Unstoppable (Their Shifter Academy #6) - May Dawson Page 0,76

golden eyes. “Maddie, you’re the center of my world. Watching someone hurt you, I just…”

He shook his head.

“Well, I don’t plan to make a regular habit of it,” I said lightly. “But tell me you wouldn’t do the same. To protect someone.”

He stared down at me. The spray had soaked his shirt to his chest, and it clung to his muscles, reminding me of what a god of a man he looked like.

“Of course you can’t,” I answered for him. “Because you’re as much of a hero-slash-asshole as I am, right?”

“You make me crazy,” he said.

“Yeah, I hear that’s going around.”

Then his lips were on mine and his hands were in my hair. He kissed me fiercely, but his hands were gentle, finding the spots where it was safe to touch me. When he dropped his hand from my head, he gripped my hips carefully.

But even when he forgot himself just a little and his fingertips brushed against my tender ass, that pain suddenly didn’t feel bad—not when his body was pressed against mine.

Jensen’s mouth was hot and sweet as the two of us traded kisses, the water streaming down around us.

I yanked on the front of his soaked t-shirt. “Take this off.”

“So demanding,” he teased, before pulling the wet shirt over his head.

I took it out of his hands and dropped it onto the ground. I couldn’t put my back up against the floor or the wall.

He must have realized that, because he went down to the floor, cocking one arm beneath his head and motioning me toward him. I straddled him carefully, leaning forward. He looked up at me with smoldering eyes and drew my nipple into his mouth, teasing me with his tongue the way he did so well. His other hand found my breast, massaging it and playing with me until I pulled away and straightened, determined to regain control.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, watching me with those glowing golden eyes as I rode him.

I rocked my hips back and forth, enjoying not just how good he felt inside me but also the way his face shifted with arousal. His lips parted, his breath coming short. The water soaked into his dark curls.

The sterile walls of the shower room faded. It was just Jensen and me, and we could have been anywhere. The academy, the house. It didn’t matter.

His hands gripped my hips, helping me move faster up and down his shaft, his face tightening as if he were about to come. I bit my lip, feeling myself begin to tighten around him; tingles of pleasure raced through my body. I forgot myself and pushed all the way down, letting his cock fill me completely, my thighs pressing against his hard, rippling abs. And my welted ass met his thighs, making me wince.

Jensen froze, but I kept moving, riding him just as hard. I didn’t want to ruin everything. And after all, Rafe had introduced me to just how much the pain/pleasure threshold could blur.

“I’m fine,” I promised, but he shook his head.

“No,” he said gently, his hands helping me up, off of him. “We can finish, but not like that. Not if it’s going to hurt you.”

“I’m not breakable,” I chided him.

“Do you think I don’t know that?” he said fondly, leaning over to kiss me. His lips were tender as his hand wrapped around my jaw; he took his time kissing me even though he’d obviously been on the verge of coming when he stopped.

His hard cock glistened with precum as he folded the wet t-shirt over, laying it out for me. “Get on your knees, sunshine.”

I hesitated. I had originally thought about having sex in this position, but then I’d worried that seeing the bruises and welts across my body would ruin it for him. “It’s a pretty ugly view right now.”

“You’re always beautiful, Maddie. The fact that you’re self-sacrificing and brave and good doesn’t exactly ruin it for me,” he promised.

I couldn’t help feeling self-conscious still, but I tried to trust him that he meant it. I knelt, and he moved behind me. His cock teased against my opening, stroking through my folds. I pushed back, and he eased into me gently. No matter what he said, it made me think something was wrong. Gentle wasn’t usually Jensen’s MO.

But then he began to rock into me, over and over. I could tell he was carefully controlling his thrusts, but even so, he seemed to hit my g-spot every time, and warmth