Page 55 of Fierce Protector

His lashes were spiked with wetness, his hair slicked off his forehead. Her heart gave a stutter even as desire took control.

She threw her arms around his neck. He clasped her ass and lifted her to straddle him. His stiff cock skimmed over her pussy and rode between their bodies.

Breathless from more than the cold swim, she kissed him. In seconds, the kiss turned carnal. With plundering sweeps of his tongue, he devoured her, and she kissed him back with abandon. The need throbbing between them sent ripples through the pond to lap at the shore.

Tearing from the kiss, he gave her a smoldering look. “Demi. I’m clean. Let me have you. No barriers.”

She swallowed hard. Never before had she let a man touch her without protection. The intimacy of having nothing between them made her heart beat faster.

Then she felt herself nod.

Groaning, he took her mouth again. The searing kiss ratcheted her up higher and higher. When the mushroomed head of his stiff cock probed at her pussy, she rocked her hips and took him.

To the hilt.

She cried out. He groaned.

With her arms and legs locked around him, she began to move, taking what she needed from him. The man gave and gave and gave until she’d come twice.

Only when the shudders of her second release faded away did he carry her onto the bank and lay her down on the blanket.

The breeze teased at the water droplets on her body, but soon he warmed her with strokes of his tongue and cock sliding through her inner walls.

Staring up at his face silhouetted by the vast sky dotted with clouds, she felt her heart shift.

It started to beat in a new rhythm. It beat for him.

The stark planes of his face stood out with the deep pleasure he gained with every thrust of his hard cock. She dug her heels into his backside, drawing him deeper and deeper. Their mouths fused.

When he stiffened in her hold and let out a low groan, she lost her heart even more. First, she’d lost it to the baby they shared. From the moment she saw that little heartbeat on the screen, she fell head over heels in love with her child.

Now…she was falling for its daddy.

“Demi! Demi. Baby, I’m—” He broke off, neck cords straining as he churned his hips and exploded. Hot cum showered her inner walls, and she moaned at how right it felt to have him this way.

Just them.

Nothing else seemed to matter in that moment. Not the worry about caring for a child and having a career. The attack on her at the Gracey faded to the background. The problem with the wolves quieted beneath the sound of her lover’s raspy breathing as he came down from his high.

She slipped her fingers into his thick hair, pulling his head into the crook of her neck. He dropped a tender kiss to the place where her pulse still hammered.

“I’d say skinny-dipping was a successful date.”

She giggled and tucked him closer, not wanting to let him go. “Imagine how much fun we’d have skydiving. Or ziplining.”

“Not happening.”

“Not even after the baby’s born?”

He lifted his head. The blaze in his eyes scorched her to the heart. “There’s going to be an after for us?”

Her heart trilled. “Maybe there will be. If I decide that I like you.”

“You like my cock just fine.” To prove the very stiff point, he sank inside her once again.

A soft moan broke from her throat, and then she was moving with him again. After her third orgasm, she caught her breath enough to form words.

“Ledger?”

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