Page 19 of Protected By the Convicts
Chapter Four
HANNAH
Hannah sat up in bed and reached over to the nightstand for the datapad, careful not to wake Ren. It was morning, and the house was unnaturally quiet. No one had returned. She had four unopened messages. The first and third were labeled ‘work schedule’ and the second was a note from Sersie and the most recent was from Vaughn. She opened the one from Sersie first. It was timestamped in the middle of the night, two hours after he’d left.
Two words ‘Miss you.’ No explanation as to why he’d left or where he was, but at least he was safe.
A warm hand smoothed down her back to her ass. “Has anyone ever taken you there?” Ren asked.
“Good morning to you too. That’s how most people start the day. With a hello or maybe coffee.”
“Hello, and I don’t need coffee.” His finger dipped between her ass cheeks. God, already she was getting wet. The man’s touch was simply divine or devilish, she wasn’t sure which word fit him best. Ren was far from an angel in many ways, but he was an innocent who didn’t belong on Narkos. Of their entire unit, he was the only one who truly had not committed a single crime against The Company.
“Sersie’s okay,” she said as she read through the rest of her messages from work.
Ren slid the datapad from her hand and eased her onto her back as his fingers trailed to her pussy, tracing the curves of her folds. “I like a woman who comes prepared.”
“Don’t you mean you like a woman who comes?”
Ren grinned that delicious devilish grin of his as he rose above her and ran his cock through her folds. “So very wet for me.”
“Maybe not for you,” she teased.
“Do you really want to test me, Princess?”
Her heartbeat raced at what exactly that would entail. Ren hadn’t been shy about licking, sucking, and eating every part of her pussy last night.
“Yes,” she whispered as he bent her legs up toward her ears. “I want more from you.”
His grin faded, blue eyes darkened with a need she hadn’t seen before, then after pressing her legs to her chest, he said, “Don’t move your legs.” His words came out gruff and demanding, much like the man himself.
“And if I don’t?” she challenged, not understanding where this sudden need to push him to his limits had come from.
“I may just tie your hands to that pole on the ceiling.”
She looked up, and he took that moment to push his cock into her forbidden hole.
“Oh, God. . .”
He stopped an inch in, waiting for her to relax. Then he moved in and out of her slowly as he added a cool liquid to her backside. He’d never really asked her if she was okay with this. Ren had a way of seizing control, and oddly enough, that didn’t scare her.
He pushed another inch in and paused, giving her time to adjust to him. “Just relax, Princess. You’ll be taking all of me soon.”
All except the part that mattered most. His heart. Like Vaughn, he kept that locked away tight.
“Eyes on me,” he demanded, and she snapped her eyes to him. “Never thought you’d be the submissive type.”
“I’m not. Rather, I don’t think I am.”
He pushed in further, then withdrew, wickedly slow, creating an intensity she hadn’t expected. She could feel every inch of him moving inside of her, and it felt truly personal, as if they were connected in a way they couldn’t be otherwise. Perhaps it was because he moved so slowly, constantly adding that slippery substance which seemed to wake every nerve.
She glanced down at where he pushed into her, deeper than before. Then she glanced up at him. Blue eyes laser-focused on her. He said nothing though, which was a good thing as her eyes rolled back into her head as he pushed even farther, filling her, owning her, possessing her because despite how she wanted to move, she couldn’t. He’d trapped her legs against her chest and his cock moved in and out of her, commanding all of her attention.
More wetness as he applied a sweet-smelling oil to his cock and around her opening then pushed in faster than ever before. His balls slapped against her ass as Ren fully seated himself in her.
Her hands that had been holding his arms, lowered down past his pecs and finally to her belly, and lower, toward her pussy that throbbed and demanded attention
“Do it, Princess. Touch yourself,” he said as he continued thrusting into her ass.
