Page 48 of Tempting Her Grumpy Protector
The Thirst twisted like a knife in his throat and he grimaced in pain but ignored it. He couldn’t even imagine being with another woman, not now. Maybe not ever.
Greer slung the travel case over his shoulder and strode for the door of his suite. The Docking Bay waited. His shuttle was fueled and ready. One step away from the parklands at the ship’s heart where he knew she was right now, one step closer to forgetting?—
“Warrior.”
The voice hit him like a thunderclap, vibrating in the marrow of his bones. The voice of the Goddess.
He stopped dead.
“Your female is in danger,” she said, her tone ringing in his head with urgency. “Sunny needs you, now! Look to the deserted side of the Sacred Grove. Go quickly—you do not have much time!”
Greer’s heart lurched.
“Sunny?” He dropped the case without another thought. “What kind of danger?”
But the Goddess was silent. She had given him what he needed to know. The rest was up to him.
He went through the doorway at a dead run. Luckily, his suite wasn’t far from the parklands at the Mother Ship’s center. The artificial green sun had been dimmed until it resembled a moon. It poured silvery radiance over everything, dappling the grass as he sprinted across it.
His body surged with adrenaline. He didn’t know what kind of danger she could possibly get into, here aboard the Mother Ship, but he knew Sunny—trouble always seemed to find her.
And Sunny—Sunny was soft and trusting, far too trusting of those who didn’t deserve her.
Every instinct in him roared the same thing—Protect!
He just prayed he got to her in time.
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SUNNY
Sunny twisted against Summerville’s grip, her stomach lurching with a sick mixture of fear and the strange, pulsing heat still simmering in her veins from the Bonding Fruit.
“Come on, sweetheart,” he coaxed, pressing her back against the smooth trunk of a great, purple-barked tree. His hand twisted her breast again, roughly, like he was trying to twist her nipple right off. “You’ve been giving me looks all night. Don’t play shy now.”
“I have not been giving you looks!” Sunny snapped, shoving against his chest. He was bigger than she’d thought, heavier too, his breath reeking of Woo. “Let me go!”
But the more she struggled, the tighter he clamped down.
Why had she taken off her Think-me? If she still had it on, she could have called Kat for help. But there was no one around the far side of the Sacred Grove but herself and groping George. And worse—the need rolling through her body made it hard to think straight, harder still to fight him off. Her body whispered things she didn’t want to hear.
Greer… if only Greer were here…
Her heart thudded painfully. George’s grubby fingers twisted harder and his knee came up between her thighs, forcing them open.
Sunny drew in a breath to scream?—
And froze.
A low, savage roar split the air like thunder, echoing through the trees of the Sacred Grove.
“Get your fucking hands off my woman!”
Sunny’s head whipped around. Her heart nearly burst with relief. But at the same time, she felt a surge of fright.
Greer was there, storming toward them like a predator unleashed, pale eyes blazing red with Rage and fangs bared.
She had never seen him look so angry…or so utterly terrifying.
