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Special Forces: Operation Alpha: Protecting Heartbeat (Kindle Worlds Novella) (SEALed Fate Book 4) by LeTeisha Newton (14)

Welsh’s heart pounded so loud it rang in his ears as Rose climbed on the bed and straddled his lap.

“This wasn’t the way to get time off with me,” she admonished.

“Tell me again,” he said.

“Welsh.”

“That’s not what I asked for,” he argued.

“And I’m telling you that fighting until you pass out from dehydration is not the way to get a woman into your bed.”

“It is if I promise to make said woman’s legs like jelly by the time I’m done.”

Rose rolled her eyes at him. “Does that line work on all your girls?”

“Just a moment, let me ask them.” He turned toward her with a frown, as serious as he could be. “Rose’s alternate personalities, did that work on you guys?”

He chuckled when she slapped his arm. “You’re in a hospital bed, hooked up to an I.V. Behave yourself.”

“I’m not interested in behaving. Besides, you can unhook all of this, can’t you?”

“I suppose.”

“Come on, baby. Three little words, and then I can give you what you need.”

Rose took her bloody time, of course, unhooking his I.V. and disconnecting him from the sensors attached to his skin. Her touch only enflamed him as he waited for her to get rid of the equipment and get back to the matter at hand, like telling him she loved him again. When she finished, she worried her bottom lip with her teeth.

“I still can’t hear you,” he told her.

“Jesus, you don’t give it up, do you?”

“No, I don’t. Stamina is sort of my thing.”

She snorted and shook her head. “I love you, Thomas.”

Welsh closed his eyes, taking in her words, letting them soothe places he hadn’t realized were frayed. Her dark hair was down around her shoulders in a delicate wave, and she still wore her lab coat over jeans and a t-shirt. A little too much clothing, but he simply stared at her. Over the last two years, his life had been a whirlwind of ups and downs, a rollercoaster of hell and high water, but he’d survived it. He wasn’t sure what he’d done to get Rose, but he wasn’t going to let her go. He bunched his fists into the slack of her shirt and slowly pulled her forward.

“Who answers their Nation’s Call, when the enemy is at the gates, and hell is on its heels? I do, a man bred and forged by the fires of adversity, and hardened by the training of my forefathers. There is no one more loyal than I, for my country or my team, because I am a Navy SEAL. My Trident is both my weapon and my promise, to uphold the oath I make today: it is my blood that shall be shed, my back to shield, and my skin and bones to fight for you, my Nation. Because I am a Navy SEAL. You, Rose Delgado, are now my Nation, my country, and my team. The reason I hold my Trident tight. Because I am a Navy SEAL, and I belong to you.”

By the time Welsh finished, their mouths were inches apart, and he closed the gap to claim her mouth. Rose melted against him, going languid as he buried his fingers into her hair and held her still. With each pass of his tongue, he rocked his hips against her, pressing the seam of her denim against her hot pussy. He wanted in, her body, her heart, her very soul. He wanted to fill her up so she’d carry him with her wherever she went, no matter how far away he was. Things may have happened fast between them, but he didn’t doubt the way he felt about her, or the feeling that she was it for him. He’s spend the rest of his life proving she’d made the best choice taking a chance on him.

Tired of not feeling her skin to skin, he flipped them on the rickety hospital bed and broke their kiss. Her lab coat went first, and then each article of clothing followed until her bronze skin was revealed. Her large breasts bobbed with each of her shaky breaths, and he sucked one nipple into his mouth, even as he slipped a finger inside her.

“Oh,” she moaned, and he wanted more.

Welsh worked her with his fingers, sending her into a feverous pitch as he alternated between one nipple and the other. Rose bucked and groaned beneath him, but he didn’t let her relax. It had been weeks since he’d had her, and if he didn’t take her soon, he’d explode. When her tight little nails buried their way into his arms, he twisted his fingers inside of her so his palm could rub her clit. Her pussy clenched around him, and she choked out a broken scream as she came.

“Fuck, yes,” he groaned.

He didn’t hesitate to replace his fingers with his cock and slam his way inside. The bed under them squeaked with each rock of his hips, but he was too far gone to care. Welsh made love to Rose, hard and fierce, just like his need for her. His balls tightened against his body, and the pleasure spiraled in his gut. He pressed into her harder, riding her and grinding his groin against her clit to give her extra stimulation. She arched her back, head thrown back with a silent scream as he roared his climax. But it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Still hard and needing more, he lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. The change in position sent him sliding deeper inside of her, and he groaned. Delicious aftershocks of his climax sizzled across his cock with each stroke.

“I love you, Rose,” he whispered, and buried his face in her neck.

They rocked together, rolling through their desire, riding over the crashing wave they’d created. Sweat slid down his back, her fingers massaged his shoulders, and he lifted her other leg to dig deeper. A tingle spread through his bloodstream, choking off any sound or thought. Welsh blindly jerked against her, too lost to think rationally. But she was there, moaning and twisting with each stroke. Rose pushed him higher and higher until he hollered, voice hoarse, and came inside her again.

“I plan to spend the next three days in bed with you,” Rose said with a smile.

Welsh laughed and nipped her neck. “Probably should extend that to the rest of your life.”

“That sounds like a plan.”

 

THE END