Ash had been so angry.

A few hours after Ash had stormed out of the meeting, Marin stopped in the corridor and pressed her back to the wall.

Clearly, he didn’t think she could do it. He thought she was fierce in a stupid computer game, but not in real life. He’d proven that when she’d tried to help him during the raptor attack outside. He’d turned into a damn brainless caveman.

She was sexy and interesting, as long as she was safely tucked up in the tech lab.

A part of her was scared. She didn’t want to go into the middle of alien territory and possibly face down raptors. But she’d do it.

Some kids ran past her, laughing. They were a reminder of why she’d do it. She’d do her part to fight back against the aliens, and fight for humanity’s right to survive.

Pushing away from the wall, she continued down the corridor. All her life, she’d been good at hiding. She’d perfected the art of being invisible. Her mother had wanted her to be the perfect socialite, while her father had been too absorbed in his work to care what Marin did. Her mother had made it an artform to pick on Marin’s looks, her lack of social graces, the time she spent studying.

Instead of standing up to them, Marin had withdrawn and buried herself in her studies.

“Marin.”

Ash’s voice made her stiffen. This time, instead of running, she turned to face him.

“Do you know what it’s like out there?” he snapped.

She sighed. “Yes.”

“You have no idea.” He pushed her until her back bumped into the wall. He moved in close, big and overpowering. The spicy scent of him surrounded her.

“I think—”

“The raptors are bigger, stronger, crueler.” His tone was biting. “And you want me to take you deep into the heart of a fucking facility crawling with them.”

She swallowed. “I know. But I’ll have protection.”

“This isn’t a game, Marin. It’s not Pre-Emptive Strike out there. That was real raptor fire out there this morning!”

“I know that, Ash. I’m not stupid, and I’m not helpless.”

He growled, and then pushed away from her. He paced the corridor and jammed a hand through his hair. “I know you aren’t stupid. But it still scares the shit out of me.” He looked back at her, his jaw tight. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Something in her chest opened and bloomed. It had been a really long time since someone had cared about protecting her. Noah was a great boss and looked out for everyone on the team. But she knew, in the dark of night, there was no one on the planet thinking of her.

Ash spun away, pressing his hands to the wall. She saw the tense muscles in his back under his shirt. She tried to hold on to her anger from the morning, but it slipped away. She moved closer to him, her pulse racing, and pressed a hand to the middle of his back. Those hard muscles flexed under her palm.

“Your squad will be with me. You’ll be with me. I trust you to protect me, SuperSoldier.”

He spun and yanked her close. “I will. With my life.”

Marin’s heart knocked against her chest. “I’d prefer that you didn’t get hurt or killed.”

“There are no guarantees out there, Princess.”

God. The thought of Ash getting hurt made her knees weak.

“I’ll be right beside you on the mission. I won’t fucking let a raptor near you.”

“I know.”

They stared at each other.

“Too fucking trusting, Marin.”

Ash moved and Marin leaped at him. He caught her, hauling her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“You’re mine,” he growled. “Tonight, you’re mine, Marin.”

“Yes.” She pressed her lips to his jaw. She’d faced down a raptor today, and in twenty-four hours, she was heading into an alien base, so she was going to keep up her brave streak.

She was going to find out what being with Ash Connors felt like.

He strode down the corridor and they both ignored the startled looks of the people they passed. Before she knew it, he was letting them into his quarters.

Ash turned on lights, his lips landing on hers. Yes.

Marin slid her hands into his hair and kissed him back.

* * *

Marin went wild in Ash’s arms. He loved how greedy she was, how she forgot herself and lost herself in the pleasure. She pressed into him, kissing him back frantically. He felt her fingers digging into his scalp, and he wrapped his arms around her curvy body and pulled her closer. He wanted nothing between them.

He carried her over to the bed and laid her on it. A few quick tugs and he stripped her clothes off her.

She automatically moved to cover herself.

“No, don’t.” He grabbed her wrist. “You’re gorgeous.”

“I’m not slim and elegant.”

“Who cares about slim and fucking elegant? I’m a biker. I like tits and ass.”

She blushed. “Really?”

He remembered the things she’d confessed to him while they’d been gaming. Her mother, and a bunch of ruthless kids at school, had really done a number on her. His gaze skated over her full breasts. They were covered in a blush of pink, with nipples tightened to hard points.

“Look at these pretty tits.” He cupped them, then leaned down and sucked one pink nipple into his mouth. She cried out.

He sucked, then swirled his tongue, before raising his head. He ran his hands down the curve of her belly.

“Soft and cute.”

“Soft bellies are not—”

“Are just how I like a woman.” He pressed open-mouthed kisses to the sweet curve of her belly. She arched up into him.

Then he turned her on her side, sliding his hands over her to caress her ass. Oh yeah, he liked her ass, a lot. He gave one cheek a little slap. She gasped.

“Every time I look at this sweet ass, I get hard.”

She made a husky sound, and Ash leaned down and gently bit one cheek. Then he sat back, pushing her onto her belly.

“Ash?”

“Trust me, Princess. I’m going to take good care of you.” He slid a hand between her thighs.

She cried out, lifting her ass up, which gave him better access.

She was already wet and he stroked her. Damn, she was gorgeous. “I need another taste of you.”

“I heard you love to…uh, go down on women.”

He paused. “Did you?”

She looked back over her shoulder, and couldn’t possibly know just how sexy she looked.

He slid two fingers inside her, loving her moan, and the way she rocked her hips against his hand. “Whoever told you that isn’t right.”

“Oh?” Her voice was husky.

“Nope. I’m equal opportunity. I love having my cock sucked, too.”

He flicked at her clit, and her cry was sharp. He slid to his knees beside the bed, pressing a quick kiss to the base of her spine, right above her sweet buttocks. Then he didn’t give her any time to prepare, just circled her thighs with his hands, nudged them apart, and closed his mouth on her.

As he delved his tongue deep, he heard her ragged breaths. Her thigh muscles tensed, but she pushed back against him.

“Ash…too much.”

He brushed her swollen clit with his tongue. “Not enough, sweetheart. Damn, you taste like heaven. Don’t hold back.”

“I need…” Her hands twisted in the covers.

“What, Princess? This?” He sucked on her clit.

She shattered. Her whole body froze for a second, then she was convulsing, his name a husky cry on her lips.

Ash stood, tearing his clothes off.

Marin pushed up on her elbows and rolled over. She watched him hungrily. He could see she was excited, watching each piece of him that he uncovered. Her gaze traced over his chest, his tattoos, and down his belly. He quickly undid his jeans and shoved them off.

Her eyes widened. “Holy…”

“Like what you see?” he asked with a smile.

“You’re…big.”

She reared up on her knees and reached out. She stroked her fingers down his arms, tracing his ink. Then she released a shaky breath and stared at his cock.

“I want your cock in my mouth.” She blinked, looking surprised. “Um, did I just say that aloud?”

He smiled and took a step closer to the bed. “Sure did.”

He pushed her down on the covers, loving seeing her curls spread out on the sheets. He leaned over her. “You want your pretty lips on my cock, Princess?”

“Yes.” Her eyes were heated.

He circled the base of his cock, hoping that he could hold it together, and give her what she wanted. Love her the way she deserved.

Pre-come beaded on the head of his cock and her eyes were glued to it. She licked her lips and he groaned. He brushed the tip of his cock over her lips, coating them. Her tongue darted out, flicking over the tip of him. He groaned again.

Then she opened her mouth and sucked him in.

Fuck.

* * *

Marin was just adjusting to having Ash’s large cock in her mouth, loving the musky taste of him, when he pulled back.

She made a cry of protest and looked up. His handsome face was set in stark lines.

“First time I come with you, it won’t be in your mouth, Marin.” His hands gripped her thighs, pushing them apart. He climbed onto the bed, his big body covering hers. “First time I come, it’ll be deep inside you.”

Yes. “I have a contraceptive implant.”

“Me, too. One of doc’s new ones.”

Marin felt the hard prod of his cock between her legs. She shivered and their gazes locked.

“Sweet, fierce Marin,” he murmured. Then he pushed inside her.

God, the stretch. He was big, and she hadn’t had sex in a long time. She pushed her head back into the bed. As the hard inches of him slid inside her, she felt consumed.

“So damn tight.” His voice was a growl. “You want this, Princess?”

“Yes.”

“Good. You’ll take it all.”

He pulled out and then slammed back in. Marin cried out, her hands digging into his shoulders.

“Perfect,” he growled. “I knew it would be.”

“Ash.”

He kept thrusting inside her, reaching down to readjust the angle of her hips. On the next thrust, he hit some sensitive spot inside her. Oh, Jesus.

His hips kept working at a fast pace, and she looked past him and caught a glimpse of them in the mirror. She watched his tight ass working between her splayed legs. Her belly spasmed. It was so sexy to watch him taking her. His tattooed arms held him propped up, the muscles in his ass flexing.

“Are you ready, Marin?”

“For…what?”

“To come. Hard.”

His thrusts increased, the bedframe slamming against the wall. Her gaze dropped down, and she watched the ripple of his abs as he thrust inside her.

“Eyes here, Marin.”

She met his gaze. They looked more blue, dark and intense. He thrust deeper, reaching some place inside her that had every sensation within her exploding. Her orgasm crashed over her, the pleasure coming in waves. She screamed and didn’t care that it was probably loud enough for the entire base to hear.

Ash thrust inside her one last time, his body jerking. With a shout, he poured himself inside her.

Marin stared into his handsome face. She could spend hours just looking at him. She’d finally just had amazing, once-in-a-lifetime sex with the sexiest man in the world.

She, Marin Mitchell, had snagged a hot bad boy. She giggled.

Ash pulled out of her, his gaze curious. “Should I be worried that you’re laughing right now?”

She shook her head. “No. It was perfect. Amazing. But I’m pretty sure we tore a hole in the fabric of space-time.”

“What?”

“Hot badass berserkers do not have sex with geeky tech girls.”

He sent her a sexy smile. “Well, this berserker does, with my sexy, hot geeky tech girl. Now—” he tugged her close, giving her butt a light slap. “Time to get some rest.”

“Rest?” she said, breathing in the scent of him. It felt so nice to be wrapped up in his strength.

“You need some rest because I want to fuck you again soon.”

Oh. Oh. “I don’t really think I need a rest.”