Page 99 of Keep Her from Them

I groaned. “Don’t. Just the thought is making me crazy.”

“Oh my God, you’re for real. I could just ditch the pill tonight, really send you insane.”

I stole a kiss to stop her teasing. Urgency commanded me to make the most of this moment. To claim her and keep her here. I sat up and ripped off my shirt, but undressing fully meant withdrawing from her perfect body.

I tapped her hip. “Don’t go anywhere.”

She giggled, and both her hands slipped to between her legs when I jumped back to rid myself of the rest of my clothes. Then I returned to kneel at the cradle of her hips and collected her wrists to reveal what she was hiding.

I was leaking out of her, and that image would never leave my brain.

Alex’s cheeks reddened, and she tried to close her knees. I gripped her wrists and stretched her arms above her head, and at the same second, fitted myself between her legs and thrust home once more.

She tipped her head back on the rug, and those legs fell open again for me.

“There’s my dirty princess. Wanting her bodyguard to put a baby in her and spreading her legs for him.”

Alex bucked onto me.

This time, I had the opportunity to do more than just fuck her into the wall like an animal. She was slick with my cum, and I withdrew enough to capture some of the mess on my fingers and rub it over her clit. Fuck it. I needed to claim her completely as mine. I wetted my fingers again and daubed her chest and both breasts before wiping the last on her lips. She sucked my fingers, and heat surged through me.

“You marked me,” she said.

“I want to live here, just like this.”

Something flickered in her eyes, and she took a shaky breath. “Us in this cottage?”

I’d meant in her body, but the second the words were past her lips, I could think of nothing else. Us living here. That baby a real part of our future together.

Yet I couldn’t answer. She hadn’t known me long enough, not in any real terms. I hadn’t thought it through or planned or prepared. Yet from the very bottom of my soul, I knew this was what I wanted. What I’d always wanted.

She was the girl I’d fallen for after just one dance. Princess or not, my heart had claimed her as mine.

“Ye kept my shirt. Now ye have somewhere to hang it up.” I kissed her cheek and her throat, keeping those hands pinned so I could move down her body. She had the most incredible curves, and I’d spend the night showing her so.

Alex arched into me when I took her nipple in my mouth and toyed with her. She’d liked that before. I was enjoying learning her one action at a time. Palming the other breast, I gave up my hold on her wrists so I could play. Instantly, her fingers were in my hair and grazing my scalp in a way that had me pushing up to continue the contact.

“I crave your touch,” I confessed.

“I need yours,” she swore back.

They were the only words either of us said for a long time. I fucked her on the rug, collecting her legs to lie flat against my body so I could use them as leverage. Then, when I’d made her come for a fourth time, I flipped her over onto all fours and chased my pleasure with her incredible backside in my hands, giving me clear sight of my dick disappearing into her body. Nothing could beat that. Whatever we had been to each other, it felt like it was changing. I could only hope for the better. I’d permanently altered to fit to her. Nothing would ever be the same after tonight.

Alex peeked back at me then dropped her upper half so only her backside was raised. “I need you to come again.”

Fucking hell. It took all my concentrationnotto come.

“Going to need one more from ye, princess.”

She clucked her tongue. “Always the bodyguard, giving me orders.”

I laughed then groaned as her fingers sought the space we were joined underneath her, then played. She found her completion quickly, and I followed her over that ledge and emptied into her a second time in the space of an hour. Coming inside her was addictive. We were messy and new, and I’d never wanted anything more than Alex.

I gathered her in my arms and carried her to the shower, still breathing like I’d run a marathon. Under the water, we shared wet, open-mouthed kisses while we cleaned each other, finally making it to bed to realise something.

The storm outside had stopped.

While ours had only just begun.

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