The Alpha Bodyguards Books #4-6

Chapter Fifty-Two

I fucked her .

But I didn’t just fuck her. My body thrusting inside hers, I lost my fucking mind. Gripping her hair, I pounded four hours and eleven minutes of anger and fear out. I crushed seven years of wanting into single thrusts. Emotion thick in my throat, a wave of need gripped my control and I barked out the dominance I needed over her submission.

“Wait.”

It wasn’t an order.

It wasn’t a demand.

It was a plea.

I needed her to bend to me.

Two more thrusts, I held my fucking breath and said it again, “ Wait .”

“Always,” she whispered.

It was as if she ignited a fuse.

Going to my knees, pulling her thighs onto mine, I fucked her. I fucked her cunt, I fucked her body and I fucked my way into her heart. Pounding into her, I let go of four hours and eleven minutes. I let go of seven years. I let go of seventeen minutes.

My head spun, my chest constricted, my mind raced, but then my balls drew tight.

It all disappeared and it became her.

My mercy.

Burying myself to the hilt, my hands splayed on her hips, I went perfectly fucking still except for my thumbs.

Slow and hard, I caressed her clit. “Come for me, Mercy.”

Her chest heaving, her pussy quivering, her body jerked. “ Oh God . Now?”

“Now.” Pushing down on her with my hands as I thrust up, I stroked deep inside her as my thumbs worked her clit.

“ Preston! ”

Her orgasm ripped from her core and spread. Wave after wave of contractions gripped my dick, and I was home.

Thrusting into her one more time, I let go.

Growling out my release, I came so fucking hard, I shook.

Cum, sweat, hers, mine.

Mercy.

She owned me.

She fucking owned me .

Wrecked, her body limp, her breathing heavy, my seed already dripping out of her, she looked up at me.

No walls.

No defenses.

Just trust, acceptance and love.

I reluctantly pulled out.

Then I took her in my arms and I fucking held her.

“Twelve,” I whispered.