His hair was loose. Somewhere between doing up his tie and this moment, it had come out of its leather tie. His cheeks were a bit flushed and his brow glistened.

He was beautiful.

His blue eyes shone with concern as he ran his hands up and down her hips looking for damage.

“I’m fine.” His come dripped down her inner thighs. “More than fine.” Her voice had a husky edge from all the noises she had been making.

A breath left him and the tension eased from his shoulders. “You’re sure? You’re not just saying that?”

She shook her head. “I’m perfect. Better than perfect.”

“Yeah, you are.” He turned serious all of a sudden. His eyes narrowed in on hers. He picked her up, keeping his eyes on hers. “Are you ready for more?”

“Yeah, sure but I already … you know … I got off.”

“Not with my dick inside you.”

Oh wow! Had he just said that? She felt herself gape. Her belly flooded with warmth. Her clit gave a little zing. Still carrying her, he did a turn, putting her on the four-man table to the side of the kitchenette. There had to be rules about doing things like this on a hotel table.

She forgot her line of thought as Titan undid his belt and pulled his ruined pants off one leg at a time. His cock was fully erect. It had a slight curve even though he was hard.

Titan moved between her legs, his gaze was firmly … there. On her unshaven haven. If she’d had even an inkling that things would go in this direction she would have at least tried to give herself a trim. His eyes were hooded. His voice was ultra-deep. “Hook your thighs around my waist.”

Natasha did as he said. Titan ran a finger down her slit and Natasha groaned. “So pretty,” he mumbled. “Lean back on your hands or hold on tight.” His jaw tightened. “I’m going to fuck you until you come.”

“Oh!” Her entire female area gave a hard zing of need. “Okay,” she added. He sure was forward. Then again, she shouldn’t have expected anything else from Titan. Natasha leaned back, resting on her elbows.

“Sorry,” he growled as he ripped her shirt open. All the way open. It was hot! His nostrils flared as he took her in. Titan looked at her like she belonged on the cover of a magazine, possibly the swimsuit edition. That was the other drawback of having such big boobs. Especially since they were real. They weren’t these high, perky things. Certainly not since hitting her thirties.

“You are so beautiful,” Titan murmured, cupping one of her breasts in his big, warm hand. “So damned …” He groaned as he squeezed her boob, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He bit down on his lower lip and frowned, looking angry. Then he gripped her thigh, pulled it higher on his body and lined his member up at her opening with his other hand. “Don’t be afraid.”

“Hey.” She leaned forward and cupped his cheek. “Sure, you’re really big and muscular and you’re pretty rough but I happen to like big. I happen to really like rough and I really like you. I know you’re not going to hurt me.”

He nodded, still looking fierce. Natasha knew he was really turned on. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Any time.” She meant it. She meant all of it. Natasha pulled away, leaning back on her elbows.

Maintaining eye contact, he slowly pushed into her. She was still really wet. His frown deepened with every inch. He made a soft grunting noise as he slid all the way home. Natasha bit down on her lip. He was really big. She hadn’t been sure that she would be able to take him. It may not have been possible if he’d been any bigger. Titan didn’t move, sweat glistened on his brow. His muscles were out and in all their glory. His abs … oh … things of pure beauty. Titan sucked on his thumb and then used it in a slow glide over her clit.

Holy freaking moly! She sucked in a breath and her eyes widened. Titan was balls-deep inside her, stretching her to capacity and not moving an inch. It was just his wet thumb that slid, lazy circles around her clit, which felt really swollen. She pulled in a lungful of air and let it out slowly.

Titan gave her the smallest of smiles and leaned down, latching his hot mouth over one of her nipples. Her back bowed. Between his mouth and his thumb, oh god! Oh! She tried to move, wanted more but his body held her in place, more accurately, his dick held her firmly in place.

She moaned. It was a harsh sound that reverberated around the room. Titan nipped at her nipple and a zing of need spread like wildfire, coursing through her whole body. His thumb barely brushed her puckered flesh. Soft little slippery circles that had her crying out with desperation. He moved to her other breast and sucked on her there.

“Oh … oh my goodness.” Her voice was thick. Her breath coming in thick gulps. Another nip had her groaning so deeply it hurt her throat.

Then he was straightening up, his knees had to be bent otherwise he would be not able to reach her. He gripped her thighs, lifting her legs so that they hooked over his shoulders. “Lie back.”

She did as he said, barely fitting on the small table. Her clit throbbed. Her nipples were so tight they almost hurt. Titan leaned over her, looking her in the eyes. Her knees weren’t that far away from her face ‒ she hadn’t known she was quite this flexible. His eyes bore into hers; it was intense. She’d never been more turned on in her life. She’d never been so desperate to come. When he started moving, the table creaked. In and out. Slow but hard. Deep. Controlled. Her mouth fell open and it felt like her eyes actually rolled back in her skull.

Titan breathed in deep through his nose. Natasha only hoped that housekeeping stayed away. Hopefully none of the other guests had complained about the noise. She couldn’t bear it if they were interrupted. Not when that coiling sensation had already begun deep within her belly. Not when she could feel that this might just be the best darned orgasm of her life. She grabbed ahold of his thick biceps.

He kept going. Slow and hard. Harder than she’d ever been taken before. Should have known she would prefer it like this to soft and gentle. She was moaning with every thrust. Titan made a grunting noise here and there. It turned her on even more to know that he was enjoying this just as much as she was. His gaze drifted to her boobs, which were jerking with every hard shove inside her.

He swallowed hard. “Fucking perfect,” he growled, barely sounding human. Somehow, even that was a turn-on. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes like he was savoring her. He made a groaning noise, his fangs were sharp. He was so stunning it almost took her breath away.

The coiling sensation became almost too much. The table was creaking louder and had even slid a little across the floor with a scrape. Slow and deep had turned to hard and fast. His balls slapped against her with every thrust. There was a wet suction noise from where their bodies joined. Even that excited her. She dug her fingers into his arm. Her boobs jiggled so hard, but she didn’t care. The table scraped again and creaked so loudly she was sure it would break any second. She didn’t care about that either. Nothing mattered in this moment.

“Titan,” she sobbed his name as the coiling reached its peak. Her hips jerked and her head fell back. A rush of ecstasy raced through her, starting in her belly. She gave a yell as everything let go. She pointed her toes and gripped his arms even tighter.

Then Titan was groaning. He jerked into her. The sound of their lovemaking reverberating around the room. Slapping, sucking, panting and moaning. The sounds they both made were laced with intense pleasure. Titan slowed, his hips rolled against her as he wrung out every last drop of pleasure from her. His frown was back, his mouth pursed. The movements slowed until he stilled altogether, staying joined with her. Titan was breathing hard. Then again, so was she.

He unhooked her thighs, putting them around his waist. Then he rested his head on her chest. Natasha ran her fingers through his hair. She wasn’t sure what to say. She’d made it clear that this was more to her than just sex but how did he feel? He hadn’t really said anything about his feelings for her, now that she thought about it.

“Why have you tensed up?” He pulled away so that he could look her in the eyes.

She shrugged. “We never spoke about us. I guess I told you my feelings but you never told me yours. If this was just sex to you ‒ and it’s fine if it was ‒ but if it was … just sex that is … you need to tell me now.”

He sighed and pulled out of her. It was in that moment that she realized he was still semi-erect. “It’s so damned complicated,” he rumbled.

Shit! Her heart gave a little clench. She hadn’t thought of the possibility that he would sleep with her for the sake of sex. Titan didn’t seem like that kind of guy. Who was she kidding? He’d said that he used to have lots of sex with random people, sometimes even two different ones in a day. Sometimes even two at once.

He opened one of the drawers and grabbed a dish cloth, then he wet the cloth and moved back between her legs. Titan used the warm cloth to clean her, making gentle strokes. “I’m sure that sex on the kitchen table and using a dish cloth … for that … has to be against so many unspoken rules. Especially since we’re in a hotel.”

“I’ll buy a new one. That’s the thing.” Titan looked solemn. “This … us … it’s against every lore in the book. We can’t start a relationship. It doesn’t matter what I want or how I feel, we can’t be together.”

Shit! It hurt, and more than she thought it would. Of course it did, they had slept together. She liked the guy ‒ a lot ‒ and they’d thrown sex into the equation.

“I can see that you are disappointed. Please know that I do have feelings for you, Natasha. I would have fucking loved to have explored this …” He clasped her chin. “Us, but it’s not going to be possible.”

She nodded. “I understand. You did warn me.”

“I’m so sorry. It was never my intention for this to happen or for …”

“It’s not your fault. I practically begged you.” She rolled her eyes, feeling like an idiot.

“Female,” a growl. “You did not have to beg. You can trust me on that one. I’ve wanted you from day one as well. The chemistry between us has been off the damned charts. I wish so badly that we could … keep doing this. See where it goes, but …” He shook his head.

“Okay. You’re right. I wish things could be different.”

“So do I.” She could see that he meant it. It warmed her, even though she was dreading leaving.

“I’ll just,” she removed her shredded shirt, “go and shower and then I’ll book a flight home.”

Titan let out a slow rumble. He looked angry, only this time it had nothing to do with being turned on. He really was pissed. He shook his head. “I want you in my bed … just once. Stay tonight. I know it’s wrong of me to ask such a thing, but …”

Her heart leapt. Her very stupid, very naïve heart went ape-shit in her chest. “Yes. I would love that.”

His eyes shone. “We can go out to dinner or—”

“I’ll cook.” She didn’t want to go out. Natasha wanted him all to herself. It was their one and only night together so she wanted every moment to be just for her.

Titan shook his head. “I’ll organize us something special.” He leaned forward and knocked noses with her.

She giggled.

“Fuck! Sorry.” His cheeks flushed with a tiny bit of pink. Then he cocked his head a little to the side and kissed her softly on the lips. A quick, clumsy brush of his mouth against hers. It made her heart race. Titan grinned at her. He had these deep dimples in each of his cheeks. She’d never seen them before. This was the first time he’d smiled like that. He was so hot. Scary hot. “It looks so much better on you.” He grabbed the tie. His tie. It was still around her neck. “I think you should wear it later.”

“What, just the tie?”

He nodded. “Yeah, and maybe a pair of heels.” His eyes got that hooded look and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “I’ll tear anything else right off.”

She laughed. “Good thing I wasn’t too attached to those pajamas. I must say, it was kind of hot. The whole tearing my clothes off thing. Maybe next time you could use one of your knives. The big one …” Her eyes were bright. “Your scimitar.”

“You are one strange female, Natasha. I happen to be really partial to strange.” Then his eyes clouded.

Hers stung and she swallowed hard. There was no way she was moping around. They still had today and she was making the most of it. “I’m going to jump in the shower. Care to join me?”

Titan shook his head. “We still have work to do. If I shower with you I’ll be forced to wash you with my mouth.”

That same zing of need coursed through her, it had her clit throbbing and other parts of her puckering and swelling.

Titan sniffed the air. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what?”

“You’re turned on. It’s making me want you again. Go and shower. We need to find the mole. Maybe today is the day. Then you won’t have to be replaced. I hate the idea of you losing your job.”

“I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me,” she lied. Natasha didn’t know what she would do if she couldn’t take out the bad guys and protect the innocent. It was all she knew. All she wanted.

Titan’s frown deepened.

“Really,” she tried to sound carefree and happy when she felt anything but. “I swear I’ll be okay. I always land on my feet.”

“I’m sure you do. Now go and take that shower before I take you to my bed right now.” By the growly sound of his voice, she knew that he meant it.