Page 71 of Fiercely Protective

I didn’t have to wait long. His thrust was fierce, making me cry out and immediately I felt my muscles clench aroundhim. I pulled against the restraints again, wanting to touch him, wanting to wrap my legs around him as he roughly took me. My orgasm was building and I couldn’t control its release. I watched as his eyes closed in pleasure as my moisture moved over him. He continued to thrust inside me almost violently until he found his release.

My breathing was hard, and my body felt like jelly. When he untied me, I lay there unable to move. He pulled me to his side and lightly feathered kisses over my shoulder.

“Get some rest, Angel, because I am not nearly finished with you tonight.”

My body trembled at the promise. The man was a beast, but I loved every minute of it.

Rogue

Watching her sleep was one of the most peaceful things I had ever done. There had been no nightmares last night. Of course, after several hours of making love to her in every conceivable way possible, she was quite literally exhausted. I wasn’t certain if it was the fatigue or the fact that she finally felt safe, but whatever it was, I was glad to see her sleep serenely.

She was lying on her stomach, her brown hair to the side and the sheet had slipped down to her waist. I marveled at the perfection of her skin. I leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the top of her spine and the most delicious-sounding moan passedbetween her lips. I let my hand slip under the sheets to caress the soft curves of her ass before dipping between her thighs.

The craving for this woman couldn’t be adequately explained. Never before had I been so obsessed, but Bri was like an addiction, a habit I was unable and unwilling to give up. Her warm body stirred as my fingers found what they were seeking. She breathed in deeply as I pushed two fingers inside her. I leaned over her pressing kisses down her spine to its base and pushing the sheet aside so I could see her, so I could watch her body take me in.

When another soft whimper escaped her, I couldn’t wait any longer. I flipped her to her back and settled between her legs so I could thrust inside her.

“Damn it, Bri. I should have let you sleep. I should have already left for work. There are things I must get finished today but all I can think of is how good it feels for my cock to be inside you.”

I pulled out slowly then pushed in faster, her swollen pussy growing wetter with each thrust. I knew I had so little control when it came to this woman but after last night, I wanted to take it slower, to make it good for her, but when her legs came up to wrap around my waist, I knew she wanted more. She wanted me to take her fast, hard, unrelenting. She liked it that way and whatever my princess wanted, she would get. My thrusts became more powerful, her cries grew louder, and it was not long before I could not hold back any longer. As I filled her fully, I kissed her, and for the first time in my life, I felt a cold chill of foreboding pass over me. I could not lose this woman. I could not be without her and as that was the case, I needed to up my search for the man that hurt her, the man that was stillseeking to take what was mine. And when I found him, I would enjoy every second of torture I would reap upon his black soul.

I heard the notification beep on my phone, but I was reluctant to pull away from her body. I propped up on my elbows so the weight of my body would not crush her and brushed a few tendrils of hair from her face.

“You are even beautiful when you sleep, Angel.”

Her eyes held a look of sleepy satisfaction, and it made me even more hungry for her.

A soft smile brightened her face. “Can we stay in bed today?”

“As tempting as it is to say yes, I do have some business to see to today. Blaze will be waiting for me here at the office downstairs and then tonight I will need to make an appearance at the club.”

“Can I stay here? I don’t feel like leaving the penthouse.”

I could tell from the look in her eyes that she was still driven by fear. “You may stay in bed and sleep while I go downstairs. Sleep, take a shower, or a bubble bath if you prefer. I will have breakfast delivered to you, whatever you are in the mood for. But when I leave the penthouse, you come with me.”

“But I…”

I pressed a quick kiss to her forehead. “We can’t let our lives be ruled by fear, Brielle. You can’t hide away from the villains and monsters that stalk the world. But you will not have to face them alone, that is my job.”

I threw the covers back and stood from the bed. Her eyes looked their fill of me as I grabbed my phone and headed into the bathroom. Another notification came through and I looked down at the screen. When I saw Nik’s number as well as about a dozen calls from Blaze, I knew something had gone wrong.

I called Blaze back first. Nik could wait.

“It’s about fucking time!”

I was not in the mood for a lecture from Blaze this morning. “Save it! What the fuck happened?”

“Petros made a move last night against Nik in Vegas.”

“Fuck!”

I heard him scoff.

“I would say you have done enough of that.”

I wanted to tell him to mind his own damn business, but in a way he was right. I had not been taking the threats seriously. Petros was a punk thug who had been given too much power with no one to stay his hand. He was reckless and foolish, but he was still dangerous. My obsession with Bri and my drive to find and rid the world of Tony Galante had caused me to take that fact for granted.

“I’ll be showered and dressed in thirty minutes. Meet me at the office downstairs.”

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