NocC 017 - Caridad Pineiro - Night of the Cougar - Harlequin 2012-06 by Nocturne Read Free Book Online

ankles.
    Unbound, he rolled and eased between her legs, needing to be inside her almost more than he needed to breathe. But mindful of all that had just happened, he hesitated for a moment as he brought his cock to the wet entrance to her vagina.
    “Please, Galen,” she urged, erasing the last of his doubts. He entered her in one smooth thrust, stilling when he was buried deep. The contractions of her climax were still thrumming through her. They milked his cock, pleasuring him.
    “God, you feel so good, Jamie.” He hadn’t forgotten how wonderful it had been between them, but he had thought at times that his imagination had made it seem that way.
    How wrong he had been, he thought, bending down to lick and suck the hard tips of her breasts until his dick and balls were throbbing so intensely he had to seek his own release.
    Pulling his hips back, he began the motion to take them both to further satisfaction, thrusting and retreating.
    She welcomed him, raising her hips to allow him to deepen his penetration, cradling his hips with her thighs and reaching up to lay her hands on his shoulders.
    The sting of her nails bit into his shoulders as she arched her body and came, calling out his name.
    The wave of her satisfaction rolled over him, drawing him into her and holding him there until she rose up and kissed him. He let himself go then, spilling his seed into her and shuddering from the force of his passion.
    She ran her hands along his shoulders and welcomed him onto her. Cradling him close, she kissed his face and stroked her hands through his hair so she could examine him. A smile came to her lips, full of surprise, but also bittersweet.
    “I thought I had imagined what it felt like. What you made me feel,” she said, continuing to comb her fingers through his hair.
    “I know what you mean. But Jamie, you can’t stay.”

Chapter Seven
    She had expected he would go there, but not so quickly. Especially not when he was still tucked inside her so pleasantly, with both of them savoring the aftermath of some fairly incredible loving.
    Wagging her head, she continued with her caress. “You weren’t so quick to toss me from your bed last year.”
    With a pained sigh, he said, “That’s because I wasn’t a freaking monster that could rip your throat out.”
    He rolled away from her then and lay flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling. One arm was crooked behind his neck, exposing the scar from the bullet wound that had nearly ended his life years earlier. Now he had somehow survived yet again, and Jamie realized that, much like he had the first time, he was retreating from the world around him. But she wasn’t about to make the retreat easy for him.
    Turning onto her side and propping her head up with one hand, she laid her other hand on his midsection and stroked it much as she had during his transformation. “Seems to me you were purring like a little kitty cat for me last night and again this morning.”
    As she lazily ran her hand up and down his ridged abs, a hint of a vibration, a purr, came from beneath her palm, making her wonder just how far removed the animal was from the man she loved.
    “We overlap sometimes, especially at dusk and dawn,” he said, almost as if able to read what she was thinking.
    “I thought I heard you say my name when you first turned and I touched you,” she admitted, keeping up her caresses and watching as his arousal flared to life once again.
    He yanked up the covers to hide his state, almost as if embarrassed. “There are some things that the animal leaves behind.”
    “Like a freakin’ amazing libido,” she teased, trying to relieve his unease.
    He chuckled and nodded. “Strength. Speed.”
    “Endurance,” she jumped in, earning yet another laugh and a grin from him.
    “Better night vision. Some resistance to the cold.”
    “I guess that’s how you managed to survive being half-frozen yesterday.”
    He rolled onto his side and faced her, grasped her waist