Inking the Soldier Read Online Flora Ferrari

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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
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“Fine, maybe there are, but you’re not those men. You don’t have to be ashamed.”

I swallow. “It was an ambush.”

“Over… there?” she says, a hitch in her voice.

I nod, struggling, but refusing to let myself turn away from my woman.

“We were clearing a stronghold, me and Sergeant and our team. Our intel was good, we thought… but then we realized our mistake. It was too late by then.”

I almost shutdown. I think my woman can sense it because she claws onto my neck with more desperation, keeping my face aimed at hers, keeping the warmth between us, the tenderness.

“I’ve never spoken about this with anybody,” I whisper. “Even Connor, my friend, and he was there.”

“You don’t have to,” she says, voice low and filled with emotion, “but you can.… with me.”

I swallow. “There’s not much to say.”

“Kayden,” she says, and now it’s like she’s going to cry, like she can sense all the darkness in me.

I wrap my arms around her. Even now, the lust calls to me, but I hold her gently instead.

“Everything that could’ve gone bad, went bad,” I say. “I made a push with a couple of my guys and Sergeant… but we weren’t that lucky. We tried to fight, Luna. We tried.”

“It’s okay.”

“We did our best to get our boys out of there. They just kept coming, wave after wave of them… and then it was too late. The thing that really haunts me…”

My voice is shaking. I can’t help it. She leans down, pressing her body against mine, offering me so much warmth I count myself lucky for the second time today. I got to take this woman out on a date, and now I get to be with her, to take solace in her closeness.

“Sergeant,” I whisper.

It’s all I can say. She doesn’t need anymore. She gets it.

“Oh, Kayden,” she says. “I’m so sorry. There aren’t any words.”

“I can’t go into detail about what happened, but he’s no longer with us. He was the best dog you’d ever have the privilege of meeting. He was playful, even after his training, but when it was time for action, it’s like he barked ooh-rah, like he knew how important his job was.”

“You were lucky to have each other,” she says.

I let out a long breath. “Jesus.”

“What?” she asks.

“I just… it’s like this weight has been lifted. Not all the way. An inch, maybe, but it’s more than I’ve felt since it happened.”

She hugs me even tighter. “I want to help you lift it all the way. I want to be here for you. I want to make it better.”

I stroke my hand through her hair, resting my face against the top of her head and inhaling her scent.

“You already are.”

We stay like that for a long time, holding each other and saying nothing.

That’s enough.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-TWO

Luna

After a few minutes of sitting in his lap, holding him, I feel his manhood getting hard. It presses against me. I can’t help but moan, as if the lust is fueled by what just happened, what we shared. He shivers against me, his manhood grinding against my ass, pushing solidly through his pants.

I lean back, looking down at him. He glides his hands up my back, cradling me, staring into my eyes with new focus. It’s like what we shared has made it easier to give into this feeling. We’re closer emotionally now, not just physically. That means something. It matters.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says huskily, leaning up and kissing me.

I feel the fresh passion in the kiss, in the urgency of his tongue. He’s stopped shaking now, but that doesn’t mean the fire in him is contained, doesn’t mean the heat is any less volcanic.

Our tongues find each other as we begin to rock, Kayden grinding his massive manhood against my ass. Then he breaks off the kiss, grabbing my hips and lifting me up. I gasp when I feel his powerful hands sinking into my sides, feeling weightless as he rotates me so that when he places me down again, I naturally split my legs over his hips.

My dress hikes up, and his manhood grinds against my sex through my panties and my tights. I thought intimacy would be difficult after what we shared, but it’s easier, fewer nerves clinging to me. This feels real, more than just lust. Is that why?

We kiss more passionately, grinding against each other in the chair. I close my eyes and focus on the warmth of our mouths, the sensation of his manhood pushing urgently against my sex.

“I need you so badly,” he growls.

There’s a question nestled in there. Am I ready? I’m not sure I am, but I can’t ignore the thumping in my body, the screaming that this is the right thing, the only reasonable course of action I can take.

“I want you, too,” I say.



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