Mated To An Enemy

Bell took two steps back in her surprise, and Galen was quick to follow her. He caught her around the waist with one arm before she could intentionally or unintentionally put any more distance between them.

He had been running for hours with only one thought on his mind. Her.

Galen loved his son, and he couldn't wait to hold him again, to hear his laugh and see his smile. To play with him and enjoy his family being together once more.

But he felt no shame in acknowledging that Bell was his first priority. She was the woman he loved and pledged his heart to. She was the one that he needed to reconnect with to feel like himself again.

"Bell," he whispered. Pulling her tightly against him. He leaned forward, pressing his nose against the crook of her neck as he breathed her in with a soft growl. "I'm never leaving again."

Bell closed her eyes as the touch of his hand against her back and the heat of his breath against her throat made a mess of her self-control.

With a shaky breath, Bell brought her hand to his cheek and turned so he would have to look up at her.

"I missed you, too," she whispered when their eyes met.

Galen licked his lips and leaned forward. Their kiss was soft and gentle, as though they were both afraid the other would fall away at the slightest touch. But as their bodies recognized each other, their senses kicked in, and they knew this moment was happening. Their kiss grew hungry.

Bell wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him as the heat grew inside her. Galen held her close, his hands on her lower back gently squeezing as he relished her scent and taste. Slowly his hands moved down over her curves, giving her butt an appreciative grope before his hands continued down to the back of her thighs.

Galen pulled away from their kiss. Then, as Bell struggled to catch her breath, he grabbed hold of each thigh, and with a swift movement, he lifted her up to wrap her legs around his waist.

Bell let out a small cry of surprise, but she held tight to him.

Galen carried her across the room to the bed. He crawled onto the bed, leaning forward to lay her down and kiss her again. His hands moved up her thighs to her hips and slipped below the shirt to her stomach.

Bell felt a rush of excitement through her as his fingers touched her skin. He moved up her stomach as their kisses continued until they grazed the bottom of her breasts.

Galen smiled against her mouth at the lack of a bra. He rolled his hips, pressing his bulging excitement against her to show how much he approved of the discovery.

He pulled away from her lips, moving her shirt up and off her. He gave a hungry grin and licked his lips as he looked down at her body below him.

Bell felt a vibrating pleasure roll through her body as she looked at his expression. Licking her own lips in anticipation of what he would do next.

He removed his own shirt and threw it to the ground. Bell felt the growl in her belly as her eyes took in his well-maintained form. She saw some bruising and a few cuts, nothing that demanded her medical attention for right now.

Galen placed one of his hands over her breast, rolling the firm nipple under his thumb as he massaged her. Bell moaned at his touch and arched her back. He leaned forward to the other breast, his tongue reaching out and flicking the nipple teasingly before he covered it with his hot mouth.

The sensation of his lips, his tongue, licking and sucking at her breast was enough to draw a gasp and a whimper from Bell. It had been too long since they had been together. Too long since she had felt him, tasted him.

It was difficult to believe that they hardly did more than make out for the first few weeks of their marriage. Yet, Galen had waited patiently as she took steps forward and backward in the journey to rebuild her trust in herself and regain her confidence. And never once had he complained.

From the moment he had set up the board games to help ease her into their physical relationship, Bell had known that no one else would ever be able to compare to this man. That he, and only he, was the man she could devote herself to entirely.

When the day came that she could finally enjoy their intimacy, they could no longer hold back, taking every opportunity to explore one another. Even a glance from him was enough to have her heart racing and throat running dry.

The time they spent apart was difficult, not just the fear and worry. But the want of his company, his embrace. The phone calls, and memories were never enough.

Bell always thought the descriptions she had read in books about one partner craving another were dramatic and unrealistic. She used to laugh at Renee for believing it could be real.

Her bond with Roman was undeniable, but it was never something that made her think of him the way she did Galen. Even when he started off nice and treated her with affection, she still never desired him that way.

But with Galen, it was never enough. She craved him. She needed him.

Bell reached her fingers into his hair and pulled him off her breast. Galen looked up at her with confusion and a little concern until he saw the look in her eyes. He swallowed as he felt the rush of blood to his already engorged shaft.

He pulled away from her breasts and got up on his knees, moving his hands to the waist of her sweatpants. He slipped his fingers just under the elastic and then looked up at her with a silent request.

Bell licked her lips. She nodded and raised her hips toward him. Galen grinned and moved back as he removed her pants. He stood from the bed and looked down at her. She only wore a thin pair of panties now. His heart was racing, and his hunger for her was growing.

Galen unbuttoned his pants and removed them slowly as he kept his eyes on her, savoring every moment. But Bell was getting tired of waiting.

She reached down and removed her panties on her own. Galen was surprised. Though Bell was always more than willing to get naked with him, she usually waited for him to undress her. He was excited at the development, but he couldn't help but want to tease her a little.

"Did you miss me that much?" he asked playfully, not moving from the end of the bed, still wearing his boxers.

Bell surprised him once more as he was about to remove his boxers and crawl back onto the bed.

She moved her hand down her belly to her waiting folds, dipping her fingers into her wetness with a moan as she teased herself before him. Spreading her legs so he could watch as she continued, with or without him.