Page 14 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 1

“Why don’t you lie back down and get some rest?”

When she nodded, I laid her on the bed and released her. But she caught my forearm before I could back away. I lifted my gaze from her delicate hand to her face and found myself drowning in blue eyes.

“Please don’t go…will you stay and just hold me?” Her lush bottom lip trembled. But she gazed at me as if I was a lifeline. I couldn’t walk away from her, not when she needed me.

“I will. But only if you promise to go to sleep.” Because then I had to distance myself before I did something that damned us.

She scooted back beneath the covers. Thank fuck! If I had to stare at her bare legs much longer, I was liable to say screw it and discover what was beneath the nightie.

I removed my belt and gun holster and laid them on the nightstand nearby, then removed my shoes. This way, I could reach my firearm if it was needed and wouldn’t have to worry about it going off accidentally in her bed.

Once she was under the covers, I scooted onto the bed on top of them. If I was beneath them with her, all bets were off. The moment I was situated next to her, she snuggled into my arms. She laid her head against my chest and sighed. Tremors of fear still racked her frame.

I couldn’t help it. I stroked a hand over her silken hair and back, trying to soothe her. She sighed against me, and her lush tits pressed against my chest. And I told myself as I watched her fall asleep that I would leave soon. That once I knew she was asleep and wouldn’t wake, I would go back to my post outside her door. That Mateo had everything covered. The cameras would spy anything untoward.

But it was a bald-faced lie.

Because I didn’t want to fucking let her go. A guy like me would never get the chance to hold a woman this beautiful again. So instead of leaving, I lay beside her. I held her in my arms, caressing her hair, and wished for things that could never be.

I couldn’t help imagining all the filthy things I’d do to her. I’d make her cry, but only by fucking her mouth with my dick. The thought of those lips around my shaft while she looked up at me with tears streaming from her eyes made me hard as stone. Not to mention I would dearly love to discover what she looked like without any clothes.

I’d bet I could spend hours eating her pussy until she begged me to stop. And only then would I give her my cock.

The greedy bastard twitched.

That’s it. Time’s up. I needed to get the fuck away from her before I did something stupid, something I couldn’t take back. Gideon would kill me if I fucked this up for him.

I began extricating myself while telling myself she would be fine on her own. I’d be right outside the door. If I heard anything, I could be inside in two seconds, tops.

I had almost gotten free when her eyes snapped open.

“Axel.” She licked her lips as her gaze came into focus. A slight frown marred her features as her memory returned. Her gaze dipped down, and then lower still to my crotch.

She was killing me.

When she lifted her eyes back to my face, I sucked in a sharp breath at the hunger I spied in those achingly blue depths.

She hungered—forme. She wanted me.

On a groan that welled up from the depths of my soul, I crushed her lips, taking her mouth in a brutal kiss, punishing her for the desire I spied. She was still for a moment. And then she kissed me back, opening for me as my tongue swept inside past her lips. I ached for her taste, for her touch, forher.

Growling at her potent flavor, I deepened the kiss. Needing more. Needing all of her. Needing everything, I reversed our positions and felt myself falling into her.

Chapter ten

First Kiss

Kylie

Pleasureinundatedmyentirebeing. I kissed Axel feeling sparks of life re-enter my system. God, this man’s sinful mouth remade me. The oppressive weight of my past disappeared with every clandestine stroke of his tongue against mine. I sank into his embrace. His taste exploded in my mouth, and I moaned. It was like drinking a shot of hundred-proof whiskey and was twice as potent.

How had I lived, how had I existed without being kissed like this?

Axel kissed me with a hunger that stole my every thought. An eraser wiping a chalkboard clean until nothing remained but him. The world outside my room and bed ceased to exist.

His tongue swept between my lips and tangled deeply with mine. A hunger grew inside me with every stroke, feeding flames of desire to new heights. His delectable mouth became the focal point of my universe. And the man had the softest lips alive for such a battle-hardened guy.

Axel fucking devoured me with his silken mouth. His tongue plundered the very depths of my soul. I burned. A flash fire flooded my veins. I had never known this amount of pleasure existed and could be experienced with only a kiss.

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