Page 32 of Tempting Her Grumpy Protector
Greer’s whole body went tense.
“Little one…” His voice was low and hoarse, each word dragged from his throat in a growl. “You have to stop that—stop rubbing against me! I can’t be fucking responsible for what I do if you keep this up.”
But Sunny was feeling too good to stop. Her earlier shame was forgotten as desire bloomed inside her all over again.
“You don’t always have to…have to be responsible,” she whispered, breathless. And then, just to prove her point, she ground against him again, her clit sliding deliciously on the hard ridge of his long cock. God, he was so big—she wondered what it would feel like to have him inside her. Could she take him?
She certainly wanted to try.
But she seemed to have pushed Greer too far.
With a sound that was half-growl, half-snarl, her big Protector turned sharply. Sunny gasped as the world shifted around her, only to find her bare back pressed to the rough, warm wall of the hut.
“You asked for this, little one,” he growled in her ear. “Now you’re going to fucking get it!”
Then he started moving.
His big hands gripped her hips, holding her exactly where he wanted her, as his shaft slid hot and thick, along the full length of her slit. Up and down, slow at first, then faster, rubbing her clit just right until she was panting in his ear and digging her nails into the hard muscles of his back.
“Oh, Greer… oh my God—don’t stop!” she moaned. “Oh, that feels so good!”
He didn’t stop.
“Fucking take it,” he growled in her ear, his long fingers digging into her flesh as he held her in place. “Fucking take it all, baby. Hold still and keep your pussy spread wide for me!”
“I…I’m trying to!” Sunny moaned, loving how helpless he made her feel. Each time he pressed against her, he made her see stars, her body jerking in his hold as wave after wave of heat coiled tighter and tighter inside her.
Before she knew it, she was right on the edge. Oh God, was she really going to come on his cock, right here, as he rubbed against her?
Apparently so, because suddenly she was up and over the edge as pleasure rushed through her.
“Greer!” She wailed his name like a prayer. “Oh my God, you’re making me come…making me comes so hard!”
“Fuck!” Greer groaned, low and rough, and she felt the thickness pressed against her swell even thicker. Then spurt after spurt of his cum pulsed against her belly, hot and sticky between them.
The mutual orgasm seemed to last forever and then, at last, the pleasure ebbed. For a while, all Sunny could do was cling to her Protector, shaking and breathless.
Greer continued to support her, his arms locked around her thighs. His head was thrown back and she could see his fangs—long and sharper than she could ever remember seeing them. Did he want to bite her? A shiver ran through her at the thought. God, wasn’t that how Blood Kindred Bonded a woman to them? Would Greer want to do that to her? And did she want him to?
The questions raced through her head, but before she could even try to answer any of them, Greer pulled away from her. He looked down between them at the white cum painting both their bellies…and his expression changed.
“Fuck.” He shook his head, his voice harsh. “Goddess damn it—I came all over you!”
Sunny bit her lip.
“I came all over you, too,” she pointed out. “It’s just that you’re a little messier. It’s no big deal—we can clean it up.”
The expression on his face turned hard.
“We’ll clean it up, all right. But we can’t do this again, Sunny—not ever.”
The words hit her like a slap.
She swallowed hard, her chest tightening.
“Does being with me really bother you that much?” she asked, her voice stiff, the hurt bleeding through despite her best efforts. “You really never want to be anything but my Protector? Never…anything else?”
His jaw worked, but he didn’t answer. He looked away, not meeting her eyes.
