Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
R yder woke the next morning and took half a second to work out where he was.
This wasn’t his bed.
And he didn’t often have a long female body pressed into his back, legs tangled with his.
In a flash, he remembered their fake apartment and investigation into Chiron. He turned his head and the movement caused a few twinges that reminded him of yesterday’s fight.
He looked down his body. The bruises weren’t pretty, but he wasn’t actually feeling too bad. Carefully, he shifted onto his back.
And watched Siv shift, snuggling into him.
Damn . He fingered her hair. She’d left it loose, and there was a lot of it. It was mostly brown but shot through with streaks of blonde.
Her face was pressed to his chest, and some of the toughness had leaked out of her features in her sleep. He let his gaze trace her high cheekbones. The long length of her pressed against him, did nothing to help his morning hard-on.
She stirred, then went still. Like he’d done, taking stock.
She lifted her gaze. “Good morning.”
Her voice was husky with sleep.
“Morning, wifey. There are advantages to being fake married.”
She sat up, eyeing his bruises. “How are you feeling?”
“Pretty good, considering.” Except for the desire raging in his gut.
Her gaze locked on his hard cock, trapped by his black boxer shorts. She pulled in a breath. “I’ll take the bathroom first.”
He watched her slide off the bed and stalk across the room. Her pajamas were a large, well-washed T-shirt.
Damn, those legs were something. Ryder leaned back on the pillows. They had nothing to do today but wait to hear from Ace, and make an appearance outside as Ryan and Stella.
Ryder blew out a breath. Waiting sucked. It always felt better to take action. He’d felt the same on missions, where he preferred to be on the helo headed in to help, versus twiddling his thumbs at base.
Siv reappeared, her hair still loose, but brushed. She sat back on the bed, and he got a waft of minty smell that said she’d brushed her teeth.
Damn her no-sex ban. He wanted her more than he’d wanted anything or anyone ever before in his life.
“So, what have you got on under that?” He nodded at the shirt.
She plucked at it. “This? My secret.”
He plumped up the pillow. This was…nice. Waking beside her and seeing that sleep-induced softness on her face. “We’re married, you know. A wife shouldn’t have secrets from her loving husband.”
That got him an eye roll. “You seem to be moving well.”
“I have two brothers. I know how to take a few hits.”
She fiddled with the covers. “So, we just sit around and wait to hear from Ace?”
“Yeah.”
She stretched her long legs out on the bed. The shirt rode up dangerously high, showing inches of silky skin.
His cock lengthened.
Unable to stop himself, he reached out and touched her smooth thigh.
Her gaze whipped up to his. “What are you doing?”
“We can’t go out and be Siv and Ryder, and we can’t do anything on the case until we hear from Ace. So, I’m seducing you.”
Her lips parted. “I’m not the kind of woman to fall for seduction.”
“Really?” He shot her a slow smile. “I bet I could prove you wrong.” He slid his hand higher.
“Ryder, you’re hurt…”
“I’m fine. A little dinged up, but I’ve been hurt worse.” He found a scar on her leg and caressed it. “So how about if I try to seduce you? If I can, I get to do whatever I want to you.”
Faint color filled her cheeks. “And if you can’t?”
“I’ll cook you breakfast.” He gripped her thigh and felt her muscles flex.
“I don’t think I can keep saying no to you,” she murmured.
Elation hit him. “So don’t.”
“All right, but you should know that I’ve had training to withstand torture,” she said.
“Oh, babe, I’m not going to torture you…much.” Ryder moved fast. He gripped her thighs and yanked her toward him.
She fell on her back, letting out an expulsion of air.
“Now…” He slipped his fingers around the back of one of her knees, skating over her skin. “The skin here is so soft.” He took his time stroking.
She watched him with a fascinating mix of desire and confusion on her face. It was fun sparring with Siv, and it was even more fun to keep her guessing and on her toes.
He slid his hands higher.
“Now I get to see what’s under this shirt. I love the way it drapes over your breasts.”
“Ryder.”
“ Shh .” He gripped the hem and pushed it up, uncovering inch after inch of sleek thigh.
Then he pushed higher, and his gut locked.
Fucking hell . His cock was so hard it hurt. She wasn’t wearing any panties. And she was waxed bare.
“ Siv .” His voice was choked.
“No one’s ever looked at me like you do,” she murmured.
“Get used to it.” He slid his hand up to her sweet folds between her legs and stroked.
Siv gasped, her hips lifting.
“Already so wet for me, babe.” Ryder felt desire growing, like a damn firebomb. “Now—” He gripped her, pushing her legs apart. Then he slid his hands under her toned ass and lifted her to his mouth.
“Oh…God,” she choked out.
Sweet, sexy Siv. With long, dragging licks, he pulled in the taste of her. He wanted to memorize it and leave his marks on her. He scraped his stubble on her inner thigh and heard her gasp.
God, he loved going down on a woman and driving her out of her mind with pleasure. What he wanted right now was to give Siv that pleasure and hear his name on her lips.
She twisted, but he held her still. There was a flash in her eyes. She wasn’t used to a lover being stronger than her.
Ryder went back to work, scraping his teeth over her clit.
“ Oh …” Her next words came out in mangled Norwegian.
He closed his mouth over her, working her hard. She bucked, but he kept his mouth on her. He felt that strong body trembling for him. He slid a hand down and then thrust a finger inside her wet warmth.
“Ryder!” She jerked, her breathing turning choppy.
Damn, she was tight. He slid a second finger inside, stretching her.
“I want your scent all over me,” he growled. “I want mine all over you.”
Her chest hitched.
He thrust his fingers into her, and made her moan. “Mine.” He’d never, ever been this possessive over a woman. “I want to come inside your sweet pussy every day. Mark you as mine.”
He knew he was coming on strong. He’d never said things like this to a woman, but he couldn’t stop himself.
Her lips parted. He closed his mouth over her clit, and watched and felt her orgasm hit. She screamed, her body bucking and jerking her against his mouth. He licked her through it until she lay there, panting and dazed.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He bundled her hair into his hand, tugging a little as he leaned over and pressed his mouth to hers.
This kiss was slower, but no less hot. Ryder kissed her deeply, losing himself when she kissed him back.
He knew that she tasted herself on his lips.
“Now, my Norwegian goddess.” He bit her jaw. “Are you feeling seduced?”
Blue eyes met his. “I’d be lying if I said no.” Her voice was husky.
He smiled. “That means I can do whatever I want to this delectable body.”
She licked her lips. “I guess it does.”
* * *
Siv’s body was still shuddering with small jolts of pleasure.
God . Ryder had known exactly what to do with his mouth, and exactly where to touch her.
She looked up into his handsome, sinful face. It was the sexy smile she noticed first, but it was the look of pure desire in his eyes that really took her breath away.
This man saw her. Wanted her . Her heart thumped. A part of her wanted to run.
But Siv had never run from a challenge in her life, and Ryder Morgan had earned her trust these last few days.
“So,” she said, “what are you going to do to me?”
Heat flared in those sexy, green eyes. He shifted closer and winced.
Her gaze dropped to his bruised torso.
“I think you’ll have to be on top, my sexy goddess.”
She smiled. She liked the top.
Ryder settled his big body back on the pillows. Siv quickly pulled her shirt over her head, enjoying the look on his face as he took her in. Then her hands tangled with his as together they shoved his boxer shorts down. He kicked them away.
Her gaze went to his beautiful cock. It was long and thick and perfectly formed. She licked her lips.
“Getting some ideas of your own?” he murmured.
She climbed up the bed, stroking her hands up his muscular legs. It looked like he ran a lot, and spent a lot of time in the gym. Good, they could work out together. She moved between his legs and took hold of his cock.
Ryder groaned. “You want my cock, babe?”
“Yes.” Everything inside her clenched tight.
“Then put your mouth on it, Siv. Drive me crazy.”
She wrapped her lips around the swollen head of his cock. She listened to his groans as she licked and sucked. She took her time, wanting to learn every line, vein, and ridge. He really had a gorgeous cock.
Ryder slid a hand into her hair. “Look at me, Siv.”
With her lips still on him, she looked up that strong body, past the hard abs, sculpted chest, and strong throat to that face.
His green eyes were burning.
“If you keep going, I’ll come,” he said.
She gave him a suck, and his fingers twisted in her hair.
He grunted. “I want to come inside you, Siv. Come straddle me and sink down on my cock.”
Siv’s belly was a mass of electricity. She’d never wanted a man this much. She crawled higher, careful of his bruises.
He reached to the side table and pulled out a condom packet.
She tore it open and rolled it on. His hips jerked.
“Hurry up, Siv,” he growled. “Or I’ll come in your hands and not in your sweet pussy.”
Biting her lip, she shifted her position. His cock brushed her folds, and one of his hands gripped her hip.
She sank down, sliding that thick, hard cock inside her.
They both groaned.
“I knew you’d feel so good,” his voice was deep, gritty.
Siv leaned forward, taking every inch of him. She pressed her lips to his, then straightened and started to fuck him.
“So. Damn. Beautiful.” Ryder’s hand moved to her belly, then cupped her breast.
She picked up her rhythm. Oh, he was so deep. His hips bucked, filling her even more, but the timbre of his groans changed. From pleasure to pain. She stopped.
“ No ,” he growled.
“That hurt you.”
“Don’t care.” His fingers bit into her hip. “Keep riding me, Siv.”
She lifted off him and heard him mutter a curse.
“I don’t want you hurting.” She considered the logistics. Then she turned and went down on her hands and knees in the center of the bed.
She lowered her cheek to the covers and looked back at him. “Let’s try this way.”
She saw his nostrils flare. His gaze skated over her upturned ass and she fought back a tremor of need.
Ryder rose to his knees and moved behind her.
“ Fuck . So perfect.” His hand stroked over her ass. “Strong but curved. Your skin is so soft.” His fingers dipped between her legs and stroked. “All over.”
She spread for him. Offering him all of her. Trusting him.
“I love you spread like this. For me.”
Oh, God. She bit her lip.
“So wet for me.” He pushed a finger inside her. “What do you need, my goddess?”
“I need you.” Her voice was barely comprehensible. “I need your cock, Ryder.”
“As you wish, babe.”
He gripped her hips, then slammed inside her.
Siv’s head flew back.
Perfect. Brilliant . Every inch of him filled her. She moaned, her hands twisting in the sheets, searching for purchase.
“Fuck, Siv. You feel so damn good.”
He drove into her, flesh slapping against flesh. Her body lurched under his steady thrusts. It was hard, sexy, fast. Everything inside of her shifted, raw, hot pleasure filling her.
She rocked her hips back against him, welcoming his thrusts.
“ Ryder .” His name was all she could manage. It came out as a plea, a demand.
One he answered.
“My sweet, sexy Siv. Taking my cock. Making me feel so damn much.” He didn’t slow his thrusts, but slid a hand under her and found her clit.
She cried out.
“You need me, just like I need you.” His body covered hers. As he strummed her clit, his other hand gripped her shoulder for more leverage.
He claimed her. On the next hard thrust, Siv’s staggering orgasm hit. She screamed again. That was twice, now. She’d never screamed for a man before Ryder.
Pleasure was a dazzling, breath-stealing rush.
“Fuck me,” she cried. “Don’t stop, Ryder.” She was totally lost in the sensations, in the connection to this man.
With a snarl, he turned her head and his mouth took hers.
As he kissed her, another climax hit her, tossing her up again.
Then his deep, guttural cry filled her mouth. On his next savage thrust, he stayed deep inside her as his body shuddered through his own release.
Siv’s arms collapsed. She took Ryder’s weight before he shifted to the side. He stayed pressed close to her.
“Fuck me.” He sounded winded.
Siv smiled. “That was…”
“Brilliant. Awesome. Mind-blowing.”
“I was going to say energetic, but those work, too.”
Their faces were close together. He pressed a kiss to her nose.
Somehow, that was more intimate than everything they’d done before.
“You’re a goddess, Siv.” He stroked her damp shoulder. “My goddess. Gudinna mi .” He smiled. “Are you ready to do it again?”
Her eyes widened. “We’ll kill each other.”
His grin widened. “I couldn’t think of a better way to go.”