Page 186 of Damaged Protector

She cupped my face and then pulled her hand back. “Does your jaw still hurt?”

I put on my best fake grimace. “Yes, I think I need to see a nurse about it.”

“Do I need to drive you to the hosp—Ohh, a nurse.” Her teeth sank into her bottom lip. “I’m assuming you would like the naughty variety?”

“I would,” I assured her, lifting her off my lap and setting her on the couch before standing. “Be right back.”

When I returned a minute later with the bag I’d stashed in the kitchen on my way in, her eyes narrowed on the logo. “You went to the sex shop again?”

“Yes, but don’t worry. I didn’t buy any more vibrators.” I pulled the skimpy nurse costume from the bag and held it up. “This is from the Slutty Medical Professionals Collection.”

Her eyes lit up, and she took it from my hand. “I’m going to look like a total tramp in this.”

“I know,” I told her, “and I got something for me to wear too.” I pulled out the ugly print hospital gown, and she busted out laughing.

“Okay, I’ll go get changed and meet you in the Den.” I watched her ass as she swished down the hallway and stopped before looking over her shoulder. “Hawk?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Make sure that gown opens in the front.”

“Fuck, you look hot,” I groaned as Mallori kneeled in front of me. The tiny white dress barely covered her nipples and ass, and the thigh-high stockings and red stilettos were the stuff dreams are made of.

“Stop talking so I can get your vitals, Mr. Gentry,” she scolded sternly before sliding her tongue up the shaft of my cock.

“Exactly what are you checking now?”

“Blood pressure,” she said, tapping her tongue against one of my piercings.

“I thought you were supposed to do that with my arm,” I teased.

She narrowed her eyes at me. “I’m the slutty medical professional, Mr. Gentry. I know what I’m doing here.”

Her hard suction on the crown of my dick drew a rumbling growl from my chest. “I can see that. I’ve just never seen this particular technique before.”

Her hand tightened around the base. “There are plenty of beautiful veins on this part of your anatomy.”

I buried my fingers in her hair as she started to take me deep. “I’m going to marry you one day, Nurse Mallori.”

Releasing me from her mouth with a pop, she grinned up at me. “If you’re lucky.” Then she kissed the tip and wrapped her lips against me once again.

As she sucked me deep into that hot, sweet mouth, I tilted my head back and groaned, “Baby girl, I’m already the luckiest man in the world.”

Epilogue 1

One Year Later

“Hey, babe!” I called as I entered the kitchen from the garage. Coconut trotted happily into the room and looked expectantly up at me. I picked her up and kissed her head, giving her all the kitty rubs she enjoyed. She wasn’t a baby anymore, but she was a gorgeous little feline, and I adored her. “I was talking to your daddy, but hello to you too, beautiful.”

Then Cat Daddy himself strolled into the room, shirtless and sweaty from his run. My cousin followed him, and I placed a kiss on each of their cheeks.

“Hi, guys. How was your run? Did you give the ladies of the neighborhood their daily eye candy?”

“You know, we do what we can for humanity,” Cam answered with mock solemnity.

“You should really win some kind of award,” I shot back, lifting one sarcastic eyebrow.

“How did the car run today, Bee?” Hawk asked, changing the subject as he ran his fingers through the hair over my ears. I’d kept my pixie cut. Everyone was right; this style did suit my face.

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