Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
“Give me your tongue.” I teased her tongue into my mouth and sucked on it until she relaxed enough to wrap her little arms around my neck. She sighed into my mouth and clung.
I lifted her from the chair and wrapped her legs around me. I was finally able to take a real breath since making the run to her place. Her heart beat against mine as I whispered words of comfort to her.
She was trying to be my brave girl, but I could feel that she was still shaken. That shit kinda put the brakes on my libido. She needed comforting, not me fucking into her body like a maniac right on the back of her ordeal.
“You good Gem?” I held her little body close as she nodded against my shoulder. “Tell me what happened.” Her body shook in remembered fear as she told me in broken sentences how she’d awakened to the stranger in her room. With each word I wished I’d done more than broken that fuck’s neck.
“I tried to jump off the bed to run but he was too quick. I couldn’t even use any of the things you taught me because he was just there and next thing I knew, his hands were around my neck.”
“Did he hurt you in any other way baby?” I don’t think he would’ve had time. Davey had called me as soon as he’d heard the men in the house, but I wanted her to get it all out in the open, to purge it from her mind.
“No, you came.” She snuggled into me as I took her place on the chair. My body reacted strongly to her nearness. That coupled with the fear of almost losing her made the man in me stand up. My cock was hard beneath her ass as she moved around seeking comfort.
“Be still baby.” I closed my eyes and fought against the need to drive my cock in and out of her, hard. Too soon Cord, too fucking soon. My head was saying one thing but my dick was singing a different tune. I gritted my teeth and begged for patience.
I just wanted the reassurance that she was safe in my arms-that no harm had come to her. The need to get deep inside her rode me hard, but I fought it back for now. I have to do this right no matter how my body might rebel.
When her body started to shake uncontrollably again, I whispered softly to her. “I’m sorry Gem, I shouldn’t have left you, it won’t happen again.” I felt inadequate. I felt like I’d failed when I was needed most. I’d let her down when I’ve made it a point never to disappoint anyone who depended on me.
“Cord?” There was need in her voice. A natural reaction after coming so close to death. She too needed reassurance that she was alive. Taking her mouth with mine, I sought to calm her as tears ran down her face. “No baby, don’t cry you’re safe. I’m sorry I failed you.” And I’ll live with that guilt for the rest of my days. For the rest of my life, I will see that fucker standing over her in the dark.
“No Cord, this was not your fault.” Now she was the one offering comfort. Her little hands ran over my shoulders and I doubt she realized she was still crying. “Come here baby.” I pulled her head into my chest and rocked. How the fuck do I make this right? The one being I swore to protect and I let this shit happen.
I held her little head in my hands as I dried her tears. “So precious.” I felt the rush go through me and gave it free reign. Her lips were hungry beneath mine as I fed her my tongue. I kissed her hard and deep as if that could erase the night, as if I could stamp out the terror she’d faced by sheer force of will.
My cock twitched and tried breaking free even as she pressed herself against me. What little control I had left was hanging by a thread. The protector in me said, ‘not now Cord, she just had a scare’. The mate had other ideas. What better time to reassure her and myself, that she was alive and safe?
I had that little argument with myself as I took her to our room. I laid her across our bed before following her down and pressing her body into the mattress. Looking down at her in the fading light that came through the window, I found myself struggling to control my hunger.
“Tell me you don’t need more time.” I kissed her lips hungrily before she could answer, and she responded with fire. I pulled her head back and looked down into her eyes. They were glassy and out of focus. At the same time I noticed the fever brightness of her eyes, I realized that she was still suffering from aftershocks.
I pulled her into my arms-covering her body once more-taking her tongue into my mouth-grinding my feverish cock into her pussy; and willing myself not to tear off her clothes and fuck her. Wrong fucking time. When she whimpered in her throat and tried to climb my cock, I knew I was gonna have a hard time holding onto my principles.
Just a little longer. That’s what I told myself. Just until she stopped being afraid and I no longer saw that fuck standing over her in the dark with his hands around her throat.
I fisted her hair as I ground myself into her, spreading her legs with my hips so I could feel her heat. It was only then I took notice of her nightwear. “Thief.” She’d filched one of my shirts without me knowing. Her grin helped to smooth some of the rough edges.
I put my hand between her thighs and cupped her while sucking her tongue into my mouth. When I felt myself getting too heated I pulled back and away, hopefully for the last time. “Don’t stop Cord please.” She ground herself into my hand hard and I felt her pussy’s wetness.