“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it sound like you were. I just…” Owen cursed under his breath. “I just want to make sure you are protected.” His gaze turned somber. “And I plan on making sure nothing like this happens again.”
What was he talking about? A mixture of curiosity and dread churned in Selena’s stomach as she watched him leave. Should she go after him? No. Owen didn’t look like he would be in the frame of mind to talk. She knew whatever it was, he would tell her. Wouldn’t he?
A few minutes later, Katie returned. Selena settled in, knowing her lady’s maid would probably not allow her leave her bed for the rest of the day.
An hour later, Selena was restless. After much persuading, Katie allowed her to go downstairs for a light dinner. Owen was not there.
The butler entered the dining room. “His lordship left with Mr. Longfellow.”
“Did he say when he would return?”
“He did not, only that he would not be out late. There are several policemen outside watching the house as well.” Rhoads gave her a sympathetic smile.
Suddenly, Selena did not feel like eating, but she tried her best. A short while later, she returned to her chamber. What was Owen doing? She remembered the look on his face when he’d said he would make sure she was safe. Did he mean from his enemies—or himself?
Selena dismissed her maid for the evening, then sat by the fire with a book. The words melted together. It was useless. Her mind was too uneasy to focus on anything, so she admitted defeat and crawled into bed.
Sometime later, the bed shifted, barely registering in Selena’s sleep induced haze. Was someone in the room? Then she smelled Owen’s familiar scent.
“Owen?”
“I’m here. I just wanted to check on you.” He moved closer to her. “How are you?”
“I’m fine.” Selena said nothing more. The effects of sleep were still heavy on her.
“I’m sorry for leaving you, but I had some things that I needed to clear up.” His arm slid around her waist. “Go back to sleep.”
How could she sleep when his touch set her body on fire? The imprint of his hand burned, like it was singing her skin through her nightgown. The remaining fog of sleep fell away, and in its place was pure unabashed desire. It felt like an eternity had passed since Owen had been so close to her. The delicious throb between her legs told her what she wanted. Dare she be bold?
She laced her fingers through Owen’s. His gripped tightened, as if clinging to her. The bulge of his erection pressed against the small of back. Apparently, she was not the only one affected by their proximity. Selena slid Owen’s hand down her abdomen to the junction between her legs. His sharp inhale of breath tickled her ear. He knew exactly what she wanted.
Selena loosened her grip, allowing Owen to do as he pleased. He rubbed his hand over her mound. The sinful friction of her nightgown against her sensitive folds made her moan. Already the pressure built, ready to explode. Without a word, Owen pulled up her nightgown, exposing her bottom half for his exploration. He spread her feminine lips then sank his fingers into her canal.
With deft precision, Owen worked her into a frenzy. Selena bucked her hips in time with his fingers, spreading her legs to allow him deeper penetration. Tiny sparks of pleasure ignited in her core, setting off a reaction that had her climaxing around Owen’s digits, soaking him with her juices. They lay together, their breaths heavy, the smell of her release thick in the air.
After another minute, Owen removed his fingers and rolled Selena onto her back. He straddled her, locking her between his powerful arms. It was then that Selena saw he had all his clothes on. Her gaze travelled up to his face. There was no smile. The twinkle, once so familiar in his eyes, was nowhere to be seen. Selena was confused. How could he have just touched her so intimately, but now look as though nothing had happened?
She was about to speak when he crushed his lips to her, silencing any questions. The kiss burned a path straight to her heart. Owen seemed to pour all his emotions into the caress. Suddenly, Selena felt a sense of urgency, as if she should take this time with him and cherish it. Good lord, was he saying goodbye? Is that what he had meant when he’d said he was going to see her protected? Hadn’t Owen said repeatedly that she would be better off without him?
That wouldn’t happen; it couldn’t. She would show him how much he meant to her. Selena pulled Owen up against her body, her breasts pressed against his broad chest. As they kissed, Owen raked his fingers through her hair, giving a slight tug to angle her lips better. He plunged his tongue inside her mouth as she moaned. They teased and kissed as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
Owen made quick work of removing her nightgown. They only broke their embrace long enough for the garment to go flying over her head. Their lips met once again as Owen struggled to get out of his clothes. With some fumbling, he was finally naked, their arms entwined around one another.
The feel of Owen’s toned body against her made Selena’s channel spasm with need. She wanted him inside her—now. But Owen seemed to have other plans. Once again, he put his hand between her legs. But this time he found her swollen nub and played it like a harp, strumming and plucking until Selena was lost to the erotic tune. She followed the rhythm. Up and down her pelvis went, waiting for the finale. When it came, Selena let out a cry as stars went off in front of her eyes.
Not a moment later, Owen plunged his length inside her. He didn’t let her catch her breath before he took up a desperate pace. Their bodies came together as their sighs of pleasure mingled in the air. Selena held onto Owen’s shoulders. His muscles were tense as he held himself above her. With each thrust, her breasts brushed against his chest, until both nipples were hardened peaks. She was close. Just a bit more and she would come undone again. But Owen stopped and pulled out. What was he doing?
Without a word, he got off her. “Get up on your hands and knees.” The thick, commanding tone made her almost orgasm that second. His voice said he would not take no for an answer.
Selena complied, exposing her bottom to Owen. He put a hand on her upper back, making her bend her head and chest lower, which brought her derriere up in the air. She felt lightheaded, her heart beating thunderously in her chest. Then she felt Owen’s hands on her buttocks, spreading her open. Her breath hitched. His rough tongue licked at her feminine petals. At first contact, Selena almost collapsed, the exquisite sensation almost too much to bear.
With calculated swipes, he lavished attention on her slit, avoiding the sweet bud which pulsated for his touch. He feasted on her mound, delving into her channel, tasting her previous releases. Selena rocked back onto his tongue, desperate for more. Owen read her mind and traveled up to her jewel and took it into his mouth. Selena whimpered as her body started its sensual dance. His tongue flicked over the nub, greedily sucking and teasing.
Owen’s mouth went back to her entrance. “Let me taste you, my love. Give me your treasures.” He penetrated her with his tongue over and over as Selena helplessly begged for more. God, it felt so good.
Then it happened. Her legs tingled, sending shock waves that echoed through her body. Her folds quivered as she squirted her cream onto Owen’s tongue. He moaned, lapping up his prize. “Again,” he said huskily and covered her again with his mouth. Selena allowed the next release to take her over the edge. Her channel spasmed, giving him everything she could. Her legs felt weak, but Owen got up on his knees and grabbed her pelvis, keeping her in position for him.
With one motion, he was into her, balls-deep. He pounded into her with such force it nearly took her breath away. Owen loomed over her, all masculine power. “Your sweet pussy is so wet for me.” He stretched her to her limit, and Selena relished every moment. Her heart burst with love for this man; for the way he could be so caring and gentle, but then there were times like now, when his dominance and strength made her shudder with utter excitement.