Page 11 of A Cold Fateful Night
"Your sister is perfectly safe, you have my word."
"I want to hear everything too, what the fuck happened? Whyisn't she at her place? And just who the hell are you to her?"
"In the morning, sure." Dorian reiterated.
"I want my sister delivered to her doorstep safe anduntouched Fields."
Dorian smiled at the command. "I will have her sisterdelivered at her doorstep tomorrow morning… Safe.
"Motherfucker I said untouched…" He yelled back.
Dorian pressed the "end" button releasing the line witha smile. Putting both of their phones on mute, he went back into the bedroom.Pulling back the covers he slid beside her unnoticed. Throwing propriety outthe window, he wrapped an arm around the dip of her waist and pulled hercloser. Naturally, her body answered his call and snuggled closer absorbing hiswarmth. Content he relaxed into the rhythm of her breathing and fell asleep.
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Waking up slowly Lasette blinked a few times remembering where shewas. She couldn't remember the last time she slept that deeply. The subtleamber glow of the fire cast a dim light on the bed and its occupants. The fogof sleep was completely pushed aside as she focused on the sleeping man next toher. Inches away Dorian slept quietly on his side facing her giving her foraccess to study the quiet soldier. Broad shoulders seemed to tower over her inthis position completely blocking her vision of the rest of the room behindhim. Slowly up and down his large chest moved to his steady breathing.
Looking at his serious sleeping face, she smiled thinking ofeverything they been through tonight. No one besides her brothers would havelooked out for her and cared for her the way he did tonight.
Taking in the sight of his strong body she felt herself respond tohim. The sleeping beast of a man caused her mind to run wild with what ifs.What would making love with him feel like? Lasette had a feeling it would bejust as intense as he was about everything else. The thought scared and excitedher all at once, she never made love with a man like this before. The men inher past were slow and careful treating her like a piece of crystal. Lettingher gaze fall back on his large, powerful arms she knew Dorian would not be asgentle. The apex between her legs tingled in a growing heat at the graphicthought.
She wanted him. She suspected he wanted her from the few glancesshe caught earlier, but she couldn't be too sure.
Inching closer, she reached out and put a hand on his firm chest,pausing she looked up to see him still sleeping. The skin beneath herfingertips felt like molten steel. Never has she seen a man this physically fitthis close before, it was an amazing sensory overload. Letting her fingersglide across the soft hairs on his firm chest she wondered over the basicdifferences between their bodies. He was such a good-looking man she thought asshe bit her lip, no man should look this good she was sure she could touch himlike this for hours and never get tired. Lasette's body cried out in responseto him, her breasts practically ached to be touch by his large rough hands.Staring at his closed lips she gently yet boldly pressed her lips to his.
Like a woodland doe setting off the hunter's trap a thick muscledarms wrapped around her waist pressing her deeper into the kiss.
Fully awake Dorian deepened the kiss consuming her soft cry ofshock. She felt his weight shift pushing her onto her back as he leaned overher using his thumb to pull slightly at her chin opening her mouth for hisseeking tongue. He groaned deeply as her tongue shyly responded.
Pressed against him she wanted him to touch her more but deep inthe back of her mind she told herself it was wrong. Relationships attempted ina scenario like this were not based on real emotions, just desperate survivaland the need for comfort. But heaven help her he felt so good. Running herhands over him, she reveled in the thick hardness of his large body. Thestrength he exuded called to her body on its most molecular level.
"Tell me it's not serious between you and the man out therewaiting for your call. Tell me you don't have feelings for him." She couldfeel his deep voice vibrate through his hard chest with a resonating need tohear her say no.
Not able to lie she shook her head. "No, it's nothing. Weonly went out twice."
"Good, because tonight would have been the end of thatanyways," he whispered roughly as he kissed her again.
Stubbornly her pride surged within her. "You couldn't haveknown that," she tried to argue, despite not wanting to break the kiss.
"Trust me I knew it the moment you yelled at me back at thatstation. No other woman has ever made me want to shake her and make love to herall at the same damn time the way you do." He gave her bruising kissleaving her speechless to argue. "You deserve more than a man that waitsidly by the phone as the light of his life fights to survive out therealone."
He was right, with a man like Dorian he would have fought throughhell to get to her, to keep her safe and close. Just remembering everything hedid for that night and he hardly knew her, proved that much.
Rough hands found their way under her shirt covering one of herbare breasts. The rough foreign texture against the supple softness of her owncaused her to release a moan.
"Dorian I…" She wasn't sure what she wanted, but herwords were stolen from her as Dorian's mouth moved over hers with a dominatingintent forcing her lips apart.
"Shh sweetheart you belong to me now," he whisperedhoarsely wrenching his mouth from hers, staring down at the lips he bruisedwith his own. "I have to have you Lasette."
The uncharacteristic need in his voice drew her in.
The gripping a fistful of his short hair she pulled his mouth backto hers silently signaling the man to take what he needed from her, she wasonly too willing to give.
The tight steel band of control he maintained snapped at hersurrender, hunger hot and bright consumed him. Yanking open her shirt, heignored the buttons being ripped from the seams. Taking a moment to stare ather naked body in the firelight Dorian slowly descended on the soft, enticingglobes. Under his hot tongue, Lasette cried in pleasure as he suckled andbruised her nipples. As his mouth tugged at her tender nipples, she felt herthin satin panties tear around her waist from his hard grip. Slipping a fingerinto her slick channel, she heard him curse at her wetness.
"Goddammit, what are you doing to me?" He whisperedseemingly to himself. With quick movements, he removed his boxers and kneltbetween her fully nude.
He was a glorious sight. His expression was of dark arousal,invoking fearful excitement. Grabbing her knees, he pulled her onto his hardheat enjoying her small gasp of shock. Everything was so overwhelming, therough dominance he had over her body was like anything she could imagine. Itscared her when she realized what little control she had under his hands. Stillholding onto one leg, he guided himself slowly inside of her inch by torturousinch she could feel his searing heat push her inside of her stretching her toher limit. Naturally, her body began to respond in resistance to theoverwhelming invasion, but Dorian sensed it. Rubbing his thumb against herswollen clit, Lasette felt the chaotic heat build inside of her making herforget the stretching invasion. Pushing and pulling Dorian rode her body with adriving power she never before experienced. It seemed once the invitation wasoffered there was no turning back. The man took complete possession of her bodyas if he had every right, pushing her body deeper into the covers demanding herbody to respond. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she drowned out hisdeep grunts with her cries that escalated with each thrust. His fingers justwouldn't stop their torture against her aching body, all the while they weretearing her apart caught between their pulsating bodies working at her tenderclit in time with his thrust.
