The Alpha Bodyguards Books #4-6

Chapter Thirty-Nine

M oving in and out of my body intimately, he made me a promise. “This time, we’re going to come together.”

Emotions firing at me from every direction, horrified by my outburst, horrified I’d hit him, but glad I’d gotten the words out, yet hating how it happened, I simply held on to him.

I couldn’t process what he’d said. I couldn’t absorb what that meant.

I just needed him.

I needed this—Preston Vos moving in and out of my body.

But he wasn’t just moving.

He was holding me. Kissing my lips, my tears, my temple, my neck, as he slowly drove into me and ground his hips.

Within seconds, I was back. Where it’d started. And fear crawled up my consciousness. Was he going to make me wait? Was he suddenly going to pull out and leave me again?

“Hey.” Brushing my hair back, he searched my eyes.

Heat hit my cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

“Let it go,” he quietly commanded. “Take a deep breath and let it go.”

Inhaling, I tried.

He stroked deep into me again, and my hips dipped against the edge of the bed as my legs came up.

His deep voice caressed my heart. “Do you know how good you feel?”

“No,” I whispered, entirely out of my element.

“Better than anything I’ve ever felt.” His mouth covered my throat, and he sucked.

Swirling his tongue, commanding my body with his, he filled me so completely, that the groan that escaped my lips was involuntary. My mind raced and my heart beat, and I was drowning in him. “I’ve never felt anything even close to this.”

Pushing my sweaty hair off my face, never breaking his entrancing rhythm, he brought his forehead to mine. “Good.”

Humid ocean air blew into his bedroom, and I wondered why he needed control.

“Stay with me,” he whispered, stroking my cheek.

“I am.” I wasn’t.

He held my gaze. “I’m going to come inside you.”

I couldn’t come. Not like this. “I’m not ready.” Half on the bed, half on the bench, his huge body surrounding me, only his thrusts kept me from sliding to the floor.

An enigmatic smile touched his lips. “You’re ready.”

“I’m no—”

“Now, sweetheart.” Lifting one of my legs higher, he thrust deep and hard. “Come with me.”

Without warning, my body went off.

Totally and completely off .

My back bowed, my legs shook, and I gasped in shock.

His hot seed pumped inside me, and my pussy contracted in wave after wave of an orgasm so intense it stole my reason.

“Preston!” I cried out.

“Right here.” He groaned, deep and cathartic. “ Right here .”