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

her eyes laughing.
    So we’ll be doing this again ,Zach thought. I wouldn’t mind waking up this way all the time .
    He kissed her hard, barely awake but already hungry. This time she yielded to him, her soft mouth opening under his, her hips rising to meet him, and then she had one back on his back and the other was wrapping itself around his cock.
    Zach groaned.
    “Good morning,” Katrina said, her voice low and sultry as her hand stroked his shaft. “ Someone’s already awake.”
    “He’s an early riser,” Zach muttered into her neck.
    Her hips moved again and then her thighs wrapped around his hips, the his whole length pressed against her, and this time Katrina made a small, hungry noise in the back of her throat.
    Zach chuckled.
    “Don’t act like I’m the only one here who’s awake,” he whispered, and leaned on one elbow, tweaking a nipple.
    Then, all in one motion, she moved her hips again and suddenly Zach felt himself slide inside her, the rush of pleasure making him lightheaded even as he tightened his hands around her shoulders, pushing himself into her.
    “Mmmm,” Katrina said. She wrapped her legs around him and squeezed , and for a long moment Zach was stuck motionless, her muscles pulsing slightly around him. Then she let go and Zach thrust again, slow and hard and deep, and heard that noise again.
    “Is that how you like it?” he whispered.
    “It is right now,” she whispered back. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked like some sort of dirty angel, her blond curls spread out around her as their bodies moved in rhythm.
    “I’m not gonna last long,” he said, watching a pink flush rise into Katrina’s cheeks.
    “You don’t need to,” she said. “I dreamed about you and woke up wet.”
    Zach grinned.
    “I really won’t last if you keep talking dirty,” he said.
    “Just give it to me hard and deep,” Katrina said, and her eyes slid closed.
    Zach didn’t need to be told twice, and moments later, Katrina’s nails dug into his sides and she threw her head back against the pillow, her pulse beating against her pale throat.
    She cried out and Zach could feel her muscles clench around him in a hard, fast rhythm, but he held himself back from the edge by sheer willpower.
    “ Zach, ” she whispered, and that was all it took. He felt like he exploded, totally lost in Katrina, and he buried his face in her neck as pressed himself into her, grinding their hips together.
    After he finished, he lay on top of her for long moments, both of them breathing in time. Then at last, Zach rolled off and curled himself around Katrina.
    “I meant to get out of bed,” she said after a while.
    “Yeah,” he said. “I did too.”

    * * *

    As he pulled on his pants and shirt, Katrina peeked out between the blinds, surveying the motel’s parking lot.
    “Anything?” Zach asked.
    Frankly, between being drugged and then the incredible time he’d had last night — and that morning — he’d kind of forgotten that they were escaping Katrina’s sinister boss and his minions. But they didn’t seem to have caught up yet, and for all Zach knew, maybe they’d given up already.
    “All right,” he said. “What’s the plan?”
    “No idea,” Katrina admitted. “I have no idea who they’re working with, or what they were even trying to do to you.”
    “Me either,” said Zach. “But it definitely wasn’t legal, so maybe we could just start with the police?”
    Katrina sat at the small, grungy table, leaned her head on one hand, and considered this.
    “That’s not a bad idea,” she said. “If we can get them to search the premises, we could show them the creepy cold storage facilities. I’m sure they’ve erased the security tapes by now, but it might at least be something.”
    Zach nodded. It wasn’t like he had a better idea.
    “Is there some sort of governing body that oversees... science?” he asked.
    It felt like the kind of thing he ought to know.
    Katrina laughed.
    “Not that