Page 189 of Protective Heroes

Dyson dragged his hot, wet tongue over her one last time and made her suck in a harsh breath. He stood, pressing his cock to her pussy.

“Look at me, baby.”

She turned, taken aback by the handsome man she now called her own. He thought she looked beautiful in the moonlight, when he was stunning in every sense of the word. Rugged and so powerful. Gentle in his touch, yet so strong. For her and for them.

“I want you to know you’re safe. Here in my arms, my bed, my life. And if the day ever came when I wasn’t here by your side, my love would still be with you—still live on in your heart. No amount of space or time will ever rob you of that. Promise me you understand.”

Tears clogged her throat. All he ever wanted was to be loved. She saw that now. She must have hurt him deeply when she’d turned him away before.

“I do, amor. More than I could ever explain.” Relief flitted across his face, and she smiled in return. “Now fuck me hard, claim me and make me yours. And Dyson, I want your baby.”

“Fuck, that’s sexy as hell to hear from your lips.”

He gripped her hips and edged his shaft to her entrance. With one thrust he buried himself balls-deep in her silk, velvety pussy. He paused and she pushed back, her body stretching to accommodate his full length.

A mixture of passion and love crashed over her. Her senses on overload, all thoughts washed away, leaving her with nothing but pure pleasure.

“So close, baby. So close.” She anchored her hands on the sill and spread her legs farther as Dyson began to move within her in long strokes.

Hints of ocean air drifted over them, and she revealed in the kaleidoscope of sensations.

“Harder. Faster, Dyson.”

He followed her demand, his thrusts deep, rocking her past anything she’d ever felt before. Love had a way of changing so much.

“Get ready to cum for me, baby. I want our juices mixing.” She pushed back against him. Ready. Oh, so ready.

“Take me, amor. I’m yours,” she breathed out between gasps of air.

Their bodies fused as white-hot electricity shot through her. Jets of his seed pumps deep within her releasing her own orgasm. Warm liquid flooded her core are their juices mix, their lives finally entwined.

He pulled her up from her bent position to cradle her close to his chest. His heart pounded against her cheek, and she smiled.

“Mine,” he purred in her ear.

“Mine,” she whispered back with a soft touch to his heart with trembling fingers.

“It’s yours, baby. And everything else I have to give you. We’ll figure it out. Just know you don’t have to face anything on your own again.”

Dios, she was so lucky. “I know we’ll figure it out. The shop, Abigail’s tuition, even Bautista.”

She raised a brow at the playful smirk that tipped the corners of his mouth just seconds before he threw her.

A yelp escaped her lips as soft bedding engulfed her from all sides. She laughed for the first time in a very long while and felt it deep in her soul. “The night’s not over, and I have an insatiable thirst for mango and vanilla, it seems.”

He pinned her to the bed, each arm anchored with a hand at her wrists. He started just above her sex and licked his way up, only pausing long enough to nibble on her stomach before stopping at her heavy breasts. He popped a pink nipple in his mouth and sucked hard and long on the tender, pillowy flesh. “I finally have my precious treasure.”

She couldn’t agree more. Shay closed her eyes and gave herself over to the pleasures of loving her Marine.

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