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“God, yes.”
I trail my fingers over her pert nipples, pinching them between my knuckles before sliding a hand between her legs. She moans into the kiss when I run my middle finger over her sex to find her wet. “Look at you, my horny little pixie, already leaking for me.”
She whimpers when I slide my finger into her tight entrance, groaning deeply when her walls pulse hard around the digit. Fuck, I could shoot in my pants just from finger fucking her against the wall.
“More,” she cries, digging her fingers into my shoulder as I thrust into her, drawing her to the edge. My eyes stay locked on hers as I add another finger to her cunt, causing her to cry outin pleasure and buck under me. I work my fingers into her until she’s dripping all over my knuckles and to my palm.
“Your hot pussy is ready for this cock now.” I quickly withdraw my finger and tug my waistband down to release my heavy, leaking cock. Mila is still shaking as I wrap my forearm around her back and lift her to the wall so she can wrap her legs around me. She whimpers when I guide my shaft to her entrance and slam my cock hard into her tight, dripping hole. She cries out, fingers digging into my skin as I bounce her on my cock, slapping wetly into her.
“Mine!”
Christ, I can’t get enough of her, and although I’ve never allowed myself to be intimate with anyone before any of my fights, there is no resisting Mila.
I need to remind myself what it is I have to protect. When I walk into the cage, I need to still taste her on my tongue, and when I pummel my fists in the asshole that thought he could have her, I will be protecting the love of my life.
I am going to fight for her. And I’m going to win.
Dennis Monk, Bruce Crey, and the rest of the world are going to meet the person protecting Mila. They’re going to see me in action and learn first-hand what a mistake they made in coming after my girl.
My eyes stay locked on Mila’s as I pump my fat cock into her pussy, the innocence on her face makes my heart clench with the savage need to protect it. Only I get to corrupt my innocent pixie!
“I love you, baby,” I say through gritted teeth as I fight back my orgasm, railing her hard against the wall. Christ, this girl has turned me into an animal, and I can’t get enough of her. I can’t get enough of her sexy body and the way she responds to mytouch or the cries she makes as my dick hammers into her tight little pussy.
“Gunner,” she sobs, clawing my back in response to my brutal fuck, her cries only fueling me more, and her thighs begin to tremble as she draws closer to the edge.
Mila climaxes with a scream, her body spasming as her moisture drips to my balls. Her face is flushed and her eyes glazed over as I fuck her through the orgasm, the rippling contractions of her pussy drawing out my own.
“I love you, pixie,” I say again as I press our mouths together, kissing her hot and desperate as I fire off long spurts of my seed into her tight channel. I grind into her sex, burying my cock deeper as she milks me of every drop until we’re both boneless.
“I love you,” she whispers unevenly, burying her face in my neck as she struggles to get her breathing back.
I slowly lower her to the floor but don’t break the embrace. My cock is still hard, and I want to drag her back to bed and make love to her again, this time slow and sensual on the soft sheets, but . . . I have a fight to win.
A woman to protect.
“You wreck me, Mila,” I rasp, nuzzling my face in her hair and breathing in her soft, soothing scent.
Mila tightens her arms around me. “Please come back to me. Please, Gunner.”
“I promise,” I rasp, brushing my lips softly over her temple and reveling in her warmth. No one before Mila has lit this fire inside of me the way she does, and I know I will do anything for her. I will fight however many battles it takes to free her.
As long as she is mine in the end.
Chapter Nine
Mila
I can’t sleep.
It’s hard to fall asleep when the man I have fallen in love with is about to risk his life to fight for me. I don’t doubt Gunner’s ability to fight, hell, the man made a career out of it. Back when he was an amateur, I watched him train, and even as I child, I knew his skills were unmatched. I can only imagine how much better he’s gotten, but I don’t know how good the man he’ll be facing tonight is or how many Luca will make him fight in exchange for his help.
A man can only take so much.
What happens if more men jump into the cage to challenge him tonight? I don’t even care about myself anymore; I just want him to be safe, but I am helpless to protect him. I pace the living room, occasionally looking at my phone and anticipating his call or a text, but it remains silent.
It hasn’t even been an hour since he left, and I am ready to climb the walls. When the doorbell rings, my heart threatens to stop for a second.
Gunner. Oh God, what if he’s hurt?
