Page 113 of Rocky Mountain Devil

There was no use fighting when his brother got stubborn. Rafe marched off to his truck and got in. Slamming his door shut was stupid—the resulting pain punished him more than anyone else. He turned his truck toward home with a head that was one step away from exploding.

He stood under the shower with the water as hot as possible, the scalding liquid steaming against his face until a few loose strands of pain washed away, only to be replaced by something newer.

Guilt so cold it burned.

What had he done? What had hesaid? The night before was enough of a blur he wasn’t sure anymore what was real and what he’d imagined, but even then what he did know for sure—it was bad. It was real bad.

The water had gone cold by the time he left the shower, stepping out and vigorously rubbing himself dry. He pulled on sweatpants and marched into the kitchen—

She stood by the stove. His angel, shining like innocence as she stirred something in a pot, the scent of it on the air making his mouth water.

“Laurel?”

She whirled, eyes wide. “Rafe. Oh my God, you’re okay. I was so worried.”

She was across the room and holding him, and for a moment everythingwasokay. An angel in his arms—he had her, and he was never going to give her up.

Laurel murmured soothing words against his neck, telling him about how she’d come to see him last night and he’d been gone. How she’d slipped away from work, and he’d been in the shower, so she’d made soup, and was he okay??

The heat from her body warmed the cold spots inside, and then some. Her shirt was silky soft under his touch, and a pulse of eager desire flared.

Desire?Urgent need.

A need as desperate as a drowning man fighting for his next breath.

He slipped his hands under her shirt and over her belly. Palms pressed hard to her warm skin so he could savour the heat as he caressed up her sides. His body lit up.

Her lips met his, and they kissed, desperately trying to get closer. It was fucked up, and wrong, and he couldn’t have stopped if the house had caught fire.

Rafe lifted her to the table and stripped away her pants. Jerked off her underwear and brought her hips to the edge so he could bring his mouth down on her and feast hungrily.

Her fingers were in his hair. Part of him wanted her to tighten them to fists so she could jerk him away. Push him back in disgust and demand answers.

She did neither, her feverish moans driving him on as he thrust his tongue into her. As he slipped fingers into her wet heat and fucked her rapidly, his tongue devastating her clit.

Seconds later…or was it hours? She damn near screamed his name, sex clamping down on him as her legs quivered.

Rafe stood and dropped his sweatpants, his cock springing free. Hard and needy like the rest of him, he stepped between her legs and lined them up. The head of his shaft slipped through her folds as she fought to take a breath.

One motion, that’s all it took to thrust in, their foreheads pressed together. Laurel’s eyes went wide, but she clutched his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he shoved his cock deep then stopped.

She was still pulsing around him.

He closed his eyes to hide himself in the feel of her, in the scent of her wrapping around them as he waited until her orgasm calmed before catching hold of her right knee. He lifted it high, opening her farther to his frantic plundering.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “Rafe. Baby.Yes.”

He watched his cock disappear into her body. One, and connected. The two of them completing each other. The gasps from their lips mingling to create a whirlwind between them.

Emotional overload hit, and the trembling pulse in his heart acknowledged this was because of her.

It was Laurel who gave willingly as he stole pleasure. Didn’t matter that she was moaning along with him, digging into his bare back with her nails. This was because ofher, not him, and he felt selfish and dirty—

—but not enough to stop.

Not when the rush of pleasure up his spine was roaring loud enough to drown out the other voices in his head. The guilt and disgust and anger and…all of it vanished as he buried himself in her body. Used her, gave to her.

Took everything she’d give before he broke completely.