Page 144 of Damaged Protector

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he lifted me until I was sitting across his lap, cuddling me to him. His strong, gentle hands touched me with such reverence it made me dizzy. I could feel his erection, hard and ready, poking against my ass, but he took his time with me, kissing and stroking until my heart rate was back to normal.

“Hawk?”

“Yeah, baby,” rumbled against my ear, which was resting over his heart. I cast my eyes up toward his.

“Why the straps? You seem more like a handcuff kind of guy.” I was joking, but his entire face tightened into a taut mask, and his eyes lowered, making my heart freeze for a second. “D-did I say something wrong?” I stammered, and he slowly lifted his black gaze back to mine.

“No, Bee. Not your fault.” Hawk closed his eyes, his beautiful face looking pained. “I’m the one who found Shiloh when she was kidnapped.”

I could feel the blood drain from my face. “Oh. Shit, Hawk. I’m so sorry.” My cousin’s wife had been abducted by her ex a couple years ago and then left for days in an abandoned warehouse without food or water. I’d known someone was with Cam when he found her, but in all the insane aftermath, I hadn’t registered who.

“I made Cam stay outside the room so I could see what we were walking into. He didn’t need to see… if things were…” Hawk huffed out a breath, eyes far away and obviously remembering the horror he’d found in that dirty room. “The fucker had her handcuffed to the bed. I thought she was dead.”

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to bring that up.”

His eyes softened when they returned to my face. “You didn’t know, Bee.” He nuzzled his nose against mine. “I haven’t been able to bring myself to use handcuffs since then.”

We sat like that, in silence with our noses touching, for a long while, simply breathing each other’s air as my fingers rubbed tender circles through his facial hair.

Hawk’s lips brushed mine once, twice, and then his tongue was in my mouth, seeking and finding mine. We kissed hungrily, hands touching and squeezing as we swallowed each other’s restless moans.

“Need you, baby,” he whispered against my lips. “Now.” I tried to turn and straddle him, but he stilled me with his muscular hands. “No, like this.”

I found myself sitting on his lap, with my back to his front, facing the television. He reached over and flicked a button on the remote, and the screen came to life.

The video showed Hawk in this very room, wearing nothing but black lounge pants and his nipple ring. “What is this?” I asked, and he kissed my shoulder.

“Just watch.”

As soon as I appeared in the doorway, I understood. “Our video?”

“Mmhmm,” he hummed against the back of my neck. “You want to watch it together while we fuck?”

“Yes.” The word was filled with air and want.

On-screen, Hawk touched my hair and then held me, and I was struck by the look on his face while we embraced. It was serene, eyes closed and lips tipped up into a soft smile. Then I dropped to my knees in front of him.

“Holy shit, that’s hot,” I sighed, remembering that this was the second time I’d swallowed his release. The first time had been his birthday.

I’d been nervous to swallow at first because I’d never done that before, but he’d been so patient with me. Was it my favorite thing in the world to taste? Honestly, no, but it wasn’t horrible, and watching him lose himself in my mouth was well worth it.

I watched my image sucking him off, and even though I’d just come a few minutes ago, a familiar ache resonated through my core. He looked like a beautiful beast, hands buried in my hair, ass cheeks squeezing and releasing as he fucked my mouth.

Behind me, Hawk nipped at my shoulder with his teeth and widened his knees, spreading me lewdly. “Get your cunt around my cock before I die, Mallori,” he growled, and it wasn’t a request.

Placing my hands on his knees, I lifted as he notched his head at my entrance. As soon as on-screen Hawk came in my mouth, I sank down on his long, hard cock slowly, torturing us both.

“Christ,” he bit out, his hands going to my waist to guide me. The butt plug was still inside my ass, making the fit of his thick erection so damn snug. I could feel every inch of him stretching me, those piercings dragging along sensitive tissues.

Twisting my body a little, I looped my arm back and around his neck so he could have a better view. His mouth was level with the side of my tit, and he took full advantage, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh there and sucking until a dark-blue bruise arose.

On the TV, Hawk had me facedown across his legs, holding me in place with his arm as he held the custom-made paddle in his hand. When he spanked me and I saw his name bloom across my ass, my pussy clenched around the hardness inside.

“Fuck yeah. Are you gonna come watching me spank that pretty ass?”

“I’m… I’m…” The second spank came, and I cried out his name as a killer orgasm took over my body. My lids drifted almost closed as I moaned, my gaze dropping to the veins straining against the skin of his hands and forearms. I’d never thought blood vessels could be sexy, but Hawk proved me wrong.

One of his hands slid between my legs, and he slapped my pussy, making me yelp. I’d never been wetter in my life.

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