He pushed my dress up completely, and his thick fingers went straight to my core. Another rumble vibrated his chest. “So wet. You’re already so wet for me. Your warrior must be making you feelreallysafe.”
He swept my underthings to the side and stroked me, expertly weaving his fingers over my nub and swiping my flesh in a way that had me building, careening, and on the verge ofexplodingwithin minutes.
“Oh Gods, Kole!”
His fingers tapped against me, nearly sending me over the edge, but then he stopped. “I want to see you come. I need to know that I’m giving you complete protection.”
Magic pounded around him, and he brought his mouth to mine again. I welcomed his kiss, my eyes rolling back as our lips tangled and our scents collided. Just as the first time we’d kissed, back in the alleyway after Abel had been pursuing me, I was overtaken with the feel of him. His scent, his lips, his hard domination.
A rush of cool air washed over my skin, and I barely registered that he’d hiked my skirt completely above my waist and had removed my underthings. My lower half was entirely bare.
He began to inch his way down my body, unbuttoning the top of my dress as he did so. “I need to inspect you, to make sure you’re not injured, Princess. Will you let your warrior do that? Will you let me do my job?”
My core throbbed at his husky words, and all I could manage was a breathy nod, and when he finished with the last of the buttons, he spread my dress open completely.
I quickly sat up enough to shimmy out of it, then kicked the gown to the side, and when I was naked before him, fully exposed, hestopped.
Just . . . stilled completely.
Lust burned through his aura. “You’re fuckingbeautiful, Princess. Absolutely perfect.” His eyes darkened. “I knew you would be.” He cupped my core, then leaned down and deeply inhaled my wet scent. With a fierce growl, he said, “This ismine, Princess. You understand that? As your warrior, I need to protect all of you, and I can’t if another male is touching you here.”
Some distant part of my mind registered his words. They were claiming. Possessive. Demanding.
I’d heard them before.
Mine.
Memories rose of when he’d said that to Abel and the six shifters.
“You understand, Princess?” he pushed, his tone dominant, and he curled his palm, rubbing the heel of it into my nub while slipping the tip of one finger inside me. Just enough to tease.
I gasped and arched into his touch. “Yes, I’m yours, Kole. I need my warrior to keepallof me safe. I belong to you.”
He growled his pleasure. “That’s right, Princess. All of you ismine.”
My magic heated and surged, and that thing in my chest was swirling and trying to connect with him again.
But I didn’t want magic involved in this. I just wanted him. To feel him. Touch him. Kiss him. To shatter completely underneath him while he tended to this burning ache inside me.
Closing off that part of my mind, I pushed my magic down with everything I had and concentrated solely on what the warrior was doing.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered. My hands ran up his chest, lifting his shirt.
He whipped it off, and I gazed at his naked slabbed chest with just as much wonder as he’d done to me. He was huge. Strong. Smooth.Delicious.
He was just as gorgeous as I remembered from the morning when I’d seen him shirtless in Inisville. Cut muscles graced his body, yet he wasn’t bulky or awkward in his strength. He was built like a predator, all savage lines and sinewy angles. Veins bulged in his neck and forearms, and everything about him was defined.
And when my attention dropped lower, to the impressive length straining against his breeches, my mouth began to water. Before I knew what I was doing, I clenched him through his pants, my hand closing around his thick girth.
A guttural groan came from him, and something in me begged me to take him into my mouth and lick every line and pulsating vein.
But when I made a move to do so, he chuckled darkly. “Not yet, Princess. I need to tend to you first, make sure that I’m doing my job lest the magic flares again.”
He gripped my wrists and pinned them above my head, but when I struggled, his grip only tightened.
His dominance made my lust spiral even higher.
“What is it you need, Princess?” he said huskily. “Tell me so I can make sure you’re feeling protected.”
