Chapter Six
ODIN
I set Harmony down on the edge of my bed, my hands sliding from her waist to frame her face as I stared into those gorgeous blue eyes.
“Tell me to stop,” I said again, giving her one more chance to back out.
Chest heaving, lips swollen from my kiss, she whispered, breathlessly, “I don’t want you to stop.”
Fuck.
That was all the invitation I needed to hear.
Crashing my mouth back to hers, I swallowed the gasp that escaped her throat. My hands tangled in that thick, dark hair I’d been fantasizing about since the moment I’d met her, and I tilted her head back, deepening the kiss.
She tasted like sugar and cinnamon, and goddamn if I could get enough.
Her hands slid up my chest, fingers curling into the fabric of my t-shirt as she pulled me closer. The action sent heat straight to my cock, which was already straining against my jeans.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled back just enough to look at her. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and she bit down on that plump bottom lip. “Wade—”
My dick kicked behind my jeans.
“Say it again,” I demanded, my voice rough.
Her eyes sparkled. She knew what she was doing to me.
“Wade,” she purred.
Jesus Christ.
Hearing the way those sweet lips said my name did all kinds of things to me. Things I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I moved my hands to the hem of her sundress and slowly started pushing it up her thighs. “Lift up, baby.”
Her eyes went half-mast as she shifted from hip to hip, letting me pull the fabric over her head.
Holy fuck.
I’d known she was beautiful, but seeing her in nothing but the matching red lace bra and panties? My mouth went dry. Her body was absolutely perfect—all soft curves and smooth skin, and I could see the outline of her nipples through the fabric.
My cock strained against the zipper of my jeans.
“Your turn,” she said quietly, her fingers going to the hem of my shirt.
I helped her pull it over my head, and when her eyes dropped to my chest, taking in all the ink covering my skin, I watched her pupils dilate.
Her teeth pressed into the plumpness of her bottom lip. “Can I touch you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
My lips twitched. She was so goddamn sweet. “Baby, you can do whatever the fuck you want.”
She lifted a shaking hand, and I watched mesmerized as her fingers traced the outline of the fire-breathing dragon across my chest before moving to the tribal markings on my arms.
She followed every line and curve like she was committing them to memory.
“They’re beautiful,” she murmured.
I caught one of her hands and brought it to my lips, pressing a kiss to her palm. “Not as beautiful as you.”
She smiled, and fuck if it wasn’t the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen.
“That was cheesy.”
I shrugged. “It’s true.”
Leaning down, I captured her mouth again as I gently pushed her back against the mattress. She went willingly, her legs parting to make room for me as I settled between her thighs.
I’d been with plenty of women since losing Larissa, but none of them had ever made me feel like this. Like I was going to lose my goddamn mind if I didn’t have her right fucking now.
My hand slid down her side, over the curve of her hip, and then back up to cup one of her breasts through the thin lace of her bra.
“Yes,” she breathed, arching into my touch.
“You like that?” I asked, my thumb brushing over her nipple.
“Mmhmm,” she gasped.
I reached behind her, unhooked her bra and pulled it off, tossing it aside. Her breasts were heavy and perfect, her nipples begging for my attention.
Dipping my head, I took the hard peak into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud before sucking hard.
“Oh God,” she cried out, her fingers threading through my hair to hold me close.
She didn’t have to worry. I was right where I wanted to be.
Growling, I moved to her other tit, giving it the same attention while my hand slid down her stomach and into her panties.
She was soaked.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned against her skin. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Please,” she whimpered.
I lifted my head to look at her. “Tell me what you want.”
Maybe it was a caveman move, but I needed to hear her say the words. I needed to know that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
Her eyes were glazed with lust, pupils blown wide. “I need you.”
My cock twitched, precum leaking from the tip, soaking my jeans.
“Where do you need me?” I growled, circling her clit with the barest touch, teasing her.
“Please,” she begged as her hips came off the bed, desperate for more pressure. “I need you inside me.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” Smirking, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs, revealing all of her pink parts.
Perfection.
That was the only goddamn word that came to mind.
Standing up, I made quick work of my boots, jeans, and boxer briefs, kicking them aside before crawling up the bed.
Harmony’s eyes went wide when she got a look at my cock, and I smirked. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll fit.”
I settled back between her thighs, rolled on a rubber, and notched my throbbing cock at her entrance. “You sure about this?”
It was her last chance to change her mind before I claimed her as mine.
Dark hair spread across my pillow like a halo as those pearly whites bit down into that pink lip again, and she nodded. “I’m sure.”
Slowly, I pushed inside her, watching her face as her eyes fluttered closed and her mouth fell open on a silent gasp.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groaned. So goddamn tight I had to grit my teeth to keep from losing control and burying myself to the hilt.
Pulling out to the tip, I pushed inside another inch. In and out, I moved slowly until I was fully seated.
“Are you okay, baby?” I asked, giving her time to adjust to my size.
“Yeah,” she breathed, her hands sliding down my back.
I started to move, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Her walls clenched around me, and I groaned low in my throat. “Goddamn. Your pussy’s magic.”
“Faster,” she panted.
I didn’t need to be told twice.
I picked up the pace, my hips snapping forward as I drove into her over and over. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with our heavy breathing and those little moans that were driving me out of my fucking mind.
“Wade,” she gasped, her nails digging into my back. “I’m—”
“I know, baby. I can feel it.” Her pussy was fluttering around my cock, squeezing me so tight I was seeing stars. “You gotta come, baby.”
Fuck. Me. If she didn’t come soon, I was going to get off before she got hers.
“Wade,” she wailed, crying out my name as her orgasm crashed over her.
Thank the fucking Gods.
My hips snapped faster.
Once, twice, oh fuck.
Head falling back on my shoulders, my eyes closed at the feel of her coming apart beneath me.
I was done for.
Slamming into her one last time, I buried myself deep as jets of cum filled the tip of the condom.
“Goddamn,” I breathed, my heart beating so hard I was afraid it was going to beat right out of my chest.
Harmony’s eyes closed, and her lips were curved up into a satisfied smile.
Mine.
The word echoed in my head, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was never letting this woman go.
Falling onto my side, I pulled off the condom, tossed it in the trash beside the bed, then reached out and pulled my new obsession tight against my chest.
Harmony lifted her head, her eyes searching mine. “I should probably go,” she said quietly after a few minutes.
“No.”
She arched a dark brow. “No?”
“No. You’re staying here.”
“Is that right?” she asked, fighting a smile.
“Yeah,” I growled, tightening my arm around her waist as I pressed a kiss on her lips. “I’m not done with you yet.”
In truth, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be done with her. She was the kind of woman you worked your ass off to make happy. You did whatever you had to do to tie her to you forever.
My eyes dropped to her belly pressed against mine.
“You like kids?”
Her brows snapped together. “What?”
I shook my head. “Nothing.”
Probably wasn’t a smart move to tell her I was going to knock her up the first chance I got.
“Want you to stay,” I said again.
She bit her lip again, like she was thinking about all the reasons this thing between us was a bad idea, which it was. For her. Not for me. I wanted her and was going to drag her into my life until she never wanted to leave.
Coming to a decision, she nodded. “Okay.”
Thank fuck.
I pressed a kiss to the top of her head, breathing in the scent of her coconut shampoo.
I was content when I felt her body start to shake. “What?” I asked, leaning back so I could see her better.
“I’ve lost my damn mind.”
My brows pulled together. “How so?”
“I just met you today. I hit your bike. And now I’m naked in your bed. That’s…” she shook her head. “It’s reckless and stupid and crazy.”
I just shrugged.
Maybe to her it was crazy, but I didn’t give a fuck.
I wasn’t the kind of man who “followed the rules.”
Nobody in my world did. “Life is short, baby. You can spend your whole life playing by the rules and conforming to society’s timelines, or you can take life by the horns and do what feels good.”
She pursed her lips. “And does this feel good?”
I flexed my half-hard cock against her thigh. “Fuck yeah, it does.”
She rolled her eyes. “I didn’t mean just the sex.”
Pulling her closer, I pressed my forehead to hers. “I know. And from the tiny bit of you that I’ve gotten to know, I like that too.”
“What do you think you know?” she asked softly like this was a test she hoped I was about to pass.
“I know you’re kind and thoughtful. I know you didn’t think twice about how fucking dangerous it was before you put yourself in harm’s way for my kid. I know that you’re sexy as fuck. I know you’re too young for my ass, but as I just explained, I do what the fuck I want and I want you.”
Her face softened. “You’re crazy.”
I nodded. “I know that too.”
Her face sobered. “Reggie—”
I pressed my lips to hers, not wanting to hear his name out of her mouth.
I’d deal with the ol’ sheriff soon enough.
But first…
I rolled Harmony onto her back and settled myself back between her thighs. “Round two.”