Page 39 of Protective Heroes

I swallowed, my face going hot when he raked his eyes over my nipples, causing me to shiver a little. Jesus, didn’t the man get cold, too?

He made no attempt to hide the fact the bulge in his pants confirmed his matter-of-fact statement so I saw no point in looking away as he adjusted his thickness.

I groaned with a little appreciation and bite at my lip before blurting out, “What? I’m cold.” I placed my hands on his chest and moved in until the tips of my nipples were against his chest. “I have an idea on how to wait out the snowstorm.”

Gabriel raised his brows and that damn smirk teased the corner of his lips. He reached out and twirled a strand of my hair around a finger before letting it fall back to my shoulder. My hot new unwanted chauffeur/gopher/bodyguard leaned in, his lips against the shell of my ear, and whispered, “Is the ice princess horny?”

What? A girl had needs. And when a man looked and smelled like Gabriel Dyson, I’d be a fool to not take him up on the promised six ways he wants to claim my body.

I opened my mouth to offer another encouragement, but he turned on his heel, offering a quick, “I’ll be right back.” and then slammed the door, leaving me in the cabin with my hands cuffed and no way to zip my coat.

The slam was nearly drowned out by the sound of the blood pounding in my ears. And that wasn’t the only place my blood pounded.

No one talked to me like that. Ever.

I was used to boys slobbering all over me, but they were just that—boys. They didn’t get me hot and bothered.

Captain Gabriel Dyson was a man. No doubt about that. He was wrong about one thing, though. His little lecture didn’t frighten me in the least. In fact, it had the opposite effect.

I liked it.

A lot.

Suddenly being shacked up with a hot, former-military stud turned personal bodyguard riding out a blizzard didn’t seem quite so bleak. If I played my cards, I could be getting screwged this Christmas.

Game. On.

Three

Gabriel

What the fuck had I been thinking bringing her to a place where nothing stood between me and claiming her forbidden pussy?

Little cock tease. Lucky for us both I’m familiar with the nearby town and this particular little hideout in the middle of nowhere. I used it as a base for an operation I ran a few years ago, fell in love with it and now have my eye on buying it. Back then it looked a bit rundown, but there were a few visitors still staying here.

But that was years ago and the current owner didn’t hold back when he mentioned that the place needed some TLC. By the way the door to the hotel office hung by a single hinge and the dead branches and debris strewn around, TLC was an understatement. I surveyed the place as the frigid wind-whipped branches. We both agreed I would come out in the new year and we could go over particulars. I hoped he didn’t mind a jump on the timeframe.

I stepped through the broken door of the office and cursed under my breath again. The sparse little room with its wood-grained counter and deep blue sofa looked like people just walked away and never came back. There was even a leather-bound register still open on the counter. The thick coating of dust and water stains on the ceiling didn’t bode well for renting a room. But the location would be perfect this close to the small town of Christmas. And that is what I banked on.

I broke up some chairs into manageable pieces, grabbed some paper and a lighter from the truck before heading back to the cabin nearest the office.

I kicked the door open and headed straight for the fireplace. In a few minutes, I had a fire roaring and filling the small space with a cozy warmth.

“Well, this is cozy, isn’t it?” Her singsong voice came from behind me. When I didn’t turn around the warm feeling of the length of her body molded against me. She pressed her breasts, covered only in those tiny scraps of material, against my back and stretched up to run her tongue over the shell of my ear.

Fuck, it took all I had not to turn around and take her against one of these walls. Sink into her wet pussy and show her just how hard she had me.

Her hard nipples, warm breath, and sweet scent had my dick raging hard and ready to pound orgasm after orgasm from her delicious body.

I grinned. My Ice Princess wanted to play.

I’m not the kind of guy who is big on games, but her little sweet sex kitten routine was amusing.

She nipped my ear and murmured, “Looks like we’re all alone here, Captain. Just you and the bratty little girl you’re duty-bound to take care of.” Her warm, moist breath hit my ear, sending goosebumps over my skin and making my already hard cock lurch against my zipper. And she wasn’t done yet. “And Captain, you might be able to think of six different ways you want to fuck me, but I can think of a hundred ways you could take care of me.”

“Fuck me,” I growled and spun to face her.

She tilted her head to the side and batted her eyes as she grinned. “Mmm...yes. That’s one way.” She walked red-painted fingertips up my chest.

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