Page 72 of Too Guarded to Love

She circled her hips against his hand. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I couldn’t get your taste, your scent, your voice, or anything else about you out of my head, not even when I was afraid that Jonathan asshole would hurt you.”

He caught her nipple between his teeth. Pleasurable pain shot fireworks down to her core as she sucked in air and hissed. A heartbeat later, she let out a long, slow moan.

Smiling around her breast, his heated lips on her skin, he nipped harder. “If anyone’s allowed to hurt you, it’s me, and only in ways that make you purr like that, and only if you want me to.”

The hottest, grittiest words any man ever said to her ignited an unknown craving. “Yes. More.”

With a noise that sounded like his own satisfied purr, he clamped his teeth on her other nipple as he ripped off her panties. As she cried out from the double onslaught, he raised her hips and held her over the tip of his erection.

“Ready for me?”

Chest heaving, gaze fixed on the controlled desire in his eyes she couldn’t wait to be unleashed, she braced her hand on his chest. “Ready for me?”

With the force of his steel behind it, he slammed her down onto his cock.

Stars exploded in her vision. Her pussy burned and her eyes teared as he stretched and filled her to the point of pain. Damn, he could hurt her like this anytime. Riding the pleasure-laced burn, she rocked against him and sought more delicious, torturous friction.

“Oh my God.” She buried her head in his shoulder and moaned low and long as she adjusted to the exquisite intrusion. As he lifted her hips and crashed her back down onto his cock, she yelled to the heavens. Screw being quiet. She was impaled on a super soldier, for hell’s sake. How could a girl expect to be silent when sitting astride the most magnificent man to walk the planet?

As he gripped her hips and controlled their union, the connection between them wrapped around them in a fiery glow. She couldn’t explain it any more than she could explain the superpowers she suspected Nic had, but she felt an inexplicable force gather around them as she rode his cock.

She panted. No man had ever filled her this completely. This savagely. This…

He gripped her hips and lifted her until he teased her swollen entrance. “Am I too much for you?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know, but…” She tried to coax him back inside. “I need you.”

“Good.” He slowly, inch by inch, filled her with his cock again. “Ride me like you mean it, baby.”

Riding, rocking, she rode him like a rodeo champ hell-bent on the ultimate prize. She groaned loud enough to be heard multiple floors up in headquarters as spasms more powerful, more super than any gift science could have engineered, racked her core and spiraled through her body.

He sat up and grabbed her ass cheeks. With a sharp tug, he yanked her against his chest. “Come for me, sirena.”

She wrapped her arms around him as his cock hit the place only he’d discovered, and she screamed. The sound of her pleasure bounced off the bare walls. Sweat and the connection she couldn’t explain fused her body to his as she gyrated against his hips and chased her release. Holding her against his unyielding chest, he whispered in her ear.

“You feel so perfect, baby. So tight. Dios mio, Olivia. You’re driving me wild with how good you feel.”

Just as her orgasm subsided to pleasurable twinges, he stilled. With a guttural moan that sounded like a plea, he combusted inside of her and roared her name. Another orgasm rolled through her body before the first had time to subside.

As they caught their breath, he rolled her into his arms and grazed his fingers along her shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“My injury is fine.”

“That’s not the body part I’m asking about.”

“I’m going to be a bit sore.” She squeezed her thighs together and relished the ache already forming.

“Good.”

She clung to him, suddenly afraid if he left, things would go bad and she’d never see him again. A weight so heavy she couldn’t discern what dark emotions composed it settled in her chest. Sighing, she snuggled closer into his warm strength.

He kissed her cheek as he gently pushed her away. “I probably won’t be here when you wake up, so listen…”

She rose onto her elbow and faced him. Something serious that mirrored the ache in her heart mingled with the desire in his gaze.

With the tip of a steel finger, he traced the curve of her breast. “Every time you move and your muscles remind you of how thoroughly I fucked you, and every time you look at your body and see the marks my teeth and hands left on your skin, I want you to remember this. I’m in charge of you. Listen to what you’re told while I’m gone and be safe.”