’t. It made her want to sing.

She’d never thought she was capable of letting go like that. Never thought she was capable of love.

But she was.

It was a glorious realization, made more glorious because she thought, hoped, suspected, he felt the same. It was there in the tenderness of his touch, the brush of his lips, the tremble in his voice when he whispered to her in the shadows of night.

Damn, he was handsome. In his sleep, he looked so young, so carefree. The lines around his mouth were softened and his usual frown was missing. She really liked the scruff on his cheeks. She couldn’t resist thrumming it with a thumb.

Of course, that woke him.

He turned his head and gazed at her. His eyes glimmered. A muscle bunched in his cheek. “Good morning.” His voice was rough with sleep. She loved it.

“Good morning.” She levered over to kiss him. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mmm hmm. Someone wore me out.”

She huffed a laugh, because in her estimation, she’d been the one worn out. Flogged. Flayed. It had been magnificent. She shifted closer, and winced.

His brow lowered. “Are you okay?”

She nestled deeper into his hold. “I’m fine.” She was. She was nestled. In his hold.

He tightened his arms. “Last night was amazing,” he said into her hair.

“It was.” She couldn’t wait to give it another go.

His hand skimmed down to cup her ass. “Although, I’ll need to take it easy for a couple days.” He chuckled at her frown and kissed it away. “Baby steps, sweetheart.”

She tried not to pout. She loved the light that flared in his eyes as she sought, and found, his erection. God bless him, he was ready.

“Well,” he purred. “Maybe something…gentle.”