Page 33 of Her UnBearable Protector

There were no words for how he felt for the woman beneath him. He’d been searching for her for years, wondering how he’d ever find a woman who matched him in every way.

Having her there, wanting him, made him feel truly invincible.

And completely vulnerable.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He knew they didn’t need the condom, not for safety when it came to her health. Shifters didn’t have those problems like humans did, but knowing she was the woman he was fated to love, he knew that babies were a real possibility and this wasn’t the time. Not until he knew she was safe.

He leaned down, took the edge of the wrapper in his teeth, and when he looked down at her he held the challenge in his eyes.

Natale smiled, her widening grin baring her teeth. Dropping the other packets to the bed, she reached up and grabbed the edge between her fingers and ripped it open.

“I need you closer, Salvatore.” She didn’t let go of his eyes as he smoothed the condom over his thick length. “I need you inside me.”

He shifted above her, crouching between her legs as he drew her body closer. When he felt the heat of her body envelop him, he closed his eyes and sank slowly into her body until she’d stolen his breath as well as his heart.

Natale shifted beneath him a few moments later and he opened his eyes to see her staring back at him, her lips parted in long, shuddering sigh.

Salvatore moved, just a little twist of his hips and she drew in another breath. “Well, Principessa,” he goaded her with his tone as much as his words, “is that close enough?”

She shifted under him, drawing him deeper. “More.”

He reached over her head, taking hold of the headboard with one hand, the other fisting in the sheet at her side. “I’m going to give you everything I have,” he told her, his voice rough in his throat, “everything, Natale.”

Her hands caressed his chest as he began to move, her eyes focusing on his face as her lips parted in a gasp at his first hard stroke. In no time at all they were both lost in each other.

Chapter Ten

By lunchtime the next day, the Durante workroom was abuzz with conversation and an energy that had everyone moving a little faster, smiling a little more.

It had everything to do with their leader.

Natale couldn’t help the smile on her face.

Just as the crew broke for lunch, Natale started to walk toward the front of the room, only to have Ericka snag her by the arm and march her back into her office. The leggy woman didn’t even bother to close the door before she nailed her friend with a look and dug right in.

“Details! I want- no,” she shook her head, “I need details!”

Shrugging her shoulders, Natale saw her friend’s eyes widen in a stare. “What?”

Ericka narrowed her gaze at Natale, searching her friend’s face for a clue.

Natale had been the recipient of that stare many times over the years and let the intent perusal roll of her back. Folding her arms over her chest she leaned back against her desk and winced.

“Oh My Goodness! You didn’t!” Ericka pointed a finger at her friend. “You did!”

Turning her head, Natale looked away with a lopsided grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. The motion moved her loose curls back over her shoulder, baring the pale bit of her neck visible over the top of her Oriental banded collar.

Natale squeaked out a gasp when Ericka grabbed her arms and leaned in to look at her neck. She tried to move away, but Ericka wasn’t having any of it. “Oh no you don’t, Missy!” Holding her still, Ericka lifted one hand and tugged the edge of the collar down. “You have a hickey!”

She could tell by Ericka’s shrewd look that her friend was expecting her to try to deny it. Instead, Natale gave her oldest friend a wink and gave her another little tidbit of information. “I have more than one.”

Ericka was one of those people who kept her heart securely in her chest instead of on her sleeve, but her thoughts were suddenly on display as if Natale could watch the gears turning in her head. It was fun, really. Normally, Ericka was the one shocking Natale with her scandalous comments and outrageous innuendos, but it was finally Natale’s turn to shock her friend.

Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, Natale couldn’t stifle the groan that worked its way up from her hips and brought back the most amazing memories of the night, and that morning.

“You minx!” Ericka laughed, a full-throated hearty sound, that had them both grinning from ear to ear. “You got some!” She whistled and then grabbed her friend in a breath-stealing hug. “I’m so proud of you!”

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