A Torment of Savages (The Reanimation Files Book 4) by A. J. Locke Page A

naked he let his eyes roam all over my body and just his gaze made me feel as though everywhere he looked he was touching me intimately.
    He slid his hands up my thighs again, then up my body to my breasts where he ravaged them until I cried out for him to stop before I finished right there. That’s not how I wanted to finish. I sat up and started un-zipping his pants. If I was going to be naked then so was he. Once there were no longer any clothes between us, I pushed him until his back was against the sofa and straddled his waist once more. The feel of him, so hard and ready, had me breathing heavy.
    Our bodies were slick was sweat as I pressed up against him and kissed him. His hands gripped my hips and guided me until he slid inside me, and I had to tear my mouth away from his so I could throw my head back and gasp, my back arching as he worked his way in.
    Micah groaned and pulled me back against him, his breath feverishly hot against the nape of my neck. Our bodies moved in rhythm as I rode him. I couldn’t stay quiet as waves of pleasure crashed through me at every thrust, at every feel of his hands and lips on my skin. I held his head so he couldn’t move from where his mouth was locked around one of my breasts while I rode him harder and harder with an almost insurmountable desperation to bury more and more of him inside my body. He was hitting the right spot over and over until an orgasm ripped through me so strongly that my body shuddered, as did Micah’s.
    Moments later Micah came as well and a new wave of pleasure shot through me. We fell to the side, arms and legs tangled around each other, breathing fast and heavy. Micah knotted his hand in my hair and raised my head to kiss me hungrily. My body continued to burn hot at his touch.
    “That was…everything,” he whispered against my lips.
    “It was,” I said breathlessly.
    “I want more.” Micah growled.
    I shivered in the best way possible.
    “Ready to go again already?” I said, smiling.
    Suddenly I was vertical as Micah stood up, picking me up with him. With my legs wrapped around his waist, he walked toward his bedroom, one arm holding me up, the other tangled in my hair as he held me in a kiss that made me more than ready to go again.
     

CHAPTER TEN
     
     
    Waking up in the warmth of Micah’s arms, snuggled under the comforter while we kissed without caring about morning breath, was the best way to wake up. We only extricated ourselves from each other because we both had to go to work. I don’t think Tielle would take well to both of us playing hooky on the same day. It wouldn’t be lost on her what we were up to.
    We at least had a rather frisky shower. Afterwards, Micah got dressed and went to buy breakfast while I dug up some clothes I had left here a long time ago. I came across an old pair of jeans and a T-shirt and threw on one of Micah’s flannel shirts over it. Walk of shame look avoided. Although there was for damn sure nothing about last night that I was ashamed of.
    I headed to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee for Micah and hot chocolate for myself using his Keurig. Ethan was trying to get me to buy one for our house and was disappointed that I hadn’t gotten it for Christmas. The gift-cards to Best Buy and Gamestop with sizeable amounts on them had softened the disappointment.
    While I was enjoying my hot chocolate, my phone rang. It was Dr. Lane.
    “Hey, Dr. Lane, what do you have for me?”
    “Straight to the point, huh?”
    “We never call each other just to chat, it’s usually because I asked a question and you found answers.”
    “Very true,” Dr. Lane said with a chuckle. “Well, I do have answers.” His voice sobered. “I was able to run an analysis on the bones you brought me.”
    I braced myself for whatever he was about to say. I knew I had already come to certain conclusions that would probably hold true, but Dr. Lane’s words would be definite proof.
    “The bones came from infants, as you thought,”