Berserker's Rage (7 page)

“My mother was named after the town of Felicia California when her own mother was on a caravan. They’d stopped there because my grandma went into labor, and because it’s supposed to be the exact center of the world, my grandparents called their daughter Felicia after the town. They said she was the center of their world.” Felicity smiled across the table at the sweet look on her mom’s face.

“I know what that feels like.” Hal agreed.

Felicity coughed into her napkin, and then swiftly changed the subject. Sitting close to Hal she swore his heat seeped into her pores. A shiver stole over her.

“Are you cold?” Hal asked, pushing back from the table, he took his suit jacket off and draped it over her shoulders.

She didn’t have the heart, nor the want, to tell him no. The action brought him close enough that his body rubbed against hers. Goodness, but he smelled divine.

Throughout the rest of the meal she inhaled his masculine scent, and something settled within her. Never had she wanted a man the way she did Hal Aldridge.

“Thank you for the lovely meal, mom. I’m going to take Hal and Brax on a tour of the Hills. If you’d both like to go, that is?” Her girlie parts heated at the thought of spending time with him.

Hal’s hand covered hers where she had bunched the cloth napkin on the table. “I’d love to go with you, but Brax has to go back to the hotel. He needs to check in with base and call his daughter.”

“Oh, you have a daughter? What’s her name?” Felicity asked.

His dark eyes looked at her with true happiness. “Lita, and she’s sixteen years old.”

“Oh, I remember Felicity at that age,” Felicia said.

“Yes, well we must be going.” Felicity was the first to get up from the table. Her mother could, and would, go on and on about the mistakes she’d made as a teen.

“Thank you for the lovely meal, Mrs. Evans. It was wonderful seeing you again, Mr. Evans, I mean, Rand.” Hal shook the older man’s hand.

Felicity walked with them to the front door. “Brax, can you make it back or would you like to follow Hal and me? It’ll only take me a moment to get my car out of the garage.” She didn’t look at her mother as she asked the question.

“I’ll be fine, the car has GPS. I’ll see you back at the hotel in a couple hours, Hal. Mr. and Mrs. Evans, it was a pleasure seeing you both again. Felicity, I’m very happy to finally meet the young woman who has had the big guy here twisted up in knots.”

She smiled, hoping he was telling the truth.

“I’ll go get my car, unless you want to walk with me.” Felicity looked up at him, sure he could see her heart beating through her blouse.

Hal’s arm came behind her. “Lead the way, no way am I letting you out of my sight. You might disappear on me.”

When he flashed a toothy grin his dimples made him appear boyish. The fact her parents watched them walk away didn’t matter. Nothing did, because she was finally getting to spend time with the man behind the voice. Felicity didn’t admit to anyone, but during the dark times, before the bandages had come off her eyes, the only thing that kept her sane was focusing on the timber of her mystery man’s voice. She’d replay the way he’d called her
ma petite
, and pretend he was watching over her.

Five minutes later they were pulling out of the garage, Hal looking comfortable in her Mercedes convertible. He had to adjust the seat so it was pushed all the way back. “Are you sure you’re not too cramped?” Felicity asked.

“My knees aren’t even touching the dash,” Hal joked.

By the time they reached downtown LA, Felicity had told him stories about her life, and listened to him talk of growing up in North Dakota. She loved his slight northern accent, especially his cute wordage. She’d never thought of big men with deep voices sounding quite so tender, but her Viking was.

She could picture herself with him, and that really scared her. What did she really know about him other than the few things they’d shared on the drive over?

“You’ve gotten awfully quiet. What’s bothering you, sweetheart?” He placed his hand on her thigh.

At the stoplight, with the sun going down, she looked over in the low dim light. His eyes were trained on her, and she knew her heart already belonged to him. When he left, and he would leave, he’d take it with him. Felicity planned to make every moment she had with him count.

“I know I said I’d show you around town, but how would you like to see my apartment?” Felicity had to take her eyes off his as the light turned green.

“We can do whatever you want.” His fingers tightened.

She nodded, navigating the short distance to the high rise she called home. The security to get into the parking garage was topnotch, as was the ability to access the lift. Her parents made sure she was protected when she moved out two years ago. Swiping the key card across the scanner, it seemed to take forever before the gate was raised, but Hal’s steady presence kept her grounded. As they rolled inside, she pushed the button to bring the top up on the convertible, his intoxicating scent filled the vehicle.

Her parking spot was near the elevator on the upper deck of the lot. She quickly backed into the space like she’d been taught in her defensive driving class.

Hal climbed out first, surprising in his quickness for such a large man and opened her door. “Thank you.” She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.

“My pleasure,
ma petite
.”

The way he said those two little words, if she wasn’t wearing panties, her thighs would surely be soaked.

At the elevator she punched in her code and waited patiently for the lift. Once inside she again had to scan her card in order to access the penthouse level. Hal raised his eyebrows, but didn’t say a word. She wouldn’t apologize for her family’s wealth. Not to him, or anybody.

She fidgeted, feeling self-conscious. “Obviously I don’t pay for my place.”

He followed her inside, making her squirm while she went through her regular routine. The alarm beeped, disengaged as she punched in the appropriate numbers. She liked that he stood back and not over her shoulder. During her walk through with the security team, they’d drilled in her head to make sure she didn’t allow anyone to see her passcode.

“Go ahead and reset your alarm. When we leave you can take care of turning it off and then on again. It’s always best to be safe, rather than sorry.” He stood back like a sentinel.

Nodding, she reset the system. The solid red light eased some of her fears every time she saw it.

“Can I get you a drink?” She asked, clasping her hands in front of her.

Hal erased the space between them. “Felicity, nothing is going to happen that you don’t want to happen. We can go over there and talk,” he indicated the couch. “Or we can get back on the elevator, get in your car and drive to the beach. Whatever you want to do.”

A sigh escaped her lips. “Will you kiss me?”

“I’ve wanted to do that for months.” His big hands settled on her hips, his lips came down, a gentle brush against hers.

She’d been kissed, several times before, but never had it felt so right.

A moan bubbled up from deep within her, an answering groan came out of Hal. His tongue swept out, tracing her mouth in an erotic dance. She opened, welcoming him inside, letting him caress her tongue, mimicking what she wanted him to do with his body.

Her fingers bunched his fine dress shirt, tugging it free of his dress slacks. Warm skin lay beneath as she delved under. Cool air hit her back, making her aware her own top had been pulled up.

She broke away from the kiss, and lifted the thin blouse off and over her head, watching as Hal did the same. She marveled at his body.

He was a solid six foot four blond, blue eyed, Viking god, and he was all hers for the night. Pushing thoughts of not being worthy aside, she reached behind her to unhook her bra. His eyes flared, completely focusing on what she was exposing. Felicity thought of putting on a show. She imagined he’d had women who had done all manner of sexy stripteases for him, but she banished the negativity. While she’d been healing, a moment of clarity had come to her, and that was to not dwell on the past. The faceless women were in his past, and possibly future, she was the present, and wasn’t going to waste a moment on them.

Hal moved forward, replacing Felicity’s hands with his own, running them down her torso. Watching her remove her top and bra nearly undid him. It had been too damn long since he’d been with a woman. Seeing her beautiful tan skin was one thing, but the sexy pale pink lace bra barely containing her breasts had him hard enough to pound nails. As she’d peeled the covering off, his feet had moved before he’d realized it.

His hands spanned her waist, and he lifted her off her feet. “Wrap your legs around me, and point the way,
ma petite
.” He barely recognized his own voice.

“Straight down the hall.”

Her breathy voice made his dick jump in his pants. If he didn’t come the moment he got inside her, he surely deserved a medal.

With unerring accuracy, he carried his woman to her room. Without missing a beat, he gripped the handle and entered while she kissed his neck and nibbled his ear.

“If you don’t stop that I’ll come in my pants like a teen boy reading his dads playboy.” Hal squeezed her ass, tracing his fingers up the seam of her crack.

“Did you do that?” Her question had him pausing.

“What?” Hal laid her down on the king sized bed. He wondered why she had such a large bed, jealousy made his inner being rise up.

“Hey, what’s put that look on your face?” Felicity unlocked her ankles from around him.

There could be nobody else in the room with them. Hal ruthlessly wrangled control back. “I’m amazed you have such a big bed.”

“Oh, yeah. My mom insisted. She said someday I would thank her.” She looked down his body, hunger evident in the green gaze.

“I’d thank your mama, but I don’t think she’d appreciate it.” Hal leaned on his elbows and kissed her nose.

“Talking about my mom is sort of a mood killer.” She punctuated the words with a thrust of her hips.

Standing back up between her spread thighs, Hal was sure he was the luckiest bastard alive. The bed was the perfect height for him to line his cock up, or if he was to get on his knees, his face would be in line with her pussy. “Want me to tell you what I’m going to do, or just show you?”

She gasped as he ran his palms down both thighs. “Oh, show me.”

Hal eased her slacks and panties down, loving the sight of her shaved pussy. His mouth hovered over her mound, breathing in her scent. Using his thumbs, he opened her lips and grazed her clit with his tongue.

He watched her struggle to keep from thrusting her hips upward into his face. He rewarded her with gentle laps all around the hard little nub. Hal wanted to prolong this first feast, tormenting her with short teasing licks, darting from her dripping slit up to her clit, only to trace a line back to the heart of her. He kept it up until he was sure his own body was ready to explode.

Her moans became louder, her hips thrusting up against him. Hal decided it was time to end both of their suffering. His tongue circled her opening, and then covered her clit while he pushed two fingers inside. She was tight. He began moving them in and out, scissoring them as he found the right rhythm. Felicity brought forth a yell when he hit her G-spot and sucked her clit at the same time, coming against his lips and fingers. The orgasm went on and on, little aftershocks made her muscles twitch even as he gave her one last lingering lick before he stood.

“Scoot to the middle of the bed, luv.” He didn’t waste any time getting the rest of his clothes off, stopping long enough to grab a condom out of his wallet.

Hal stared at the vision she made. Her legs spread with her pussy coated in her own juices. She was temptation and he had no restraint, completely open to him, heart and body. Rolling the condom over his hard cock while she watched added another element to their lovemaking.

He crawled up and over her, settling between her slim legs, holding his weight up by his elbows. “Are you sure about this?” God, he hoped she didn’t say no.

She smiled, a sweet siren’s smile. “Yes, Hal. I want you to make love to me.”

Using his right hand, he swirled the tip of his dick in her juices to lubricate himself, then lined his cock up, and slowly pushed inside.

Fuck, she was tight and hot surrounding his cock, like a vice. Her eyes were squeezed tight and her mouth slightly open. He forced another inch inside and then stopped when she flinched. “Open your eyes, Felicity.”

He wanted to watch her as they became one. She opened, a look of pain in her green depths.

“Felicity, are you still a virgin?” The question came out a choked whisper. Hal didn’t think he could stop completely, but he could slow down.

“No.” She shook her head.

“Thank you Jesus.” He breathed out.

She laughed. “I’m pretty sure he had nothing to do with Quentin and I doing it.”

He looked at her laughing eyes and couldn’t stop himself from leaning down and kissing her smiling face. The quick brush of lips became languid, reverent. She’d said it, like they’d only done the deed once.

When he pulled back from her mouth, Felicity’s body had gone soft around him, allowing him to sink further inside. “I’m honored you trust me with your body. You won’t regret it, this I promise,
ma petite
.” He watched her face and body as he pushed forward until he was all the way inside. Her entire body shook while she tried to accommodate his size. Hal held still, giving her a few seconds, savoring the feeling of her heat surrounding him. He’d felt the connection the first moment, no, there had been something drawing him to her even before he’d actually found her. Now, he couldn’t imagine not having her in his life. “You feel amazing, so god damn amazing.”

He pulled out and thrust in slowly. There was absolutely no way he was going to last very long. Next time he’d make love to her for hours, show her he could make her come over and over again until neither of them could walk, but this time his body had other plans.