Page 87 of Fiercely Protective

“Rogue?”

I walked toward her. “Shh, it’s just me, Angel. Go back to sleep.”

“I thought you weren’t coming back.”

Against my better judgment, I took one more step closer. “I wanted to see you. I needed to see you, but I am perfectly content to watch you sleep.”That was the biggest lie I had ever told in my life.Contentment was far from the emotion I was feeling now as my eyes raked over her perfect form.

My hand reached out to trace the curve of her cheek, then my thumb pulled at her bottom lip.

She pushed my hand away. “Don’t. I’m still pissed at you.”

My lips turned up slightly at the spark I saw in her eyes. “You seem unharmed.”

She jumped from the bed and poked me hard in the chest. “You can’t just drug me every time you want to shield me from your world! Was that your plan; to keep me in a hallucinogenic dazed state just so you can spare your conscience? I will not live that way, Rogue. If you ever do anything like that to me again, I will leave and never come back.”

I didn’t like to be threatened, even by her. I grabbed her arms and tossed her back on the bed before following, pinning her to the mattress with a hand on her throat, not enough to hurt, only to get her attention. “Don’t make threats you can’t keep, Angel. You gave yourself to me and the moment I took you, took your virginity, your fate was sealed. I will take whatever punishment you want to dish out for drugging you, and I willeven promise not to do so again, but don’t ever threaten me with leaving or denying me. Run and I will chase you.”

Her breathing increased and my grip on her throat loosened as my fingers slid lower over her chest down the valley between her breasts. My voice lowered to an almost imperceivable whisper. “You confound me. Desire rages inside me when I think of you. Tonight, I tried to stay away, I wanted to stay away, but I couldn’t. It’s a physical impossibility. The hold you have on me is too strong.”

My hand slipped lower, pushing the silk chemise she was wearing above her hips. I slipped my hand between her legs and frowned when I felt the silk of her panties instead of the warm, wet flesh that I craved. With one fierce tug, I ripped the offending fabric from the body I was so desperate to sink into.

Her chemise suffered the same fate. I was eager to see her nakedness, to feel her skin, to explore every inch of her, and nothing would stop me. I took a moment to admire the perfection laid out before me. Tonight, there was a force driving me. I didn’t want to be gentle or take things slow. I wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck hard. I wanted her screams to wake the house. There was a need to brand her, mark her, drive into her, and take everything she had to give.

I quickly freed my cock and pushed her legs apart. I didn’t take the time to make her ready; I slammed into her, and a gasp or half scream escaped her lips as I pulled out and repeated the action. She felt so good, so incredibly tight as if she were made just for me. I leaned down and took her lips as the desire to taste her swept over me.

I felt her hands reach for me, but I pulled them over her head, immobilizing her. I needed to control her. I needed tofeel power over her, to command her, to dominate. Something, anything to make me believe that I wasn’t losing my authority, because when I was with her, I felt powerless, as if I were drowning. When I thought I couldn’t hold back anymore, I pulled out. Her eyes were filled with lust, and it spurred me further. I yanked her from the bed, pulled her over to the sofa, and pushed her down so her perfect round ass was exposed. I entered her, bringing her nearly off her feet, unashamed at the ferocity in which I needed her tonight. Her cries got louder with every thrust, and I finally could hold back no more. I pumped into her, my cum running down her legs. Her body convulsed at the same time as pleasure swept over her. I lifted her in my arms, her knees no longer able to hold her up, and carried her back to the bed. I stripped the remainder of my clothes off so that I could feel her skin against mine. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest was heaving, and her legs trembled, but we were not done. I needed her in every way possible before I was faced with the uncertainty of what tomorrow may bring.

The Next Morning

Bri

Before I could open my eyes, the warmth of being held in Rogue’s arms melted my anger away. I wanted to stay in bed with him; I didn’t want him to leave. I didn’t want the phone to ring with information that would pull him away from me. I snuggled closer against him, relishing the safety I felt when I was wrapped in his arms.

“After the way I took you last night, you must be sore and tender in certain intimate areas. So, I will give you one warningand one warning only, if you wiggle your little ass against my cock one more time, you will find yourself on your back with your legs thrown over my shoulders.”

I turned in his arms to face him. “I am still mad at you.”

His deep chuckle reverberated through me. “I can only imagine how mad you were when you finally woke up yesterday. I’ll know next time that you don’t have a very high tolerance for medications.”

“Next time! There better not be a next time, Rogue. I don’t want you to think that I am so fragile that you must medicate me when things get difficult. I meant what I said last night. You won’t give me up or let me leave so you have to trust that I am strong enough to handle things.”

He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I was only trying to make things easier for you, but if it makes you feel better, I promise to never drug you again.” He pressed a kiss to the corner of my lips. “I am more partial to the handcuffs anyway.”

I pushed against his chest, even as his lips spread into the most handsome smile. “None of that either, Rogue.”

He sighed heavily and rolled to his back. “Now that is something I won’t promise you. Stop trying to take all the fun out of everything.”

“What happened yesterday that you were so worried about me anyway?”

His face turned serious, and he stood from the bed and slid on his pants that had been tossed to the floor. “Yesterday, Blaze received information that our enemies were planning somethingagainst us. We had every intention of stopping it before they could strike. But it didn’t happen, now we wait.”

“Wait? Just wait for whoever this person is to attack you.”

He put on his shirt but left it unbuttoned. “No, sweetheart. We wait until the first opportunity that is given to kill him.”

I knew he noticed my face pale.

“Don’t ask questions that you don’t want to hear the answer to, Angel. That’s why I brought you here, that’s why I gave you the medication to keep you from being worried. Arrangements have been made for you. Michael is here to protect you and I’m sure Eden being here will help keep your mind off things.”

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