Warriors of Ryon: Bayden by S.K. Yule Read Free Book Online Page A

falling on her ass, which brought forth a string of curses from his lips. He snatched her up by the waist before she tumbled to the floor. “One good deed doesn’t make someone a good person.”
    “Maybe not. But somehow I doubt your good deeds started with us.”
    He closed his eyes again and took a deep, calming breath. She was right. He did help people whenever he was able, but he’d never brought anyone else here. He’d always made sure victims had been relocated, safe, and taken care of, but that’s where it ended. Only a handful of people knew he was a Reaper, and that was how it had to remain to keep him, his friends, and anyone they came in contact with safe. “Ellie, you don’t know what kind of man I am.”
    She stepped closer to him and cupped his jaw. “Yes. I do know what kind of man you are. You’re the kind of man who doesn’t abandon a woman or child in need.”
    Her soft hand felt like heaven against his skin. He wanted to bury his face in her hair and hold her close while he made love to her. Stop it, you worthless bastard. You don’t even know how to make love. All you do is fuck . She needed a man who could be gentle with her, not a man who’d never known love. She didn’t deserve a rough coupling with him. She made him wish with everything he was that he could be that kind of man for her… A better man. He wanted to touch her, worship her, love her long and slow.
    He’d never had that with a woman. Every time he’d been with a woman, it’d been a fast, rough slaking of needs. The women he’d been with had treated the act as nothing more than a relief for their ache. Wham-bam-thank-you, now put on your pants and leave. He’d, of course, gotten release from the sex, but he’d wanted…a connection. The way Ellie touched him made him crave lazy, satiating, satisfying loving, made him want to feel her warm body curled against him after he’d given her pleasure.
    She gazed at him as if he were her hero, and Kodo, how he wanted to be. But he couldn’t. He was a Reaper, not a hero. “Please.”
    “Please what?”
    “My resistance is low around you.”
    “Mine too.” She stretched up on her toes and put her lips to his.
    Fire raged through him, and his cock hardened painfully. His control finally snapped, and he yanked her to him and deepened the kiss. His tongue played at the seam of her lips before dipping into her sweet mouth. He could drown in her and never once feel the need to cry out for air. Her fingers teased his nape, and her nails scraped his skin.
    He tightened his arms around her and devoured her. He’d never wanted anyone as badly as he wanted her. Right here. Right now. Her touch, her words, made him feel as though he were more than a Reaper. She made him feel like a man—a man who could be loved by a woman as precious and rare as she was.
    She ran her hands up his chest and kneaded the knots in his muscles, easing the turmoil that ran wild through him. He kissed a path along her jaw to her slender neck where he nipped at her skin and then soothed it with his tongue. She leaned back, offering herself to him, surrendering. A yearning to possess her, to claim her, shot through him. He slipped a hand into her hair at the back of her head and tightened his fingers around the strands. His gentle tugging caused her to arch over his arm, and her pert breasts thrust upward, begging for his touch.
    He buried his face between the soft mounds and inhaled her scent deep into his lungs. The hint of lavender that tickled his nose undoubtedly came from the soap he’d given her. While Earth, at one time, had had an abundant supply of lavender, it was rare on the other planets. Fortunately, many of the missions the Reapers took paid well and came with perks, which included things that weren’t easily attained.
    He nuzzled her shirt aside along with her bra and took the rosy tip of one nipple into his mouth. He pulled it deep, laving the nub into a hard peak, and she cried out. He