Berserker's Rage (8 page)

Hal made sure with each downward thrust he hit her clit, his thrusts became faster, forcing her to take what he gave. Her little moans and breathy sighs became high pitched squeals as he reached between her thighs and rubbed the bundle of nerves in tight little circles. Her eyes widened and she screamed his name, her muscles clamping down on his cock.

A shiver wracked his body, and then heat washed over him as he pounded into her, racing towards his own climax, semen jetted out of him into the condom. Even as he ground against her in a slow circle, she continued to milk him as if her body wanted every last drop he had to give. Hal tried to keep from collapsing on top of her much smaller frame. His arms shook from the exertion. Her arms squeezed him tight, and he buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent. He was sure he could spend the rest of eternity right where he was.

After a few moments Hal pushed up, disengaging their lower halves. “I’ll be right back.” He hopped off the side of the bed and went into the adjoining bathroom to get rid of the condom. Washing his hands, he stared at his reflection and was amazed there wasn’t a big goofy grin on his face.

When he walked back into Felicity’s room, she’d climbed under the covers. He wasn’t sure if she was hiding her body from him, or if she was cold. Hal wouldn’t allow her to pull back from what they’d just done. He pulled her against him, then covered them both with the light blanket. Her soft skin rubbing against him was a thing of beauty, and he loved it. Loved her. He stilled at the last thought.

“What have you been doing? Are you working at the shop again?” He hated the thought of her anywhere near where she’d been attacked.

Her head was pillowed on his chest, but even in the dark he was sure she was blinking back tears. He could hear her breath catch. “They couldn’t hold my position all this time. I don’t blame them, but there is a bright spot.” She propped her head up on his chest. “I didn’t love being a manager of the boutique. My passion is designing clothes. I’ve been drawing since, well, forever. I always sketched designs, and since the office was my domain, I didn’t think about leaving them in my desk. Caitlyn, the owner, found them and fell in love. By the time I came home, she had several pieces created and wants to sell them in her shop.”

Excitement laced her voice. He held her close and listened to her describe her clothing designs. Hal had no clue what an A-line was, or what latest fashion trend was the most popular. All he knew was Felicity was happy, and naked, and all his.

“You have zero interest in what I’m talking about, do you?”

Honestly, he was interested in anything she did or said. “Felicity, you could talk about digging dirt in the Foothills, and I’d listen to you for days. The thought of you got me through the last three months.”

Her head came off his chest, green eyes sparkled in the dimly lit room. “You have no clue how I fantasized about your voice. Oh, lord, that probably sounds creepy.”

He chuckled. “I’m very happy to hear you thought about me, in any capacity.”

She was clearly pleased by his words, when her breath came out in a long exhale.

His hand traced a line along her back, all the way around her heart shaped ass. He felt her shiver as he smoothed his palm back up and then down again. When he reached the bottom of her spine he trailed his fingers between the cheeks of her ass, letting his fingers slip beneath, finding Felicity already wet. His own cock had already hardened against her side, pulsing with a life of its own.

Her tongue darted out, licking her lips. He imagined her mouth surrounding his cock, but pushed back those thoughts. Hal was pretty sure she wasn’t ready for that type of play so soon after her ordeal.

“I want to take you in my mouth.” Her words echoed what he’d just been thinking, and he allowed himself to thrust against her, his aching dick wanting the same thing.

He tangled his hand in her hair. “When you are all healed, I’ll let you do anything you want.”

Felicity looked up at him with want. “I can still pleasure you. Let me set the pace, and don’t take charge. Can you do that?”

If it killed him, he’d do what he had to allow her to play with him. One day he’d be the one showing her what he liked, how he liked it. He gave a jerky nod of his head.

Without hesitation, she lowered her body down his, opening her mouth to delicately lick at his shaft.

* * * *

Felicity held him in one hand, glad he couldn’t see her face. Even with her jaws being recently broken, she wasn’t sure she could’ve taken all of him in her mouth before. Although she hadn’t been a virgin, she’d only had sex with Quentin, and most definitely not oral. Her fingers couldn’t enclose his entire girth as she held him, and then she let her tongue swirl around the head. Fluid had already began to leak from the tip, and she licked it away, lapping it up like a favorite treat, making him groan.

She rolled her tongue over the tip, and down the underside, following the heavy vein to his groin. When she cradled his balls in the palm of her hand, she peered up at him, before running her tongue back up his shaft. Wrapping her lips around the crown of his dick, she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked, rolling her tongue just under the head, using her hand to work the rest of his dick. His cock jerked in her palm, and she knew he was close to coming.

Hal gently pulled on her hair, forcing his cock out of her mouth. “As much as I want to come down your throat, I want to be inside you more.” The guttural words were harsh, but Felicity didn’t care.

She crawled up his body, her palms on either side of his face. “Do you have another condom?”

“Damn it, yes, in my wallet.” He growled

Happier than she remembered being, Felicity patted his chest. “Stay right there. I’ll get it.”

He looked like a Nordic god waiting for his pleasure. He reached down and grabbed his cock while she watched, stroking it as she pulled the condom out of the wrapper and climbed back onto the high bed.

She grinned at the picture he made and held the little rubber up. “I’m not sure how to apply this.”

Hal rolled the contraceptive over his dick, watching her the entire time. “Next time you can do it.”

Lifting one leg over his, she lined his cock up, swirling it in the cream dripping from her pussy. She thought she’d be embarrassed at how wet and excited she was, but Hal’s reaction to her body made her revel in it.

“If you don’t slide that pretty pink pussy down my dick, I think I may come before you get the chance.” His fingers bit into her hips.

His dirty words made her hotter. An agonizingly slow glide, and she had taken all of him. He seemed larger from that position, and it took her a few moments to adjust to his size. Hal didn’t rush her, his eyes never left her face as he stared, assessing her. Felicity’s nipples became hard peaks under his gaze.

“I love your breasts.” His large hands cupped each one, squeezing them together. He pinched her nipples between his thumbs, making them harder, and then lifted his head to suck one into his mouth.

Felicity moaned at the exquisite feel of his lips and teeth tugging on the rigid bud, her body began moving restlessly up and down his. He continued to lick, nip, and suck her nipple making her pussy twitch. She pushed down, grinding her pelvis against his, feeling the crisp hair of his groin against her clit. She was ready to come, but needed more. She needed Hal to help, but he seemed fascinated with her breasts.

He chuckled against her breasts. “What do you need,
ma petite
?”

“I need to come. Oh, god, help me.”

She was so wet, the sounds echoed in the room, but she didn’t care. If he didn’t help her come soon she was sure she’d kill him. Hal grabbed her hips and began using his far superior strength to move her up and down his cock. The force of his thrusts increased, and the grip he had on her became almost painful. Felicity held onto his shoulders as Hal fucked her. He pounded up into her, forcing her to take what he gave, and she loved it. She matched him stroke for stroke, felt the tingling that signaled her orgasm was near. She pushed down and rolled her hips, moaning as he let go of one hip, only to groan when he tunneled his hand between their bodies and found her clit.

Hal rubbed back and forth over the bundle of nerves while his hips pounded up and down. She didn’t try to contain her cries of joy. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping, mingled with their moans. Felicity cried out as her orgasm flared and she came, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders. She slammed back to meet his thrusts, not wanting to lose the rhythm he’d set even though she’d already come. His hand tightened on her hip, a low groan escaped his lips along with her name, and then he held himself deep inside her. She instantly wished there was no rubber separating her from him.

He pulled her down against him, kissing her gently. She wondered if he always kissed that way or if he was taking extra care because of her injuries. With a sigh she lifted herself off of him, he helped her up, and then climbed from the bed again. The sound of the toilet flushing and then the water running gave her a moment to collect her thoughts. Upper most was the fact she was one hundred percent in love with Hal Aldridge, followed by the fact she was starving.

The seconds ticked by, but when he didn’t come out immediately she got nervous. Was he regretting the love making? Did he think she was going to become some clingy woman? She’d have to reassure him that wasn’t going to happen.

Felicity decided to give him a few moments alone in case he was using the facilities. Her cheeks pinkened when she imagined him naked in her bathroom. A rush of arousal washed over her. “Stop it you horny girl, geez,” she mumbled to herself shrugging into her robe.

Looking through her fridge, the best she could come up with to fix them was grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and canned tomato soup, unless he wanted to go out to eat, or planned to go home. Again, that shiver of doubt worked its way through her. She was not the ugly duckling anymore, and even if Hal decided to hit it and quit it, she would survive. He’d take a little piece of her with him, but she was stronger now than she’d been, she assured herself.

“Hey, why did you get up?” Hal’s deep rumbling voice broke into her musings.

“Oh…my stomach decided it needed sustenance.” She tried to laugh off her anxiety.

His arms wrapped around her. “What’s the matter, and don’t lie to me.”

“What’s the matter, my Felicity?”

She blinked back tears. “Are you regretting what we…did?”

His brows drew together in a deep frown. “Hell no, are you?” The arms around her contracted.

Shaking her head, Felicity stood on her tiptoes. “No, it’s just you took so long in the bathroom, and I worried you were trying to figure out a way to let me down gently.”

Hal smiled. “Didn’t you see me grab my phone?” When she shook her head he continued. “I got a text from Brax saying he assumed I was going to eat dinner with you and not to worry about him tonight. Honestly I’d completely forgotten about him. I shot him a quick text back, which he then responded. Needless to say, I had to turn my phone off, otherwise he and I would’ve been in a texting war.”

Her heart flipped over at the love and respect he clearly had for his captain and friend. Still, she decided she wouldn’t tell him how she felt about him, yet.

“Are you hungry? I have the fixings for grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. The soup is from a can, but I add stuff to it that makes it really tasty.”

“I’m famished.” He rubbed his stomach.

His words had a double meaning, and her girlie parts whole heartily agreed.

She pulled the shaved ham out of the meat drawer and the cheese out of the dairy container, laying it all out on the counter while Hal made himself comfortable at the kitchen island. He’d offered to help, but Felicity said she’d probably burn the building down if he did, to which he’d informed her he was trained to put out fires.

Fifteen minutes later she had four huge ham and cheese sandwiches cooked, one for her and three for Hal. They’d opted out of soup, and had opened a bottle of Merlot. She wondered if he planned to spend the night.

“Now what has put that pensive look on your face?” Hal asked, wiping his lips with the cloth napkin.

The mention of her face made her wince. Another thing she needed to talk to him about. Of course, if he left and never came back, then maybe she wouldn’t.

“Come here,
ma petite
.” He plucked her out of her seat into his lap. “Tell me what is going on in that mind of yours. Or should I tell you what my plans are and see what you think about them?”

Her hand came up to steady herself, but she shouldn’t have worried. Hal wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Of that she had no doubt.

“What are your plans?”

“First, I plan to carry you into your bathroom and run you a bath. While you’re soaking, I’m going to clean up your kitchen. After we are both done, I’m going to dry you off, then get naked again and climb into bed with you. Since I don’t have any more condoms, there won’t be any more hanky panky, but I plan to hold you all night long. How does that sound?”

Felicity felt her heart turn over, if that was possible. “You don’t have to clean the kitchen. I can do that really quickly.”

“You cooked, I’ll clean. Do you want me to stay the night with you?”

She barely restrained herself from saying stay forever, instead she nodded.

Hal stood in one fluid movement, carrying her to the bedroom where he drew her a warm bath. He made sure she was comfortable before he walked out wearing his slacks with the top button undone. Felicity swore there wasn’t a man on Earth sexier than her Viking.

By the time she’d finished soaking, her lady parts weren’t quite so tender, but she wouldn’t tell Hal they were sore at all. If he had a box of condoms, she would have willingly spread her thighs and welcomed him into her body each and every time.

“You ready to get out?” Hal stood beside the tub with an oversized bath sheet. He looked as if he’d showered.

“I grabbed a quick shower in the other bathroom. I hope you don’t mind.”