Reed: Scifi Alien Invasion Romance (Hell Squad Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

to do a lot more than that.” He hesitated. “Just a kiss?”
    Her blood ran hot, but she held on to her anger. “No, if you want to kiss me, you’ll have to work for it now.”
    That made him scowl and amusingly, Natalya felt better. It reminded her how much fun it could be to have a man, one you could laugh with, play with, and fight with. She hadn’t had much time for dating before the invasion, but she’d always liked sex. Really liked it. She missed it.
    Reed was watching her steadily. “Natalya—” he rubbed a thumb over her lips “—I really, really want to kiss you.”
    She lifted her chin. His touch was electric. “No. Not good enough.”
    His hands slid up her arms, leaving goose bumps on her skin. Heat pulsed off him. He lowered his head, his lips a breath away from her ear. “Please.”
    She shivered. “No.” The word came out breathy and lacked conviction.
    His lips move into a smile. “Okay, how about this? If you let me kiss you, I’ll take you swimming again.”
    Her breath hitched. “Bribery?”
    “Incentive,” he countered.
    He’d taken her swimming once, when she’d had terrible nightmares and the base was closing in on her, making her feel trapped. He’d snuck her out into the darkness, and taken her to a small waterhole near the base. The moonlight on the water had been beautiful and he’d just sat on the edge and watched her swim and frolic like a little girl.
    It had been magical. She definitely wanted to go swimming again.
    She licked her lips, felt his gaze on her mouth. “Okay. It’s a deal.”
    His mouth lowered slowly to hers.
    It was a slow kiss. An exploration. He took his time, learning her mouth, sliding his tongue inside. Desire was a slow curl through her belly. Lazy and seductive.
    She’d never thought Reed MacKinnon would be a slow kisser. She’d expected heat, a touch of roughness, a little bit of wild. Not this sensual slowness.
    Oh, he tasted so good. She gripped his arms, her fingers digging into his hard biceps. She felt a tremor go through his body. His rigid body.
    Realization flashed through her. He was holding back.
    Disappointment was a bitter, bitter burn. She stumbled back. “You know what, I don’t think I want to go swimming anymore.”
    “What?” Reed blinked.
    Her hands clenched into fists by her side. “I told you I’m not fragile. I don’t need to be handled like a china doll. I want to be treated normally.”
    “Natalya—” he reached for her.
    She dodged his hand. “Tell me, is that how you always kiss? Tell me you weren’t holding back for my sake.”
    His arm dropped and he just stared at her, jaw clenched.
    She shook her head. “I thought so.”
    “I want to take care of you.”
    “You look at me and see something broken.”
    “You went through a traumatic situation—”
    “I’m not broken!” she yelled. Her voice echoed in the small confines of the storage room.
    He stared at her. “I know that.”
    “No, I don’t think you do.”
    They stared at each other, the moment stretching out between them.
    Then the storage room door slammed open. The large silhouette of a man filled the doorway.
    “Reed? Natalya? What the hell are you doing in here? I heard shouting.”
    Marcus Steele stood in the doorway, clutching a carbine in his hand.
    Reed stepped forward. “Marcus. A hybrid was among those survivors we brought in. He trapped us in here and took off.”
    Marcus muttered a string of curses and Natalya raised her brows at the creative…words he used.
    “You’re both okay?” Marcus asked.
    “Yeah.” Reed looked at Natalya.
    She turned away to face Marcus. “I’m fine. But we need to find that hybrid before he hurts someone.”
    Marcus nodded, his scarred face grim. “There have been reports of ransacked rooms.” He lifted his weapon. “There’s a bunch of us out patrolling.” He yanked a large laser pistol from the waistband of his cargo pants and handed it to Reed. “Come on, we need to find this