Chapter Seven
Neko
I would kill a man for hurting Noemi—I might kill one for wanting her.
While I have my own team at Pack Protection doing all they can to track Vance—who has gone curiously quiet as of late—I have stayed focused on sticking close to Noemi. Not just to protect her from the threat we've lost track of. But because close to her is the only fucking place I want to be.
I am livid at her father for introducing another fly in the ointment. Any man who meets Noemi is bound to want her. I am proof of that—so is her persistent stalker. Her father has no idea introducing her to another man is even more dangerous—because she belongs to me.
".... need to be cautious with me," the guy chuffs at her, putting on a smile I am sure he considers charming.
"Time to go, Miss Noemi," I bend close to whisper, jerking my head towards the exit. "I've seen enough of a threat to call this off."
To my great pleasure, there is no hesitation on her part. Because she senses how wound up I am. How hard it has been to keep up the facade of just being her bodyguard when I am so much more. Not just for the past half hour while she let this poor boy flirt with her.
It's been almost impossible keeping my hands to myself during dinners with her father or while she is cooking with Clara in the kitchen.
At night, I give in. I go to her bedroom and I climb in bed with her because I can't stand to the distance a moment longer.
I kiss her and touch her and let her do whatever she wants with me. Because I also belong to her.
"I have to go," Noemi is polite as she hands her glass of wine back to the young, insipid Isidro. "Tell our fathers to schedule a dinner with all of us soon."
I could laugh at how his eyes light up at the prospect. Oh, she will not be going to dinner with him or any other man. Not on my fucking watch. I was hired to protect her and letting her go out on quasi dates with a man who will never have her is a waste of her time.
Besides, I am legitimately worried about how quiet Vance has been.
No more letters or photos sent to her father.
No more darting shadows in the darkness.
Not since I kissed my sweet princess that day in the garden.
It is as if he witnessed it and saw for himself whatever he thought he had with her is absolutely no comparison to what we have together.
Atlas said he is still out there somewhere. His phone and socials still ping all over Sunbreak Harbor. Wherever he is hiding, we will find him. I am just being a lot more cautious with Noemi. Because there is always a quiet before a storm and I know some sort of tidal wave is coming from Vance.
"I will do that," her foolish suitor beams even as I begin to pull her away.
I've had enough of sharing her with others.
Not just because I do not like eyes on her and my focus is fuzzier when she is half clothed.
Because I am grasping at my control. I need her.
I want her so badly I ache with it. Not just my swollen cock but my entire body.
Its as if the moment her father mentioned her talking to another man, another threat to her, my need to claim her became all consuming.
"Do I get a moment to tell father goodbye?" She hums as I hustle her through the crowd. Even as she says it, she softens, pressing her ass back against me, letting me know she doesn't need that moment at all.
"No. I need...I need to get you home, princess. I am...I can't hold on much longer. I was a fool to let you...fuck, don't do that to me, baby."
I grunt as she slides her hand backwards to sneak it between us, cupping my swollen cock in her little hands. We're just beyond the gates of the patio that is teeming with her father's crowd. Once the gate closes, I move us much the way I did the first day I kissed her in the gardens.
Pinning her to the steel gate, out of view of the crowd as well as the cameras, I slam my mouth to hers.
Noemi moans that throaty, needy moan she gives me whenever I give what she wants most. My tongue slips into her mouth as my hand circles her throat.
Her hand finds my zipper and pulls, diving inside to stroke my hard, bare cock.
"You don't mean that, do you? You like what I do to you, daddy."
"Fuck, yes I like what you do to me, princess."
Noemi beams at me and I sigh because, I am falling so fucking in love with her. It's that softness I saw in her the first night. The wonder in her gaze when she touched me the first time. The magic in her eyes the first time she came for me. The need for me that she does not even try to hide.
"I need you so bad, Noemi. Not just to bury myself inside you," I hum as I slip a hand between her thighs to push her bikini bottoms out of my way.
"I had nothing until I found you. I thought I had this once, but I was wrong.
I fucked it up then, I... I lost my focus because of it.
It won't happen again. Even if a hundred Vance's and a thousand Isidro's come along...
you belong to me, Noemi. You understand that, don't you? "
Fluttering her dark lashes at me, she bites her lip as a soft moan sounds from deep in her throat.
I've pushed two fingers inside her but that moan is not about the pleasure I am giving her.
It's about what I am stating. "Yes, yes, I understand it, Neko.
I think we both know who understood it first, don't we?
The moment you perched yourself on that wall, coming to save me from not just a stalker but a life of less than I wanted...
I knew it was going to be you who gave it to me.
Knew I would belong to you even if you didn't want me. But you do want me, don't you baby?"
Her pussy grips my fingers tight as she says this and I groan.
"Fuck, yes, I want you. I need you. Nothing has ever come close to what I feel for you.
In Panama...I fucked up, princess. Someone got hurt on my watch.
Not just the woman I cared about...my best friend too.
It ate me up for a long time. I accepted all the blame for so long but... "
"Oh, baby...do you hear the truth you're telling me? Why were they together?"
There it is. The noise in the quiet that’s driven me insane for years. I fucked up. I lost my focus on that mission because I was so tangled up in her. I couldn't see that my best friend was in the exact same trap—for the exact same woman. They died together, caught in the act of betraying me.
"Ah, fuck why were you given to me, princess? I don't deserve you," I grunt as I bend to suck at the silky skin of her neck, hoping to leave my mark on her as deep as hers has been branded on me.
"You do. Because I deserve you. Oh, God, Neko, please...." She pants as I rub my thumb over her clit.
But I stop. I want to get her out of here.
I need to get her bare, beneath me, where I can take my time with her.
It is not safe at their estate my condo downtown is where we're going.
Some of the guys from Pack Protection live close, the place is armed to the teeth, with half a dozen other former marines in the same complex. I dare someone come for her there.
I forgo loading her in the usual town car that takes her wherever she wants.
Instead, I put her in my jeep. Once I climb in, the need that fills the air between us is thick, palpable.
Noemi never holds back. Just about climbing over the console between us, she tangles her fingers in my hair, her mouth all over me as I speed towards the condo.
I could not tell you how long it takes to get there. How we get inside, on the elevator, then to my place. I remember none of it. All I know is one moment I'm speeding through town then I am on my knees inside the condo, yanking at her bikini bottoms as I dive face first between her thighs.
"Oh my God," she cries out, falling against the door with a thud. "Neko, please...I can't....if you...oh, yes, daddy," she moans as I close my lips around her clit, sliding two thick fingers inside her.
Fuck, she is so sweet. I got one taste of her and knew I was screwed.
I could eat her pussy for hours. I intend to do just that tonight, tomorrow, any other day she will let me spend some time between her thick thighs.
Her needy sounds as I suck at her swollen pearl and pump my fingers slowly make me so hard I ache.
"Please, I'm going to...I'm going to....oh, yes, yes! I'm coming!"
Smiling against her soaked pink flesh, I suck harder, wanting every bit of cream she floods my tongue with. I push that greedy tongue inside her tightness, teeth pulling at her clit. Noemi moans, rocking her pussy against my mouth as I continue to eat her until she gives me another one.
"Fuck you're so beautiful when you come for me. Such a good girl," I praise because I know how she loves it.
Pushing to my feet, I tear off the last scraps of her swimsuit. It is hot as fuck, but I never should've let that boy—or anyone else—see her in that tiny lilac suit. She wore it just to break me, to make me give in. I don't mind her taunting me a little bit.
Because we both know she always gives me what I want.
Bending, I scoop her up to head down the hall towards the bedroom.
I am alive with need, my body coiled like a viper ready to strike.
At the door, she lets out one of those sexy as hell giggles of hers, contorting herself to get the door.
I laugh with her, loving how light she makes everything, even this intense moment we're about to share, with ease.
"I can't promise to be gentle," I warn her as I push my knee between her thighs, to spread them. Reaching behind me, I pull my shirt up and off.
"Lord you're beautiful," she hums as she eats me up with a hungry gaze. "I don't remember asking you to be gentle. That's not how it is with us."