Chapter 9
GUNNER
Thrusting my tongue into Zinnia’s mouth, I control the kiss. Heatedly hearing the whimpering mews. I came into the room to simply make sure she’s okay. I knew she had nightmares. My brothers knew it, but the way they’d described them was nothing compared to the heart-wrenching scream that woke me.
Not that I was asleep. I couldn’t sleep, not really. With Zinnia across the hall from me, I lay in bed thinking of her as I dozed.
As she screamed, I had jolted out of bed and rushed in here like my own ass was on fire.
It took every ounce of control I had to keep from pulling her into my arms and to not hold her.
After seeing the wild lust in her eyes mixed with fear and pain, I knew something wasn’t right.
If the way her eyes were dilated wasn’t enough of an answer, then seeing the way her body glistened with sweat and the spike of hard nipples against a sheer tank top was enough indication.
Kissing her now has my already hard cock throbbing even more. My balls are tightening with the need to sink inside her and fuck her until I’m coating the walls of her sweet pussy.
Fuck, on top of that, I’m sick of fucking repeating myself with her.
Telling her, I’m not letting her go. I won’t lose her.
She’s dealt with a lot of traumatic shit in her past and knowing that Basa had given her a different version of Heavenly Rose has me ready to murder him.
Hearing her explain the effects the damn drug has on her kills me.
As much as I want to sink my cock between her folds and into that sweet honey, I won’t do it. Not yet at least. For now, I intend to give her something to ease the relief I know she needs.
Breaking my lips from hers, I kiss along her jawline and down her neck. I nip, lick, and suck at her flesh, tasting her as I go.
“Gunner?” she calls, sounding nervous, but the husky tone of her voice overrules those nerves of hers.
I lift my head enough to meet her gaze. “Relax, baby, I’ve got you. I promise. Just let me give you this.”
I look back to her tits that I’d worked my way to. Through the sheer top, I lean in and suck the rosebud into my mouth, and flick at the tight nipple.
Zinnia moans and arches. Her hands come up to grip my hair at the back of my head to hold me in place.
Sucking her tit into my mouth, I swirl my tongue, and her moans turn to soft cries.
I let it go, only to rip the shirt that shields the beautiful sight of those mounds from my sight.
I move back in and give attention to the other breast, licking and sucking at the tight bead, savoring the sounds of my woman panting for more.
I slide a hand down further to find she’s only in panties.
I groan my approval around the rosebud I’m sucking.
I grip the fabric covering her sopping pussy and push it to the side.
Using two fingers, I sink them into her depths.
Zinnia’s entrance clenches tightly and drenches my fingers with its slickness.
“Oh God . . . Please, Gunner . . .”
With one last tug on her nipple with my mouth, I lift my head and move further down.
I settle in and place her thighs over my shoulders.
I don’t wait around or take a moment to look at the scars I notice.
I refuse to give Zinnia a reason to run.
Instead, I dive right in and devour her with my mouth.
Zinnia cries and screams out her pleasure. I’m sure my brothers can hear her, and I hope like fuck they know better than to come in here now.
The release that slams through my woman is almost instantaneous.
Zinnia’s orgasm rushes through her, and her cream coats my tongue.
I greedily lap at the juice and fuck her with my tongue, wringing another one out of her .
. . then another. Only when I draw out a sixth and Zinnia’s pants change, do I relent and pull away from her succulent pussy.
I glance up to find my woman has passed out from the exhilarating pleasure I gave her with just my mouth. If I could do that to her, what would happen when I get my cock inside her.
Sighing, I move from in between her legs and up to lay next to her. I draw Zinnia into my arms and pull the sheet over the both of us. Without waking my woman, I reach behind me and turn the lamp at the side of the bed off.
She’d been sleeping with it on, but she won’t need it.
Not with me in here with her. I’ll keep the demons at bay.
Come tomorrow . . . more like later today .
. . I’ll be placing her in my house. At least there, she won’t wake anyone up.
The beauty of the layout of my house is the master suite is on the opposite side of the house than my daughter’s room and I had it soundproofed.
Wrapping my arms securely around Zinnia, I hold her close and relax.
I ignore my cock throbbing in protest. She doesn’t need me to fuck her yet.
I’ll know when she’s ready for that. Right now, she needs to understand I won’t let her go, and I sure as fuck don’t find her disgusting.
I’ve told her more than once and I’ll keep telling her until I’m blue in the face if I have to. . . she’s mine, and I won’t let her go.