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Her fingers lowered the zip, and his dick screamed in relief at having more room. Going commando now seemed like a bad idea as Taamira pulled in a sharp breath. He looked down as Taamira caressed his cock with her wide eyes.

“Will it fit?”

Liam let the chuckle move through him as he tilted her head, so she was looking at his face instead. “It’ll fit, Princess. Do you want to know why?”

Taamira angled her head to look at him. “Why?”

“Because you were born for me and I for you.” It sounded cheesy in his head but spoken it sounded worse, and he winced. He needn’t have; her expression told him it was just what she needed to hear.

Her hand came to his cock, and she tentatively gripped his length as he gritted his teeth, pleasure ripping through his body. Liam held his hand over hers, gripping harder and she glanced at him in surprise as he showed her how to work his cock.

“It won’t break, Taamira.”

He released his hand and she continued her exploration of his dick, working him, her light fingers cupping his ball sack as he groaned in pleasure. Taamira instantly released him her eyes shooting to his in question.

“So good, beautiful,” he said as he took her hand and put it back on his cock.

He watched her part her lips, touching her tongue to the soft sensitive skin on the underside of his cock. He couldn’t wait for her to put those lips around his cock, but that was not for today. Today was about her, teaching her what she liked and how to open herself to the pleasure he could give her. With that thought he pulled away from her grasp, smiling at the little moan of displeasure she gave before he reached for a condom in his bedside draw and her eager eyes lit up.

Never had rolling a condom down his length been such a sensual experience but with her watching his every move, innocent desire in her eyes, it most definitely was. To the point that if he didn’t get himself in check, he’d blow his load like a teenage boy.

Leaning over her, he settled her back on the bed and nestled himself between her legs, her warm wetness caressing the tip of his cock was heaven. Liam linked his fingers through hers, bringing them up above her head, so her perky tits brushed his chest. “Thank you for giving me this gift, Taamira. I will treasure this until the day I die.”

Her eyes filled with liquid warmth. “I love you, Liam Hayes.”

“I know you do, treacle,” he said with a smirk before he kissed her and pushed into her slowly.

Her body took him, a tiny bit of resistance to begin with, her virgin body so tight it hugged him like a vice. He kissed her through it, the passion building as her pussy became wet with her pleasure. He stopped for a second once he was fully inside her, pulling back to look at her, needing to know she was okay. The thought of hurting her in any way had him sick to his stomach.

“Did I hurt you?”

Taamira shook her head, then wiggled her hips. “No, but I need you to move.”

“Have I told you how perfect you are?”

He grinned and then began to move. Her tits bounced with every thrust as he watched the skin on her body flush with her building climax.

Taamira wrapped her legs around his back, and he moaned her name as he went deeper, his movements becoming faster and faster, prickles of electricity building in his balls, his pelvis rubbing her clit with every inward stroke.

He’d never experienced anything like this, it was more than physical, it was visceral, a connection only they shared as their eyes stayed connected.

“Liam.” Her voice sounded panicked and desperate as her release barrelled down on her with so much intensity he could see it frightened her.

“It’s okay, Princess. I have you. Just let go and I’ll catch you, I’ll always catch you.”

At his words, her pussy pulsed around him as she cried out his name, chanting it like a prayer. He watched her with awe as he continued to fuck her, no make love to her, before he allowed his own release to take him, pulling him to a place he had never been before, showing him what he had been missing his whole life—her. He’d not known joy until she came into his life. As he looked at her satisfied smile, Liam knew he would die before he ever let anyone take her away from him. The thought terrified him because to love that much made him vulnerable to a pain so staggering he knew he wouldn’t survive if it were lost.

CHAPTER TWENTY

THE SWITCH IN LIAM FROM DEVOTED BOYFRIEND TO DEADLY BODYGUARD WAS SLIGHTLY J ARRING. IT wasn’t anything he had done per se, but more his demeanour. He was still close to her, not leaving her side, but the little touches and the intimate grins had ceased. She knew why; he was worried about her being out in the open with the threat still looming and was concentrating on her safety. Understanding didn’t stop her missing it and yearning for things to go back to how they were.

They were drawing up to the hotel with a full complement of guards. In the past she would have thought it was overkill but having been on the receiving end of multiple threats, she was more than happy to concede to the experts on this. Taamira was stubborn; she was not, however, stupid.

She had been delighted to see some of the men from Fortis when she arrived at the airfield with Liam, Jack, Alex, Mitch, and Lopez. Zack, the leader of Fortis, had greeted her with warmth, as had the other men.

Liam had relaxed on the flight, even coming to sit with her for a while until she had fallen asleep. Her nights had become a lot more active than they ever had, with Liam waking her in differing and inventive ways that had her body singing to his tune.

She smiled at the memory of this morning as she sat in the car beside him, Alex and Mitch in the front. Zack was driving the car behind them, with Dane, K, and Zin. In the lead car were Jack and Lopez.