Chapter 20 #3
He turned and guided her back onto the mattress.
Her world narrowed to the heat of his hands and the steady certainty of his touch.
The bed dipped as he followed her down. He lowered himself, broad shoulders framing her hips as he settled between her thighs.
His thumbs were rough and sure as they parted the lips of her pussy.
And then he set about doing exactly what he said he would. He didn’t ask. He didn’t hesitate. He claimed her needy kitty.
Her breath stuttered as he leaned in, his grip tightening just enough to keep her exactly where he wanted her.
The first slow sweep of his tongue stole the air from her lungs. She cried out, the sound breaking free before she could swallow it back. Her fingers twisted in the bedspread as her back arched, and sensation after sensation flooded her sex.
She was already slick for him. How was that even possible? It was as if her body had a mind of its own, stealing every ounce of control she had. Wet didn’t begin to cover it. Need didn’t even come close.
A hunger she had never known burned inside her. It left her raw and aching. She trembled as he held her there, taking his time. It was as if he had nowhere else to be but right where he was, doing just what he was doing. Driving her insane with pleasure.
It really was teaching time, only now he was teaching her exactly how much she wanted him.
All of him. She wanted all of him.
Any lingering restraint was gone, as if it had never existed. Only then did she understand how much he’d held back before when they’d kissed. He’d been careful with her.
Now he took what he wanted. He tasted her with a hunger that made her toes curl against the sheets. There was no hesitation. No slow coaxing. No going slow and careful, no testing limits.
He devoured her. He teased her, withdrawing just long enough to make her whimper before returning with a stroke of his tongue that had her hips lifting helplessly toward him.
“Daddy…” The word broke from her, needy and breathless.
He didn’t soften or pause. If anything, he deepened his glorious assault. Holding her exactly where he wanted her, he pushed her higher and higher. Sensation after sensation stacked fast and fierce until she couldn’t tell where her pleasure ended and his began.
She was so close. Steadying herself against the rush of feelings, she tried to brace, but he was having none of it. He drove her straight to the edge and over it.
The release hit hard and sudden, ripping a cry from her throat as her back arched. The climax tore through her in wave after wave. She trembled beneath him, shattered and sated yet still wanting more. How was that possible?
Every nerve in her body was alive and firing. He’d taken exactly what he wanted—what they’d both wanted—and given her even more in return.
When she returned to this plane of existence, he stood and gently slid her onto the pillows. Lying beside her, he pressed gentle kisses to her face and neck. She saw swirls of gray in the blackness of his eyes.
Exhaustion swallowed her, but she knew they weren’t done. She couldn’t be selfish, not after he’d just given her the best orgasm in the history of mankind.
“You need to get some sleep, babygirl,” he said.
Her heart skipped a beat. Had she done something wrong?
She needed to make him feel as wonderful as he’d made her feel.
She didn't have that much experience, but she did know that one good turn deserved another.
The last thing she wanted to be after what he'd just done for her was selfish. “But what about you?” she asked.
“You made me a very happy Daddy tonight, little one. I wanted tonight to be all about you. Now I want you to get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow is a big day. Can you do that for Daddy?”
She could fly to the moon and back if he asked her to. “Yes, Daddy,” she said. “If that's what you really want.”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, his beard tickling her nose. For the first time in her life, Fiera had a Daddy to make sure Sniffles was beside her and to tuck her in. She wasn’t sure how she’d gotten so lucky, but she would be the perfect Little, so he would want to stay.
That meant no more forgetting things and no more impulsive behavior. That should be easy enough.
Mace ran gentle fingers through Fiera’s hair, watching as she drifted off to sleep. When she’d returned his kiss with such passion, he’d almost thrown her to the ground and fucked her senseless. It had taken everything in him to break the kiss and return to the clearing.
Fiera was as wild as a mustang on the open prairie.
She was radiant, filled with the joy of living…
and he was already well on his way to falling in love with her.
He, Mister Never-Met-An-Impulsive-Thought-He-Couldn’t-Quash, had fallen for Miss Heart-First-Consequences-Later in the span of a few days.
There was no doubt she could hurt him. No doubt at all. She could devastate him if he gave her his heart and she walked away. She could. But after what she’d just done, giving him the gift of her trust, he lost the fear that she would.
Even if she did, he couldn’t bring himself to care. She was worth every moment they shared. Risk be damned.
Given everything life had thrown at her, she should have been fragile. Yet despite it all, she was one of the strongest people he’d ever met. How she found a way for her Little to thrive was nothing short of amazing.
His cock still throbbed after tasting her. He should have waited. It was too soon, but when she responded to him as if she were already his, he couldn’t stop himself.
The idea that he could hurt her was unthinkable.
It was his job now—no, his privilege—to protect her.
To care for her. The woman definitely needed a keeper.
But he was a dozen years older than she was.
He should walk away right now and give her a chance to find someone with fewer bad choices and battle scars than he had.
But he wasn’t going to.
Instead, he pulled her closer. And he didn’t give that first fuck it meant his cock was pressing against her ass. She stiffened and made the most adorable humph before settling against him again.
Yeah. This was happening. He was going to be her Daddy. He’d been the best he could be, even though it wouldn’t be half of what she deserved. It was going to happen. They were going to happen.
He’d protect her with everything he had. No one and nothing would ever harm his little firefly again. He’d make sure of it.