His Lover to Protect - Katee Robert Page 0,52

me. Say it.”

His first slow drag of tongue over her clit nearly stole her ability to breathe, but she still managed to grind out the words. “You’re the only one.”

“Darlin’, I’m the only one, period.” Another lick. “I’m the only one who’s going to lick this pretty pussy, and I’m sure as fuck the only one who gets to fuck you until you scream my name.”

She fisted her hands in her dress as he continued the slow, exploring licks. It was tempting to give herself over to how good he made her feel, but his words were on a different level than they’d been up to this point. This wasn’t just possessive dirty talk. He was practically declaring his intentions to… She couldn’t let it go. “What are you saying?”

He shifted, shoving two fingers into her as he sucked her clit into his mouth, setting his teeth against the sensitive flesh. Shock had her slapping her hand over her mouth to stifle her cries as his assault shoved her into a free fall. By the time she came down, he’d gentled his ministrations to the barest brushing of lips against her heated skin.

Then Luke slid back onto the bed and pulled her up to straddle his lap. She could only cling to his shoulders and shake as he undid his jeans and shoved them down his thighs. A whimper slipped free as she slid against his hard length, not up enough to let him in, but just enough to tease. God, she wanted.

He stilled her with his hands on her hips. “Condom, darlin’.”

Condom. Right. She’d been dangerously close to forgetting that one little fact. Pregnancy wasn’t a factor but… “Should I be worried about you?”

The shock on his face nearly made her laugh. “I haven’t been with anyone in over a year. I’m clean.”

She kissed him. “I can’t get pregnant, Luke. I want to feel you. All of you.”

“Are you sure?” He groaned when she slid against him again. “Darlin’, be sure before you say shit like that.”

“I’m sure.” It might have only been a few days, but how did such a relatively short time hold up against the fact that they’d bared their souls to each other? Like called to like, and she and Luke were the same in too many ways to discount. He understood her like no one else in her life did, and she might be the first person to look at him and see the scars as just another part of the man. They didn’t make him less. They were simply a part of his journey that other people could see.

She wanted this closeness, too—a physical closeness to match the emotional one that seemed to grow with each passing hour. She reached between them and took him in hand, guiding him to her entrance.

He pulled her down onto him, sealing them as close as two people could be. Then he hooked the back of her neck and held her far enough away to force her to meet his eyes as he used the other hand on her hip to slide her up and down his cock. “To answer your earlier question… I’m saying I want you, all of you, only you. I want you on my cock, in my bed, and in my life.”

She moaned as he brought her down, grinding against her clit. “That’s all?”

“Darlin’, that’s everything.” He kissed her, the softest, sweetest kiss of her entire life, as if she mattered more than breathing. She clung to him, riding him as pressure tightened low in her body, pushing her closer and closer to oblivion with each thrust.

“Luke—”

“I know. I’ve got you.”

His words—the same words he’d whispered earlier that day—unleashed the pleasure inside her. He kissed her, swallowing her scream and drawing out her orgasm, until her entire world narrowed down to the feeling of his hands on her hips, his cock filling her completely, and his mouth on hers.

He was right. This was everything.

Luke cradled Alexis against his chest and just let himself be. There was nowhere he had to go, nothing he was supposed to be doing, nothing weighing him down. For the first time since his injury, he actually felt at peace. He stroked her hair back from her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I mean it.”

“Hmm?”

“Every word I said. I mean it.” He wasn’t ready to start throwing around certain four-letter words, but it was time to stop ignoring the connection between them. For the first time