Page 4 of Protected By the Convicts
“You thought my using your given name meant I loved you less?” His body stiffened, making him appear taller and all the more intimidating. “I’ve been trying to accept that these other males have a claim on you, by your choosing, but it ishard. That does not change how I feel about you. You are and always will be my sha-vi.”
His grin said it all, as did his hard length pressing against her. Hannah’s unhooked the top of his pants and pushed them down over Ky’s hips.
That grin of his widened as he removed his boots and pants. A naked Ky was even more impressive than a dressed Ky, given all he had to offer.
Ky’Li lifted her and set her on the edge of the bed. “Lie back,” he ordered as he knelt before her and nudged her legs open with his wide shoulders.
“You don’t have to,” she said. She loved when he went down on her, but she didn’t feel worthy right now.
“That’s where you’re wrong, sha’vi. I need this. Perhaps more than you.”
As if he’d been born to pleasure a woman, Ky’Li flattened his tongue and ran it along every nook and cranny of her intimate area, slowly with enough pressure that Hannah moaned and started playing with her own nipples. When he sucked her nub in between his lips and pulled slightly, stars exploded behind her eyes as her body arched. Before her muscles relaxed again, Ky’Li crawled up her body, kissing, tasting, and sucking along the way until he perched over her.
One hand smoothed the hair from her face only to rest against her cheek, the pad of his thumb lightly tracing her lips. “You’re mine,” he said in the softest whisper. “Only mine.”
With her body still singing for him, she wanted more of Ky’Li, but he’d stopped, the tip of his hard length a fraction of the way inside of her as if he were waiting for her answer.
She lifted her hips, sheathing his cock. “In here, it’s only the two of us. No one else matters,” she said. Even if she couldn’t be exclusive to him, he still deserved her attention, all of it, when she was with him. “I love you, Ky. I won’t let them come between us. No matter what else happens, I’ll never let anything that happens with them come between us. Please believe me.”
He rolled them until he was under her. She pushed up, bracing her hands against his pecs as she straddled his hips. He was still inside of her, as hard as ever, and the urge to move became paramount. Hannah rose up and then lowered herself, leaning forward slightly to add pressure against her clit as she moved. Staring down at Ky, watching those gray eyes of his darken, made her feel sexy, wanted, like the first time they’d slept together.
“You still doubt yourself,” he said, eyes narrowing. One hand firmly gripped the back of her neck and held her as he captured her mouth.
The kiss was deep, long, and possessive.
She’d stopped moving above him, overcome by the intensity of how he held her, how his tongue swept through her, tasting her as if he couldn’t live without her.
Then he tore his lips away, leaving her lips slightly swollen. His hand remained clamped around her neck as he stared into her eyes a moment longer before releasing her and laying back down, clasping his hands behind his head.
A simple thrust upward told her to continue.
Hannah cocked her brow. “I’m not sure if that means I should finish pleasuring you or find my own release.”
His mouth quirked. “Both.”
Hannah lifted herself and thrust down again, hard. There was a time for slow and sweet and this wasn’t it. She needed to reassure her soldier how important he was to her, more important than her own physical needs.
“You will not do that again, Ky,” she said as she rose up and down again, harder, faster. He groaned, his voice deepening and eyes closing as she increased her speed. Her breasts were bouncing, and the bed creaked as she rapidly lifted on and off of him.
Then his eyes were on her again, practically black with intensity as he focused on her face. “Do what?” he asked
“Leave me, pull away from me because you’re mad at me.”
“I’m not mad.”
“You were. You still are.” She came down on him again with such force her legs spread wider and she took him deeper. “Because of the others,” she ground out as he lifted his hips, grinding against her and hitting a sweet spot that made her moan. “It needs to be said,” she added lifting and lowering herself on the tip of him watching his face relax in a way she savored.
“What does?” he said, his eyes closing as he focused on the pleasure.
“That I love you.”
His eyes opened slowly, purposefully, as if he wasn’t sure he’d heard right.
She stopped moving, his hard cock still inside her. Ky was inside of her, had been for a while, with more than his manhood.
“No matter what happens between me and the others, Ky, you need to know I love you. I could never love you any less just because I love the others too. Love doesn’t work that way. What I have with you is special, unique, and I was wrong to stay away from you, to try to force you to accept them. I didn’t realize that until Vaughn. . .”
“Until Vaughn what?” he urged, a scowl forming on his face.
