Page 51 of Fierce Protector


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“Ledger!”

He rumbled again and doubled his efforts, sucking her bud while sinking his finger to the knuckle and stretching her.

Her inner walls pulsated. Her core tingled. Squeezing her eyes shut on the magnificent and mind-bending sensation of ecstasy, she rocked her hips with abandon.

When he withdrew his finger and sank it inside her again, she shook. Aware that her nails were probably leaving marks in his skin, she found she didn’t care about anything but reaching the blissful end in sight.

His beard scraped her thighs and amped up her pleasure even more.

“Harder! Faster!”

At her command, he finger-fucked her with quick, firm plunges. The air filled with her moans and juicy noises. He drew her clit between his lips…batted it with his tongue…and sucked.

Her hips surged, rocking into his mouth as her release struck full force. She careened through the galaxy of stars blasting behind her eyes while shudder after shudder overtook her in the most decadent, most indulgent moment of her life.

When her inner walls stopped clamping on his finger, he slowly withdrew it. Lifting his head, he looked her in the eyes as he stuck it in his mouth and sucked it clean.

She shivered at the expression of total ownership in those gray eyes.

In one sexy alpha move, he glided to his feet. Lashing an arm around her middle, he anchored her to his chest. Boneless and still trembling from the aftershocks racing along her nerve endings, she could only cling to him.

“What did you do to me?” Her voice was a faint rasp.

His grin was all cocky attitude with a heaping side of smug satisfaction. “Made you come, my good girl.”

From any other man’s lips, those words would make her ball her fist and sock him in the soft parts. But when she was still quaking from the things he’d done to her, with his tongue and fingers, they sounded forbidden. Sinful.

She wanted more.

He patted her on the backside. “Shall we get going on our picnic?”

Slightly dazed, she nodded. He took her by the arm and led her to the door. She managed to slide her feet into her sandals and leave the house without falling on her face.

He insisted on driving, and she handed over her keys, watching as he stowed her bag in the back seat.

He did claim to be handy. And whooeee, was he. In the kitchen, in the bedroom…

Even on the ranch calls, he’d made himself useful by carrying supplies or equipment she needed to help an animal.

When a song came on the radio, he turned the volume up. Surprise rippled through her when he began singing.

She gaped at him. His voice, so rough and raw, evoked emotions that riveled the artist himself.

Sitting back in her seat, she thought about all the good DNA he’d dumped into the mix with hers. Heaped on top of his brains and brawn was a good voice?

“Is there anything you can’t do?” she asked when the song ended.

He swung his head to pierce her in his gaze. “What do you mean?”

“Your singing voice. It’s great.”

He blinked. “I didn’t even realize I was singing. I guess the music just got to me.”

Shaking her head in amazement, she sat back in her seat. “I shouldn’t boost your ego any more than it already is. After you listed all your attributes earlier, I don’t think you need another ego stroke.”

His deep laugh spread like honey across her senses. With the sunshine streaming through the window and the pleasant feeling that lingered between her legs, along with some not-too-shabby company, it was impossible not to smile.

While she still didn’t know exactly how to handle her heavy workload along with growing an entire child inside her, she had confidence in her ability to find solutions.

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