A Hero for Her – Line of Duty Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Suspense, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 29744 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
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He roars, pounding into me without rhythm as he follows me over the edge.

I cling to his shoulders, riding out the waves as he groans my name again and again, filling me so full he spills out, running down my thighs.

We collapse together, a tangle of arms and legs and panted breaths.

"I'm keeping you, songbird," he breathes in my ear, holding me close.

"Okay," I whisper.

Chapter Eight

Ronan

"You didn't have nightmares last night, " Winter says, watching me intently from her chair in the gym.

"I know." I finish my set and replace the weight on the bench before prowling across the room toward her. "A curvy little songbird crawled into my bed and swore to help me fight them a few nights ago. She's a helluva soldier."

"Is she?" she whispers, tilting her head back for me to kiss her. I do, hard and deep.

My nightmares aren't cured. I have no illusions about that. PTSD doesn't go away just because we want it to. Falling in love doesn't magically erase trauma. But having her pressed up against me when I sleep helps more than anything else ever has. She roots me to reality better than anything ever has. It's hard to get lost in memories of the past when the most important part of my future is in my arms, counting on me to help keep her safe.

In the two days since I made her mine, we've spent a lot of time in bed together. I can't keep my damn hands to myself. All she has to do is look at me, and I want to fuck her again. We've been in our own bubble.

But it can't last forever. Riley and Cash will be here in a couple of hours to go over the game plan for the fashion show tomorrow. And then we have the fashion show tomorrow. I'm seriously fucking worried it's going to bring her mom out of hiding. Or prompt some other psycho to try the same bullshit.

Anderson is dragging his feet about questioning her mom. He doesn't want to tip her off that we suspect her. I'm not thrilled with this plan. It means they intend to let her try something else before they make a move. She's already demonstrated that she's willing to hurt people.

If anything happens to Winter, I won't survive. I'm not sure I'll want to survive it. I survived losing everything once. I've been haunted for two fucking years because I couldn't get to my team fast enough to save them. I'm even haunted by the shit I did and the motherfuckers I killed in the mountains to stay alive--and they deserved it. But I don't know how to survive being haunted by Winter. Seeing her everywhere but being unable to touch her. Hearing an echo of her but never that beautiful voice. How do you live without your heart when it's the only thing that keeps you going?

Loving her brought me back to life. I have a purpose again. My world has meaning again. Every inch of it is painted with her. I can't lose her. God only knows what I'll do if anything happens to her.

"I love you," she whispers against my lips.

I breathe those words into my lungs, letting them flow through my veins. Love isn't strong enough to describe how I feel about this songbird. It doesn't even come close to explaining the way my heart beats for her. I would die for her without hesitation.

"Come on," I murmur, pulling her to her feet. "You can show me how much while you're playing with yourself in the shower."

"Ronan," she groans.

"Don't groan at me, baby," I growl, tapping her on the ass to get her moving. "We both know what I'll find if I put my hands in your panties right now. You come to the gym because watching me work out makes you horny for my cock."

We both know it's true. I offered to show her how the treadmill worked yesterday when she showed up and she looked at me like I'd just sprouted two heads and horns, then politely told me where I could stick my treadmill. Let me just say, it won't fit where she suggested.

"Fine," she huffs, shooting me a look over her shoulder. "But do I get to watch you too?"

"No." I drag her up against me, pressing my lips to her ear. "Because as soon as you make yourself come, I'm going to bend you over and fuck you from behind while I play with your other little hole."

She moans, melting into me.

I press a kiss to her throat, fighting the urge to press her up against the wall and have my way with her here and now. Jesus. She'll be pregnant in a matter of days at the rate we're going. Hell, if she isn't already. I hope like hell she is. I want her round with my kid so the whole world knows she's mine and they don't stand a chance. I won't give her up now. Not even hell itself could drag me away from this woman.



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