Page 121 of Damaged Protector

Mallori pulled out of the kiss and released my hair before sliding her hand down to my ass, giving me an urgent squeeze.

“More.” It was only one word, uttered in her sweet voice, but goddamn if it didn’t kick my already raging libido into overdrive.

Lifting my ass, I pulled almost all the way out before slamming into her, watching her face morph into that of a woman close to orgasm. I darted my tongue between her parted lips, wanting to taste her again.

The eager response of her tongue only fueled me to increase my pace, fucking into her as her slim hips met me thrust for thrust. One of her legs was still around my waist, her heel digging into my back and imploring me to continue as her other leg curled around the back of my thigh. She was completely wrapped around me like a vine, and I couldn’t get enough.

“Tate, don’t stop,” she begged into my mouth, and I couldn’t hold back my chuckle.

“Baby girl, a horse tranquilizer couldn’t make me stop right now.”

My Little Bee felt small beneath me, but her fervor was so fucking big. With confident hips and a hungry mouth, she blew my fucking mind, and all I wanted was to be worthy. To give her as much pleasure as she was giving me.

“You okay, Bee?” I asked, wanting to check in because fuck… we were going at it hard and fast.

“I love everything,” she whispered, kissing her way across my cheek and down to my neck. “The way we sound together. The way we smell together.”

My senses focused, trying to take in everything from her perspective. Maybe I’d become immune to the sights and smells of fucking, but this was her first time. The sounds of our bodies slapping together coalesced with the smell of sex in the air, and my balls tightened up against my body. She was right. Her feminine scent combined with my rougher one was intoxicating.

The headboard banged against the plaster while I worked her over, rolling my lower back as my cock tunneled through her tightening walls. She was close, so fucking close, and so was I. But I needed to get her there first.

Her hand squeezed mine at the same time her pussy rippled around me and then clamped down. “Fuck, baby,” I muttered as her teeth sank into my shoulder. “You’re milking me so goddamn hard.”

Her bite deepened as the ecstasy overtook her, but I didn’t feel the pain of it. Only the thrill of her mark on my skin and the absolute joy of making her come.

“That’s it. Come on my cock,” I growled, burying my nose against the side of her cheek as I neared my own peak. Mal thrashed beneath me, lost in the bliss as I lost myself in her. Three more thrusts, and I held myself deep, finally letting go inside her tight little body with low grunts of pure satisfaction.

My world turned upside down, the room spun, and I closed my eyes against the sensation of falling. I always enjoyed sex, but that… Christ…. that wasn’t fucking normal.

The room filled with the sound of heavy breaths, and Mallori’s jaw loosened, her mouth gentle against my shoulder now. Soft licks and kisses soothed the bite, and my lips turned up into a smile at her sweetness.

Her voice was muffled when she spoke. “Did you like it?”

A laugh rumbled up from my chest, and I managed to lift my spinning head so I could look down at her.

“Considering the top of my head almost blew off, I’d say yes.” I pressed a kiss against her puffy, red lips. “Bee, that was, hands down, the best sex I’ve ever had.”

She giggled like I was exaggerating, but I wasn’t. Not even a little bit.

“Me too.”

That made me smile even bigger, and I lowered my forehead to hers, allowing my eyes to close. “Are you okay?” I asked quietly, realizing how rough I’d gotten with her there at the end.

Her hand lifted to sift through my facial hair, and I felt her words feather across my lips.

“I’ve never been better.”

Chapter 35

Holy shit, I had sex! With Hawk!

“I finally understand what all the fuss is about,” I said as he carried me into his bathroom.

His grin was wide as he sat me down and began running water in the huge corner tub. “Glad to be of service, ma’am,” he drawled, testing the temperature with a hand under the faucet before slinging the wetness away in tiny droplets.

“Will you get in with me?” I asked when he turned around, and a small wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows. “I mean, you don’t have to. You probably take showers because you’re, you know, a man.” I waved a hand awkwardly up and down to encompass his very obviously male, nude body.

His look turned thoughtful as he tilted his head to the side. “Okay, be right back.” Then he pressed a quick kiss to my forehead before leaving the room, giving me a glorious view of his perfect backside.

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