Lina :Nemesis Inc. Alpha Team

Chapter 7

“Fuck.” Dalton sat up on the couch, turned the pillow over, and punched it. This thing was uncomfortable as hell and way too short for his six-foot-four frame.

“Why don’t you take the bed?”

“I’m not taking the bed while you sleep in the damn couch.” Balls. He shouldn’t be growling at her. He was the one who’d insisted on sleeping on the couch. It wasn’t Lina’s fault she wasn’t ready or didn’t want more. Damn it, he was the idiot for hoping and dreaming.

“Then we share the bed.”

Did she not realize that saying those words made his dick hard—granite hard? “If I get in that bed with you, sleeping ain’t gonna happen.”

“Oh.”

Over the back of the couch, he could see her chewing on her bottom lip as if deciding what she should do. He swallowed down the growl that rose in his chest.

“We share the bed.”

He squeezed his eyes shut. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

The word was whispered, but its impact slammed into him with the force of an atomic bomb. All the teasing and laughing, even the just sitting watching a movie in silence, had made him hope. But when Lina had gone to bed alone, he’d kicked himself for being an idiot. He’d promised her he wouldn’t touch her unless she wanted him to. He needed to know she understood what she was asking. “Are you asking me to touch you, Lina?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank fuck.” Reminding himself not to startle her with any sudden movements, he climbed to his feet and followed her down the short hallway to the room. She held the door of the room open and waved him in ahead of her.

“Kiss me.”

Whoa, he felt his eyes widen. He had not been expecting the demand. When he’d left for Afghanistan, Lina had been shying away from his touch. Now she was asking him to kiss her. He could be a bastard and just take what she offered. But he didn’t want a one and done with his damn wife, he wanted everything. “Why?”

“Because I want you to.”

It wasn’t enough. Wanting told him nothing of what he needed to hear. “Why?”

“Because I trust you.”

Wait? She did? Satisfaction built in his stomach and filled him, making him smile. But it still wasn’t enough. “Why?”

“I just do.”

He stalked toward her, and she took a step back, and another, until her back hit the door. “I want everything. A lifetime. No divorce.”

“No divorce,” she agreed. “Everything.”

“I’ve wanted to do this for months,” he breathed the words. His hands braced on the door at either side of her head. He leaned forward and kissed her. Lina’s lips were hot and soft. Dalton drowned in the kiss. She tasted like wine and chocolate. He used his teeth in gentle nips to get her mouth to open and teased her with gentle thrusts of his tongue. Christ, this one small woman held him captive by the heart and she didn’t even know it.

Dalton’s fingers ghosted over her shoulder and Lina went still. His breath caught in his throat when she slid her fingers down his sides. She tilted her head to one side, exposing her neck.

“You looked beautiful today.”

“Did anyone ever tell you, that you look beautiful in uniform?”

He snorted out a laugh. “I’m not beautiful.”

“You are to me.”

His hands wrapped around her hips, and he pressed a soft kiss to the spot between her neck and shoulder. Christ, he fucking loved the sound she made when his lips tasted the skin there.

Lina moaned softly when he crowded against her. His hands holding her in place, his dick tantalizingly close to the sweet spot he really wanted to touch.

But he refused to move too fast. He needed to taste, to feel her. But more than what he needed for himself, he needed for this to be good for her. He kept kissing and stroking until her breaths came in fast pants.

Lina shuddered against him. She grabbed one of his hands and pushed it lower, tugging up the sleep shirt she wore, baring her skin. Fuck, she was going to kill him.

“Hmm… if you want me to touch you,” he whispered. “Then tell me.”

“I need to feel you, please, Dalton.”

He sucked the shell of her ear into his mouth. His hand cupped her, massaging her, then his fingers pushed her underwear aside. They both groaned as his fingers stroked through the folds of her pussy, skimming over her clit.

Lina’s hand moved up and down, stroking his back. Dalton leaned back and grabbed the neck of his t-shirt and yanked it off over his head. He needed to feel her fingers on his skin. Craved it. Wanted it more than he would ever admit. He went back to kissing and exploring her mouth. The combined sensations of her hands on him, his fingers stroking through her folds and her taste on his lips were a heady mix that would drive him crazy for sure.

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“Please.”

Dalton wasn’t giving her time to think. He pushed one finger into her pussy, and she slammed her eyes closed, the stretch sending a delicious ache through her. “Bed.”

His growl, oh lord, his growl, she felt it everywhere. She allowed him to move her away from the door. He moved behind her, the feel of his hard dick pressed into her butt as he walked them towards the bed and gently laid her on it.

In the mirror, she glimpsed herself and did a double take. Who was this woman? She didn’t recognize herself. If earlier today someone had told her she would do this tonight, she would have laughed in their face. But here she was, leaning on one elbow, watching Dalton push his boxers down his legs and his dick springing free.

“Be right back.”

“Wha—” But he was gone before she would finish speaking, and back before she climbed off the bed, with a condom. Her mouth went dry as she watched him rip open the packet and slowly roll it down the length of him. Oh my, he was never going to fit. But the size of his package didn’t stop her begging. “Dalton, please.”

His mouth curved up into a cocky smile, and he strutted to the bed. “Beautiful.” He pulled her ass to the edge of the mattress so it slightly hung over the edge. “You will tell me if I scare you?”

“Yeah.” She blinked up at him. Seriously, if he stopped now, she would need body bags. “I promise.” It was obviously the right thing to say as he ran a hand up her belly and up to her tits, stroking them with his callused fingers.

She reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his dick as he leaned down to kiss her again. The awkward position didn’t stop her. It could not just be him pleasuring her. She wanted, no, she needed this to be about them both. She dragged her hand up and then down in a slow motion, adding a small twist. Dalton made a sexy grumbly growl sound deep in his chest, that went straight to her clit. He pulled away from her mouth and buried his face in the crook of her neck while keeping most of his weight on his hands.

“Fuck…” he muttered. “Baby, stop, or this is going to be over before I get inside you.”

Shit, she froze. His words, God, they were like fuel for the fire that had been ramping up inside her. She gazed up at him, her eyes wanting to close, to savor the moment. Wait, everything screeched to a halt. Was that uncertainty in his eyes?

“You are sure? We don’t have to do this, if you’re not ready,” he told her softly.

She closed her eyes for a second. That even now he was asking her this, giving her the option to stop, told her all she needed to know. She shook her head. “I’m ready. I want this. Do you?”

“Fuck yes.” He kissed her cheek and reached between them to guide his dick to her entrance. Dalton rubbed the head of his dick through her wetness, dragging a moan from her at the sensation. Everything between them felt hypersensitive. Every breath amplified by need and want and something she didn’t even want to put a name to yet.

Dalton pushed forward and Lina threw her head back and moaned as her pussy stretched to accommodate his girth, pushing forward until he was seated balls deep inside her. The feeling of fullness when he stopped had her nails digging into the skin on his back. She swallowed tightly, on fire from the sensations sweeping through her body as he waited for her to get used to the intrusion. Then Dalton pulled back, dragging his dick across sensitive nerve bundles as he moved. Lina couldn’t have held back the gasps and groans if she’d tried, each sound driving him on more.

“Dalton—please.”

As if her pleas snapped his self-control, he pulled back until just the head of his dick remained inside her and he lowered over her onto his elbows. “Look at me.”

When she did as he asked, he slammed forward, burying himself deep. Her hips moved in sync with his. “More…” The word a moan from deep inside her.

“Yes, baby, more.” Slam after slam of their hips. Thrust after thrust and groan after groan. They pushed and gave each other what they needed to send them spiraling toward orgasm.

He pushed a hand between them, reaching for her clit. Pinching and pulling, she moaned and clenched hard. Her whole body tensed, her back arched off the bed, before she fell over the cliff, and everything exploded inside her.

Dalton kept moving inside her. He kept his eyes locked on hers, the intensity between them so strong both struggled to draw a breath.

“Fuck,” he groaned as his hips stuttered. Holding himself deep and tight inside her as his seed pumped hard and fast inside the condom.

Lina watched through heavy eyelids as Dalton barely caught himself before he collapsed on top of her. At the last second, he twisted his body and tugged her into his arms, and fell with her on his chest instead of under him.

She slid off his chest and tucked into his side. After what they had just done, if he didn’t want her there, he could tell her. She was too tired to worry about it.

“No divorce, Lina.” Holy cow, was he reading her mind without opening his eyes? “You’re mine.”

“Hmm.”

“I’m serious.” Dalton rolled her until she was under him again. “Please stay and be my wife.”

“I’m already your wife.”

“But will you stay?”

This was it. She had to decide, yes or no right now. Her brain had left the building, was on vacation. Had been fucked out of her head and he wanted an answer.

“Please?”

Why was she being so stubborn? She wanted this. Did she love him? That she didn’t know, but they were married. She wanted them to have a chance. Wanted to see what happened in their future. There was only one answer she could give. Only one that would make her soul happy. Her heart would figure it out when the time was right. “Yes.”

“Thank fuck.” Dalton kissed her until she couldn’t think of anything else. Would their love last a lifetime? Only time would give the answer. But for now, they were all in.

Lina and Dalton’s story continues in Nemesis.