Prey (Copper Mesa Eagles Book 2) by Roxie Noir, Amelie Hunt Page A

up, Zach inside her. It felt like it lasted forever, until it finally subsided and she realized that somehow, she was still standing, breathing like she’d run a marathon.
    Zach had slowed and was grinning at her in the mirror.
    “Don’t stop,” she said, pushing back against him. He thrust inside her again with a groan.
    “Do you know how sexy that was?” he asked.
    “Cum inside me,” Katrina said. “It’s okay.”
    Zach groaned, and seconds later she could feel him jerk inside her as he dug his fingers into her hip again, his arm around her so tight she could barely breathe.
    After a long time, he relaxed and wrapped both arms around Katrina, kissing her gently on the top of her head, and she turned her neck and kissed him on the mouth while he was still inside her, slowly going soft.
    They both crawled onto the bed and lay there. Katrina was fairly certain that she was never going to be able to move again, but then Zach flopped an arm over her and she nestled into his side contentedly.
    “I don’t know if I can ever get a boner again after that,” he finally said. “I might just be done forever.”
    Katrina lifted her head and looked at him.
    “Forever?” she asked.
    Eyes still closed, he grinned.
    “Maybe not forever,” he admitted.
    Katrina rested her chin on his chest.
    “Good,” she said.
    “Filthy,” Zach said, stroking her back.
    “Me?” Katrina asked, tracing one finger over the hard lines of his abs.
    “Don’t act innocent,” he said. “You’re so respectable on the outside, no one would ever know how dirty you can be.”
    Katrina felt a blush creep up her cheeks, and she just looked at Zach.
    “I’m not, usually,” she admitted.
    He opened his eyes and tilted his head up.
    “You should be,” he said. “That was unbelievable.”
    Katrina turned pinker, her face burning.
    “Thanks,” she said, not knowing what else to say.
    Zach laughed. Then he rolled over onto his side and looked dead into her eyes, taking her hand in his.
    “Katrina,” he said. “I fully intend to find every filthy, dirty, incredibly sexy thing that you can possibly say, and I am going to enjoy every last one of them.”
    She laughed.
    “Starting in thirty minutes,” Zach said.

Chapter Eleven

    Zach
    Zach woke up to the slow chime of church bells. He was wrapped around Katrina, and she was still fast asleep in his arms, her chest rising and falling.
    The bells kept going, and he pushed his face further into her hair.
    I didn’t see the church when we got in last night , he thought. But then again, I was drugged and distracted.
    Katrina stirred in his arms, stretching and yawning. She finally grabbed her phone off the nightstand and hit a button. The bells stopped.
    “We slept in,” she said, still not getting up.
    “I thought we were on the run,” Zach said. He inhaled deeply, enjoying her half-floral, half-citrus scent.
    “I still wanted to get up early,” she said. “The early bird gets the worm, you know?”
    “I’ve been getting too many worms lately,” Zach said, and Katrina laughed.
    “What does that even mean?” she asked.
    “I’ve been getting up early too much, I guess? I don’t know, it’s early.”
    “It’s already 7:30.”
    Zach grabbed an extra pillow from behind himself and bopped her with it. Katrina squealed, then grabbed it and shoved it back at him, but Zach grabbed it from her easily and tossed it off the bed.
    “Nice try,” he said.
    Katrina made a face and shoved at him with both hands, but Zach didn’t budge.
    “Is that all you’ve got?” he asked lazily.
    He’d already had an erection, and it was just getting harder the more she touched him.
    Katrina scrunched her face together and tried harder, to no avail.
    “Okay, that’s enough,” Zach finally said. He rolled over so he was on top of her, their faces nearly touching. “Are you done trying to shove me off the bed?”
    “I’ll get you when you least expect it,” Katrina said, squirming beneath him,